Jesus, I had to laugh at the way he came out with that about the old one with the winkers on her, blind drunk in her royal palace every night of God, old Vic, with her jorum of mountain dew and her coachman carting her up body and bones to roll into bed and she pulling him by the whiskers and singing him old bits of songs about Ehren on the Rhine and come where the boose is cheaper.
Dedio, barrez lehertzeko zorian nintzen, ikusita nola atera zen atso betile-sarriaren kontuarekin, mozkor arraildua bere errege-jauregian gauero, Viktoria xaharra, mendiko ihintz-pitxerkada ez zedila falta, eta gero kotxezainak bizkarrean hartuta garraiatu behar, ohe-gainera botatzeko, eta atsoa masail-bizarretatik hari helduta, Ehren on the Rhine eta antzekoen zatiak kantatzen, eta hator hona, edaria merkeagoa duk eta.