Masha:
The old man planted a turnip. The turnip grew to be very big. He pulled and pulled and couldn't pull it out.
Kot Matvey:
Must have been a weak old man. Go on.
Masha:
So he called his wife. They pulled and pulled and couldn't pull it out.
Kot Matvey:
Must have been a weak generation.
Masha:
The old woman called the zhuchka, a little dog.
Kot Matvey:
[Hisses and takes her off his knees]
I don't want a zhuchka! Skip it.
Masha:
So the little do... I mean, the one we're skipping, she called a cat.
Kot Matvey:
[Beams]
Oh! I approve. Go on, go on.
Masha:
They pulled and pulled and couldn't pull it out.
Kot Matvey:
Now /that/ I don't believe. Forgive me but I refuse to believe it.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:09