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"Cabbage, n. A familiar kitchen-garden vegetable about as large and wise as a man's head."
"Bride, n. A woman with a fine prospect of happiness behind her."
"Brain, n. An apparatus with which we think that we think... In our civilization, and under our republican form of government, intelligence is so highly honored that it is rewarded by exemption from the cares of office."
"Boundary, n. In political geography, an imaginary line between two nations, separating the imaginary rights of one from the imaginary rights of the other."
"Bore, n. A person who talks when you wish him to listen."
"Birth, n. The first and direst of all disasters."
"Barometer, n. An ingenious instrument which indicates what kind of weather we are having."
"Backbite, v.t. To speak of a man as you find him when he can't find you."
"Back, n. That part of your friend which it is your privilege to contemplate in your adversity."
"Bacchus, n. A convenient deity invented by the ancients as an excuse for getting drunk."
"Apologize, v. To lay the foundation for a future offense."
"Amnesty, n. The state’s magnaminity to those offenders whom it would be too expensive to punish."
"The fact that boys are allowed to exist at all is evidence of remarkable Christian forbearance among men — were it not for a mawkish humanitarianism, coupled with imperfect digestive powers, we should devour our young, as Nature intended."
"Ambition, n. An overmastering desire to be vilified by enemies while living and made ridiculous by friends when dead."
"Alone, adj. In bad company."
"Advice, n. The smallest current coin."
"Admiration, n. Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves."
"Acquaintance, n. A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to. A degree of friendship called slight when its object is poor or obscure, and intimate when he is rich or famous"
"Accordion, n. An instrument in harmony with the sentiments of an assassin."
"Accord, n. Harmony."
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei außer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!