Thursday, March 26, 2009

Paul Cezanne Flowers in a Blue Vase

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you just hear someone say something?’ said the handler carefully.
‘No,’ said Victor. through his megaphone. ‘Now, you ride up to the tent, leap off the camel, fight the huge eunuchs, burst into the tent, drag the girl out, get back on the camel and away. Got it? Think you ran do that?’
‘What huge eunuchs?’ said Victor, as the camel unfolded itself upwards.
One of the huge eunuchs shyly raised a hand.
‘It’s me. Morry,’ it said.
‘Oh. Hi, Morry.’
‘Hi, Vic.,
‘And me, Rock,’ said a second huge eunuch.
‘Hi, Rock.’ He leaned close to one of the camel’s ears and whispered, in case it was a special Holy Wood camel: ‘Look, I’m a friend, OK?’ Evil-Minded Son of a Bitch flicked a carpet-thick ear.[11]‘How do you ride it?’ he said. ‘When you want to go forward you swear at it and hit it with a stick, and when you want to stop you swear at it and really hit it with a stick.’ ‘What happens if you want it to turn?’ ‘Ah, well, you’re on to the Advanced Manual there. Best thing to do is get off and do it round by hand.’ ‘When you’re ready!’ Dibbler bellowed
‘Hi, Vic.’

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