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Billy the Bunny
Once upon a time, there was a rabbit. His name was Billy. Billy liked a lot of going for a walk with his imaginary brothers and eating grass. Once, when he was little, he ate grass and got an indigestion that almost kills him. But now , ten years later, he was ok. His brothers were imaginary because, being the firstborn, his mother died at giving birth. So it was just him and daddy rabbit. Or Harry. As he was in a severe depression since his beloved's death, Billy spent a big part of his days trying to cheer him up, doing things he liked, or just telling him how much he loved him. As it didn't work, he went out to look for something that did. Getting geep and deeper inside the forest they lived in, he found it: a flower with bright and magnificent colours, that had the power to make forget, to whom touched it, everything that worried or made him sad. But, when he took it, Billy forgot what worried him; he had forgotten his father. When he returned home, his father wasn't there anymore. But he barely noticed; he knew something was missing, but didn't know what. And that's because, like we already said, he had forgotten him. Two months later, filled with uncertainty and, at the same time with peace, the main door opened suddenly with a "SLAM". It was his father, who arrived from The Bermuda, having overcomed his insurmountable depression surfing and having fun with the town strippers. And that was how they both lived happily ever after. Or at least 'till Billy grew up, moved out, made his own life, and his father got married again. Moral: When you're depressed, go to The Bermuda to surf and have fun with strippers. -------------------------------------- Billy el Conejo Había una vez un conejo. Su nombre era Billy. Le gustaba mucho de salir a pasear con sus hermanos imaginarios y comer pasto. Una vez, cuando era pequeño, comió pasto y le dio una indigestión que casi lo mata. Pero ahora, 10 años más tarde, ya estaba bien. Sus hermanos eran imaginarios porque, siendo el primogénito, su madre falleció al dar a luz. Así que sólo eran él y papá conejo. O sea, Harry. Como este estuviera en una severa depresión desde la muerte de su amada, Billy pasaba gran parte de sus días intentando levantarle el ánimo, ya fuera haciendo cosas que a él le gustaran, o simplemente diciéndole lo mucho que lo amaba. Como no funcionaba, un día salió en busca de algo que lograra alegrarlo. Adentrándose en el bosque donde vivían, lo encontró: una flor de brillantes y magníficos colores, que tenía el poder de hacer olvidar, a quien la tocara, todo aquello que lo preocupaba o entristecía. Más, al tomarla, Billy olvidó lo que le preocupaba; se había olvidado de su padre. Al regresar a su casa, su padre ya no estaba. Pero apenas si lo notó; sabía que algo faltaba, pero no qué. Y es que, como dijimos, lo había olvidado. Pasados dos meses de incertidumbre y, sin embargo, de completa paz, se abrió de golpe la puerta principal. Era su padre que llegaba de las Bermudas, habiendo superado su insuperable depresión haciendo surf y gozando con las strippers del lugar. Y así fue como ambos vivieron felices por siempre. O al menos hasta que Billy creció, se fue, hizo su vida, y su padre se casó de nuevo. Moraleja: Cuando estés deprimido, ve a las Bermudas a surfear y gozar con strippers. Cuento por  |
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igual lo podría traducir a Inglés : O
deja ver...
btw, el dibujo está pulento
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random deviant.
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+Non importa quello che fai nella vita, non puoi rinnegare quello che sei+ JACK WHITE
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La traducción:
There was once a rabbit. His name was Billy. He liked to stroll with his imaginary brothers and to eat pasture. Once, when he was small, he ate pasture and it gave him indigestion so bad he nearly died. But now 10 years later, all was well.
His brothers were imaginary because being the first-born one his mother passed away upon giving birth. So there was only him and dad rabbit. His name was Harry. Harry was in a severe depression since the death of his beloved one, Billy passed a great part of his days trying to raise his spirit, doing things that he liked, or simply telling him how much he loved him. Unfortunately it did not work, one day Billy left in search of something that managed to make Harry happy. Entering a forest where they lived, he found it: a flower of brilliant and magnificent colours, that had the power of memory loss to whomever touched it and all that had worried or saddened them. Upon taking it, Billy forgot what worried him; for he had forgotten his father.
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