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Re: меня эта тема бесит уже 20 лет https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDIeM2g Zorba: The randiest of the gastropods is the limpet. This hot-blooded little beast with its tent-like shell is always on the job. Its extra-marital activities are something startling. Frankly I don't know how the female limpet finds the time to adhere to the rock-face. How am I doing? Mrs Jalin: Disgusting. Mr Jalin: But more interesting. Mrs Jalin: Oh yes. Zorba: Another loose-living gastropod is the periwinkle. This shameless little libertine with its characteristic ventral locomotion is not the marrying kind: 'Anywhere anytime' is its motto. Up with the shell and they're at it. Mrs Jalin: How about the lamellibranchs? Zorba: I'm coming to them. The great scallop (holds one up)... this tatty, scrofulous old rapist, is second in depravity only to the common clam. (holds up a clam) This latter is a right whore, a harlot, a trollop, a cynical bed-hopping firm-breasted Rabelaisian bit of sea food that makes Fanny Hill look like a dead Pope. And finally among the lamellibranch bivalves, that most depraved of the whole sub-species - the whelk. The whelk is nothing but a homosexual of the worst kind. This gay boy of the gastropods, this queer crustacean, this mincing mollusc, this screaming, prancing, limp-wristed queen of the deep makes me sick. Mrs Jalin: Have you got one? Zorba: Here! (holds one up) Mrs Jalin: Let's kill it. Disgusting. (Zorba throws it on the floor and Mr and Mrs Jalin stamp on it.) Mr Jalin: That'll teach it. Well thank you for a very interesting program. Добавить комментарий: |
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