United States or Bermuda ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
As a further illustration, I will give in the original Gipsy-language, as I myself took it down rapidly, but literally, the comments of a full-blooded Gipsy on this custom the translation being annexed. I should state that the narrative which precedes his comments was a reply to my question, Why he invariably declined my offer of cigars? "No; I never toovs cigaras, kek.
I pet em adree my poachy an' jailed apre the purge and latched odoi my pal's chavo, an' he pook'd mandy, 'Where you jallin to, kako? And I penned: 'Job, I've lelled some covvas for tute. 'Tacho, says he so I del him the cigaras.
I never toovs 'em kenna since my pal's chavo Job mullered. And I'll pooker tute how it welled." "It was at the boro wellgooro where the graias prasters. I was kairin the paiass of the koshters, and mandy dicked a rye an' pookered him for a droppi levinor. 'Avali, he penned, 'I'll del you levinor and a kushto tuvalo too. 'Parraco, says I, 'rya. So he del mandy the levinor and a dozen cigaras.
Word Of The Day