Laïp Siks Thesis

(Ici vous racontez votre vie)

par Zacharias Galouzeau de Moussaoui à 11:42 | | Commentaires

(Ici vous racontez votre vie)

par Zacharias Galouzeau de Moussaoui à 22:49 | | Commentaires

He stared at the empty parking and the cars running behind it, it then realised what was the thing that was titling it.
It just could not get used to the fact that not only the cars were running on the wrong side of the road, but moreover the drivers were seating on the wrong seat.

His luggages were lying on the pavement not far from some horse's dungs. Well obviously the one hour stagecoach rent has ceased to be. Now let's move on said Zach Galou trying to remember his CIES motivation courses.

First things locate oneself, as he remembered from his survival lessons in the middle of the jungle. This point was fairly easy because the restaurant was called "King Arthur's Trove: Winbledon finest pizzeria", therefore he must be near King Arthur's castle. Now the second thing was getting the direction of Southamster. For this he stared anxiously at the sky an observed meticulously the birds' fly, while he could then predict the (very very near) future (like for instance where the birds were heading to), this was no use for geting the orientation. He just moved along the road in the exact direction as the sign who read "Southamster: 96 dinausaurs' tails away"

Zach Galou was manly handling the situation, and started the more gay-friendly part of it by bending his muscles to put one backpack over his back, the other in front of him, and towing his two 20 kilograms (that is to say 15 stones and 40 raptor's claws) bags one in each hand. Well, from the distance maybe this wasn't that much erotic.

After fifteen minutes of hard efforts and just as much as 2.5 meter farther, Zach Galou changed his mind. For during this time of sheer animal force demonstration his mind was running fast, say at least as fast as chocolate ginger cookies - who taste horribly but are nicely packaged as I have learned today.

While he was trying his best to progress, the mere greenness of the English soil, the whiteness of the clouds and some sheeps were staring at him. Bloody hell said Zach Galou in his mind, "I am here sweating like a beast, while those beasts were resting like PhD students, this can not longer be".

He swiftly dropped his backpacks on the soil, got three sheeps of the whole and talk to them in that way: "Ok guys, you all know that a friend in need is a friend indeed that is why I need your help now. Harris, Ted, George, I know it is not easy for you leaving your families to come on the road with me but I do need you my friends!", "ok?" asked he anxiously. "Bééé" replied the three sheeps, with obviously some kind of French accents. Zach Galou's hearth was beating hard under the effort he has done and the emotion of this wonderful demonstration of affection from his new friends.

So he packed up the luggages on two of the sheeps, jumped himself onto the third one (Harris) and inspired, declared: "Ok, let's go now!".

The fact is that despite the enthusiasm showed by his bleating friends, he was moving only two times speeder than previously. As he was a big fan of the tour de France (even if he was not gay) an idea rather quickly to his mind. He poped out his French phone from his French pocket and called Maria: "Hi Maria, it's me, yes I am fine thanks, yes single, no thanks, well in fact I need your help sis', I need 2 Kg of your coach's cocaine, would you be so kind so as to tell me where I could find him? Thanks a lot babe, see you". ZG leaved the bags to the sheeps, went to the hotel of the coach a few steps away, got to his room, knocked, entered, removed his (the coach's) nose from the washing tube full of cocaine, and packed what he needed into some bags. However before leaving he took the opportunity to re-enact this famous scene from pulp fiction, when one of the guys go peeing and the other recite to the soon to be dead a passage of the Bible before shooting him. Zach Galou stood up solemnly, and went to the water closet.

Harris, Ted and George were happyly waiting for him. He leaned and declared to them: "Ok guys, I got some stuff a bit more consistent than grass that which help you walk a bit faster, open wide your nostrils you guys". He then plunged deeply a spoon in the cocaine packs an gave two spoonful of cocaine to each of the sheeps.

While jumping on his sheep, and giving the departure he declared to his mates "Columbian cocaine is the way Lance Armstrong got the tour and Neil Armstrong got to the Moon, the devil's if we can't reach Southamster!".

He then started singing "I am a poor lonesome grad student, long way from his university" while he was reaching the horizon (readers should narrow their eyes in order to see him) which sounded a bit weird, first because as he was very remote we couldn't actually hear him distinctively and secondly because the sun was still high (but not as much as the sheeps) and the song was actually weird.

What will happen to him on the rest of his journey? Will Zach Galou finally reach Southamster? Have just missed the love of his life?

par Zacharias Galouzeau de Moussaoui à 15:11 | | Commentaires