"A hole had just appeared in the Galaxy. It was exactly a nothingth of a second long, a nothingth of an inch wide, and quite a lot of millions of light-years from end to end.
As it closed up, lots of paper hats and party balloons fell out of it and drifted off through the Universe. A team of seven three-foot-high market analysts fell out of it and died, partly of asphyxiation, partly of surprise.
Two hundred and thirty-nine thousand lightly fried eggs fell out of it too, materializing in a large wobbly heap on the famine-struck land of Poghril in the Pansel system.
The whole Poghril tribe had died out from famine except for one last man who died of cholesterol poisoning some weeks later."
- Douglas Adams, The Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide, p. 55.
En cuanto terminé de leer este pasaje comencé a reir a carcajadas... y después me asusté ¿por qué me reía de algo tan triste? Me quedé pensando.
Jajaja mejor morir de colesterol después... que antes y catastróficamente.
ResponderEliminarNo soy mucho de comentar asi como asi no mas, menos de los comentarios cariñositos estilo fotolog, pero bueno... no me habia manifestado aqui, hasta este momento, no voy a decir nada concerniente al post, porque esta simple y consiso, pero si voy a hacer el frase tipico pero sincero de que me parece bien hacer un reset
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(8) mamacita mia se me sube el colesterol (8)
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