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Zebra dies. It goes to heaven and meets Saint Peter.
- Zebra, - he says. - You were a good animal, you lived a great life, so welcome to Heaven. If you have any questions, be free to ask.
- Well... - zebra thinks for a moment. - For all my life I've been thinking, am I a black zebra with white stripes or a white zebra whith black stripes?
Saint Peter closes his eyes and breathes deeply.
- I'm not able to answer you this question, - he says. - You need to go to God.
Zebra goes to God, stands a great queue and few days later it meets Saint Peter again.
- Oh, hello, Zebra! How are you? Do you like your new home? Is everything alright?
- Yes, thank you. Everything is fine, - it smiles.
- Have you been to God's office? - asks Saint Peter.
- Yes, I have.
- So, did he answer your question?
- Well... Hi did, - says zebra. - But I didn't understand him.
- So, what was his answer? - asks Saint Peter.
- He said, you are, what you are.
- Oh, that's quite easy! - smiles Saint Peter. - You are probably a white zebra with black stripes.
- But how do you know? - zebra was amazed.
- Because if you were a black zebra with white stripes, the God would say, you is what you is.


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Zebra dies. It goes to heaven and meets Saint Peter.
- Zebra, - he says. - You were a good animal, you lived a great life, so welcome to Heaven. If you have any questions, be free to ask.
- Petr, zaebal.


Тонкий юморок однако


-You are what you are.
-Кто are? Кто are, я тебя спрашиваю? Перечисли! Я здесь одна блять!


перевод концовки плз, я не догнал такой сложный прикол(((


сука, какой же трудный, но охуенный прикол... это уже на категорию А


сложно, но я проиграл


для тех кто не понял, черные любят коверкать английский и говорят "you is" вместо "you are"


you is — как it is, сравнение с вещью. Если бы она была чёрной, он бы сравнил её с предметом


Zebra dies. It goes to heaven and meets Saint Peter.
- Zebra, - he says. - You were a good animal, you lived a great life, so welcome to Heaven. If you have any questions, be free to ask.
- Well... - zebra thinks for a moment. - For all my life I've been thinking, am I a black zebra with white stripes or a white zebra whith black stripes?
Saint Peter closes his eyes and breathes deeply.
- I'm not able to answer you this question, - he says. - You need to go to God.
Zebra goes to God, stands a great queue and few days later it meets Saint Peter again.
- Oh, hello, Zebra! How are you? Do you like your new home? Is everything alright?
- Yes, thank you. Everything is fine, - it smiles.
- Have you been to God's office? - asks Saint Peter.
- Yes, I have.
- So, did he answer your question?
- Well... Hi did, - says zebra. - But I didn't understand him.
- So, what was his answer? - asks Saint Peter.
- He said, you are, what you are.
- Oh, that's quite easy! - smiles Saint Peter. - You are probably a white zebra with black stripes.
- But how do you know? - zebra was amazed.
- Because if you were a black zebra with white stripes, the God would say, you is what you is.
Albert Einstein was this zebra.


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