奇怪野

成日諗左好多奇怪野

今日血拼去了

今日血拼去了
荷包身受重傷
腿也累了

不過有段小插曲想分享
我與表姐行完葵芳想坐小巴到荃灣廣場
我的八達通已經負資產,尚未增值
本來諗住用表姐張八達通上車"DO"一次,落車前再"DO"一次
點知中途都無辦法"DO"
唯有問身旁那位女仕"唱"散紙
可惜佢都無得"唱"
正當我地煩惱之際
那位女仕問我仲差幾多錢
但係我係完全無散紙架
那位女仕幫我俾左車資
我當然立刻向佢講多謝啦
佢話一切隨緣,你第日都可以幫人架嘛
嘩!原來呢個世界仲有咁好既人架!
唉原來呢個世界仲有咁樣衰既人架---我自己
買野買到無哂散紙
無錢又去撘車
唉.......

The Ducking Stool

There stands, my friend, in yonder pool
An engine called the ducking stool;
By legal power commanded down
The joy and terror of the town.
If jarring females kindle strife,
Give language foul, or lug the coif,
If noisy dames should once begin
To driv the house with horrid din,
Away, you cry, you'll grace the stool;
We'll teach you how your tongue to rule.
The fair offender fills the seat
In sullen pomp, profoundly great;
Down in the deep the stool descends,
But here, at first, we miss our ends;
She mounts again and rages more
then ever vixen did before.
So, throwing water on the fire
Will make it but burn up the higher
If so, my friend, pray let her take
A second turn into the lake,
And, rather than your patience lose,
Thrice and again repeat the dose.
No brawling wives, no furous wenches,
No fire so hot but water quenches.

--- By Benjamin West, 1780 ---