TE DE MANZANILLA

Este es un ejercicio de una clase de literatura en nuestro país vecino de allá arriba.

La dinámica es que un alumno escribe un párrafo y otro alumno el que sigue (se trabaja en parejas hombre-mujer).

Está buenísimo lo que sucuedió.

Se los dejo aqui abajo entero.



Rebecca -last name deleted, and Jim - last name deleted.

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STORY:
(First paragraph by Rebecca)
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The
chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home,
now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times,
that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs,
keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if
she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again.
So chamomile was out of the question.
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(Second paragraph by Jim)
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack
squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to
think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named
Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S.
Harris to Geostation 17, he said into his trans- galactic communicator.
"Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so
far..." But before he could sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed
out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The
jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across
the cockpit.
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(Rebecca)
He bumped his head and died almost immediately but not before he
felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one
woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth
stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers
of Skylon 4. Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and
Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news
simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window,
dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed hurriedly and
carefree, with no newspapers to read, no television to distract
her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things
around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?"
she pondered wistfully.
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(Jim)
Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live.
Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership
launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted
wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament
Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target
for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the
human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty
the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough
firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop
them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium
fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President,
in his top-secret Mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor
off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion,
which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie and 85 million other Americans.
The President slammed his fist on the conference table. "We can't
allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of
the sky!"
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(Rebecca)
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature.
My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate
adolescent.
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(Jim)
Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts
at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh shall I have
chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F*CKING TEA??? Oh
no, I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele
novels."
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(Rebecca)
Asshole.
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(Jim)
Bitch.
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(Rebecca)
Wanker.
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(Jim)
slut.
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(Rebecca)
Get f*cked.
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(Jim)
Eat shit.
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(Rebecca)
F*CK YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!!
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(Jim)
Go drink some tea - whore.
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(Teacher)
A+ I really liked this one.

ABDUL

Do you speak English
- Yes!
- Name?
- Abdul al-Rhazib.
- Sex?
- Three to five times a week.
- No, no...I mean male or female?
- Yes, male, female, sometimes camel.
- Holy cow!
- Yes, cow, sheep, animals in general.
- But isn't that hostile?
- Horse style, doggy style, free style, any style!
- Oh dear!
- No, no! Deer run too fast...

POINTS OF VIEW

MORDANT ORANGE

El artista se llama Mike Bannon. Es muy bueno.

APLICACION AL MAC DONALDS

Leanlo todo. Lo mejor es lo de Sign Here. ya veran.


McDONALDS APPLICATION

This is an actual job application a 17-year-old boy submitted at a McDonald's fast-food establishment in Florida – and they hired him because he was so honest and funny!

NAME: Greg Bulmash

SEX: Not yet. Still waiting for the right person.

DESIRED POSITION: Company's President or Vice President. But seriously, whatever's available. If I were in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be applying here in the first place.

DESIRED SALARY: $185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz style severance package. If that's not possible, make an offer and we can haggle.

EDUCATION: Yes.

LAST POSITION HELD: Target for middle management hostility.

SALARY: Less than I'm worth.

MOST NOTABLE ACHIEVEMENT: My incredible collection of stolen pens and post-it notes.

REASON FOR LEAVING: It sucked.

HOURS AVAILABLE TO WORK: Any.

PREFERRED HOURS: 1:30-3:30 p.m., Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday.

DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS?

Yes, but they're better suited to a more intimate environment.

MAY WE CONTACT YOUR CURRENT EMPLOYER? If I had one, would I be here?

DO YOU HAVE ANY PHYSICAL CONDITIONS THAT WOULD PROHIBIT YOU FROM LIFTING UP TO 50 LBS? Of what?

DO YOU HAVE A CAR?

I think the more appropriate question here would be "Do you have a car that runs?"

HAVE YOU RECEIVED ANY SPECIAL AWARDS OR RECOGNITION?

I may already be a winner of the Publishers Clearing house Sweepstakes.

DO YOU SMOKE?

On the job no, on my breaks yes.

WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE DOING IN FIVE YEARS?

Living in the Bahamas with a fabulously wealthy dumb sexy blonde super model who thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread. Actually, I'd like to be doing that now.

DO YOU CERTIFY THAT THE ABOVE IS TRUE AND COMPLETE TO THE BEST OF YOUR KNOWLEDGE?

Yes – Absolutely.

SIGN HERE: Aries.

SHERLOCK

LOS AMIGOS SON MAS PELIGROSOS QUE LA CERVEZA

No me pude aguantar de subir este post. Lo que pasa cuando uno se pone borracho. Creo que todos le hemos hecho algo a un amigo que perdió la dignidad. Hay fotos muy buenas.
Creo que mi favorita es la del smoking.

HOYO INCORRECTO

CLOWN HEAD

ja,ja,ja,ja buenísimo.

DIFERENTES FORMAS

40 FORMAS DE ENTENDER QUE ESTO ES UNA TRAMPA y OLD BOY

Hijo, estos están buenísimos. Hay varios que no tienen desperdicio alguno.

Chequen el comentario de Groucho, algo muy interesante sobre la película de Mamet.

Y si, tienen toda la razón. No se que hace Snatch en esa lista. Pero igual es muy buena, y es mejor la anterior de Ritchie: "Luck, stock and two smoking barrels".

Y para los amantes del cine: les dejo aqui la mejor película de los últimos 50,000 años (a veces me gusta exagerar un poco), muy violenta por cierto. Con ustedes: Old Boy, del Coreano Chan Wook Park.

Ya está en los blockbusters que tienen sección de cine de arte. Ej. el de la del valle, el de condesa y el de virreyes.