Aret (aret) wrote,
Aret
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The Wizard of Oz-3



*starring oil-can from dormouse_jenny*



Woodman. Get an oil-can beside the tree and oil my joints. They are rusted too badly. Oil my neck, first.



Dorothy. We are on our way to the Emerald City to see the Great Oz.



Dorothy. I want him to send me back to Kansas, and the Scarecrow wants to put a few brains into his head.



Woodman. Once I had brains as well; so, having tried both, I’d rather have a heart. Brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.

Scarecrow. All the same, I shall ask for brains: a fool would not know what to do with a heart.

Ужасно грустно думать, что с этими мордашками, как и со всеми прочими, я попрощалась. То есть они все равно уходят, конечно, в старшую школу, в гимназии, в лицеи, но вот чтобы так сразу - минус сорок человеков... Грустно.
Tags: up the down staircase, спиногрызы, театр, фотокарточки
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