Blackriderვტფ ალლი სადაა

ერთი მაინც ყოფილა და იმაზეც ფეს ქოილ მიგიხარჯია
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ევენგელისტები ვინ არიან

ვიკიპედიაზეც ვკითხულობ და ვგუგლავ მაგრამ ვერაფერ გავუგე რა რჯულის ხალხია

ამიხსენით რა ვინმემ

ოფტოპიკი რომ არ გამომივიდეს დისც ფრისთს ექნება ტალენტ-ევანგელისმ
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A worgen enters a shop. He scratches his chin while looking at all the wares. He picks up a note from his pocket and reads through it carefully before looking around and seeing the shopkeeper. He decides to ask him. He pats the shopkeeper on the shoulder, and he turns around. "RWARAOUGH OAUGH" the worgen says while flailing his arms wildly. The shopkeeper points to another shelf a few meters away.
"ROGH RAWRAWRH OUGHRARAWR" he shouts while flailing his arms, almost falling of the ladder he stands on.
The worgen picks up the syrup he was looking for, and decides to go and buy it. "RWAAWUAHORORO" he howls while holding up the money and a coupon. "RAWRAFGHOUR" the cashier says and takes worgen's money and coupon.
For dinner he had a marvelous meal of living rabbit with syrup. The End.