GOLDEN BOY BEET HOVEN’S YOU T H
Mikael Ross
One ought to…
One ought to turn it around.
So that one isn’t always taking direction from what others have already said.
But instead… saying it oneself.
Yes, exactly! Setting the note oneself!
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To command the snow: Melt there!
To bid the Rhine: Flow backwards!
…
Sigh.
And what should we play now, Kaspar?
I know what!
Hmmm… Wait…
Huh?
Ohoo! I’m the genteel Mon-syer von Poo-pasch!
Haha
An’ I’m… ...I’m…
Luddi! Lookit! Mon-syer von Poo-pasch got his bum wet!
I’m the Lady von Bustewitz!
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Hmph, you two and your idiot games.
We’re going to play something intelligent now.
Okay, what? You’ll see. Come over here.
Why are you tying us to the sleigh, Luddi?
What’s a drooler, Luddi?
Because you’re playing my subjects.
But why must we pull you, Luddi? Because I’m playing the ruler.
Someone who royally drools!
R-u-l-e-r! You brain-eaters!
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And from now on, you call me “your highness”.
I’m the first minister! Hup hup, pull faster!
An’... An’ I’m, I’m, uh, I’m a… fairy minister.
What kind of useless subjects are you!
I demand absolute obedience!
Nonsense! T here’s no such thing as a fairy minister! T hen I don’t want to be a subject, either.
What the hell?
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Hoho!
Bull’s eye!
Hey fart catcher!
Heh-hehh!
Shit-sack!
Heh-heh!
Hans Assing!
Luddi, do they mean us?
No, or is your name Hans something?
LUDVIG VAN SHITHOVEN.
Ha, are your crap brothers already clearin’ out?
Take that back, or…
Or?
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We’re going back home now, come on! T hey do mean us, Luddi!