And then, a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal, or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. "Have you some new torture for me, you bratchny?".This sarcasm - if I may call it such, is very unbecoming of you oh my brothers Let's get things nice and sparkling clear.To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit? Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well."Come with uncle," I said, "and hear all proper.Source: Part 3, Chapter 01, sentence 01.Irish Drunk: Can you spare some cutter me brothers? Go on, do me in, you bastards like this, I don't want to live in a stinking old world like this."Īlex: "Oh? And What's so stinking about it? whatever his age might be, but more especially when he was real old like this one was. "One thing I could never stand was to see a filthy dirty old drunky howling away at the filthy songs of his fathers and going blurp blurp in between as it might be a filthy old orchestra in his stinking rotten guts I could never stand to see anyone like that.This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultraviolence." "The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking.There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening.
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