Young Simba:
Hey, Uncle Scar, guess what?
Scar:
I despise guessing games.
Young Simba:
I'm gonna be King of Pride Rock.
Scar:
Oh, goody.
Young Simba:
My dad just showed me the whole kingdom. And I'm gonna rule it all. Heheh.
Scar:
Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know.
[flops on his side]
Young Simba:
Hey Uncle Scar, when I'm King, what'll that make you?
Scar:
A monkey's uncle.
Young Simba:
[laughs]
You're so weird.
Scar:
You have no idea.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 12:32