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For Xanth

About braids



Magda, dressed in flying a suit, stood at the border. Her gold braids were tempting sticked out in the different sides. Passing by Xanth stoically has compressed a teeth: "Not pull her braid... not pull her braid!.."

But Xanth's hands lived their incomprehensible independent handy life.

-Aiks! - Magda cryed out.

And than Xanth saw that there were four braids, not three!

...-Remember, Filatine! - Varis kept saying, broken Xanth's hand for his back and dipping his head in lake. - To pull girls braids - it is BAD!!! BAD!!! Understood, shaved-head!

-Gurg! - answered Ксант, but did not try to resist at all.

So this danger for girls in Lake Academy was gone away.



(c) Shoo Longtail





Вот за это прошу ногами не бить, но я перевела свою маленькую постебушку на инглиш *_*

Чего я где сказала неправильно? *_*