Hace unos días acabé de leer "A Dirty Job", de Christopher Moore. Aunque el final no me acabó de convencer, es un libro bastante entretenido, en la línea de Douglas Adams (uno de mis escritores favoritos) o Terry Pratchett.
En el tercer capítulo aparece un manual llamado "The Great Big Book of Death". El texto lo describe así:
"The cover was shiny, like a children's picture book, with a colorful illustration of a grinning skeleton with tiny people impaled on his fingertips, and all of them appeared to be having the time of their lives, as if they were enjoying a carnival ride that just happened to involve having a gaping hole being punched through the chest. It was festive -lots of flowers and candy in primary colors, done in the style of Mexican folk art. The Great Big Book of Death, was the title, spelled out across the top of the cover in cheerful, human femur font letters."
Y yo lo he interpretado así:
En el tercer capítulo aparece un manual llamado "The Great Big Book of Death". El texto lo describe así:
"The cover was shiny, like a children's picture book, with a colorful illustration of a grinning skeleton with tiny people impaled on his fingertips, and all of them appeared to be having the time of their lives, as if they were enjoying a carnival ride that just happened to involve having a gaping hole being punched through the chest. It was festive -lots of flowers and candy in primary colors, done in the style of Mexican folk art. The Great Big Book of Death, was the title, spelled out across the top of the cover in cheerful, human femur font letters."
Y yo lo he interpretado así:
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Edgar con un aspirador en la espalda a lo Ghostbuster aspirando bots.
Pues sí. No hay más remedio :(
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