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... The parables of continuous Shelburne Shelburne

The parable of colors

At that time there was a nice market, crowded of people who buy everything. But
were put out by the tyrant and said that no one could buy or vinda fabrics of blue, because they were the symbol of the prince, and his sickly fairy tales.
This was done, and no one bought more blue cloth.

But then again the messengers returned saying that you could neither buy nor vinda of green cloth, because the colors reminded of Robin Hood, and his friends thieves.
And so it was done, and no one bought it.

And then put them back to prohibit buying or vinda of yellow cloth, which offended the Sun, and the white ones that offended the Moon, and no one will bought for such colors.

And then back again to prohibit the fabrics of pink and brown ones, and those of any other color that was not gray.

And so the world turned gray, and disappeared vitality and even smile on the faces of children. And who wants to understand

understand, so the others are so full of pride who do not will never understand.

Word of Shelburne.

The parable of flavors.

At that time they were the messengers of the tyrant and said that those who had eaten of the salt would have been imprisoned, because salt retains fluids and make you fat, which is bad for your health and mind of the tyrant. They returned

the messengers of the tyrant and said that those who ate sugar or something sweet would be imprisoned, because sugar makes you fat, which is bad for your health and mind of the tyrant.

And yet returned to prohibit the pungent and spicy, and heard about the new flavor of the broth, also forbade that, and each diner would eat only unleavened bread and water, to give honor to the tyrant.

Despite much love for them, however, the people, ungrateful, complaining of that food without flavor. But he, the tyrant, rebuked them for wanting to offend, eating salty food, who could not eat, and eating the cake, the one who could not make use, and so on.
In his great wisdom
the tyrant retired to his room, letting the people murmured.

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The parable of the restaurant.

At that time a traveler was eating his dinner in a restaurant, and had already raised the fork to spear a bite of pork chop, which had just cut, when the owner of the restaurant took his plate from under the fork.
- What insolence is this? - Snapped the traveler, with the fork still in the air.
- I'm sorry, sir, but that gentleman over there is Muslim and are offended if you eat pork, which, you know, according to his faith is very impure. -
- Mica eat it to him f or him, who'd understand ... he has to take offense of what I eat? -
- you can eat pork at home, but this is a public place, and you can not offend other people's ideas -
- those of others, no, but as mine is? -
- Lord, do not v'inquietate for charity, which will bring you a beautiful Florentine steak, that this is not pork. -
The traveler, who was an easygoing type, and to prove it had settled on the stool, which served as chair, agreed to return, for the sake of peace, but added
- Bring me a red one, however good, is that with the Florentine his death! -
- We Brunello di Montalcino excellent vintage -
- This pleases me, take it then. -
And after a short time came with a wonderful bottle
- Feel how wonderful, fragrance that comes out of my basement quest'orgoglio! -
- I have to agree that's a nice drink. Come on, pour - said, raising his glass
- You do not want to drink on an empty stomach? -
- Heavens no, wait for the Florentine -
The man walked away, but while the traveler was lost in thought, he came back, poured the brunello from the glass back into the bottle and was about to leave
- What the hell .. .? -
- s'inquieti not for charity, but you should also know that wine is impure and offensive a devout Muslim -
The traveler was about to open his mouth, but that had already moved away with the bottle.
And shortly after he returned with a jug of cold water.
- Believe me there is nothing better than a shot of pure, crystalline source -
- will - he resigned the wayfarer, unconvinced.
But finally his face brightened at the sight of a juicy steak and overflowing.
- Urca, if magna! - Finally exclaimed cheerfully.
But he had just cut a nice piece of meat smoking, and had stabbed his fork, lifting it up to the mouth craving, when someone took the fork out of hand, threw the cut piece into the pot, and took away the steak.
- For thousands and thousands of dunes of the Sahara, which does all this mean? -
- unfortunately - whispered embarrassed owner of the restaurant - has entered the Indian gentleman, and, you know, their religion is very offensive to eat meat of cows ... but can I do for a bass that will make you Aquolina in the mouth! -
- Go for bass - the traveler agreed, while eating
- Oh no! - Interjected another traveler who had come just at that moment - as a vegetarian I can not allow that use is made of meat animals. Are eggs, milk, tasty vegetables, fruits and plenty to eat -
- Fruits, vegetables, eggs and milk? Ma .. This is fine, but soon, the My stomach complaint with arrogance! -
- Wait a minute! - Interrupted another traveler came at that moment - I am vegan, and I will not let you eat eggs, or milk, which are foods that come from farms ... oh, you do not know what horrors, such as lager these farms are for those poor animals, which instead should live free and wild. -
- And then go for fruits and vegetables -
- ... but that is not captured on the tree! You can eat only what naturally falls from the tree, and nothing else -
The traveler, however, at this point lost patience, and what happened next is very unbecoming to tell.

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The parable a wonderful visit.

At that time we discussed with the family on where to go on vacation.
The father proposed to go up the river Ister to the two cities of Buda and Pest, and maybe even beyond, up to that village where Possoni eat more pork chops for those that are breaded in Mediolanum.
The youngest son, a lover of Norse fjords, and suggested instead the Costa Brava.
Dipietrus jumped up, all red and exclaimed, with eyes of
sling - But I say, I say, if you say you like the fjords ... c'azzecca that the Costa Brava?
fjords If you said, I anderessi in Denmark! -
- The fjords are Norway - pointed out the usual prissy
- And if I was in Denmark, staressi not so far away from Norway, I say -
snapped Dipietrus even more red, and eyes even more wide open.
At this point, the blonde daughter eagerly outside his preference for a holiday in Germany, among the tribes of the Cimbri and the Teutons, peaceful and cheerful. Salsiccine and beer in large quantities.
But his mother cut him short.
- Too many choices, so as not to hurt anybody, we all wrong. Choose the "neutral". He stays at home. -
And so it was said, and it was done.
Amen.

Word of Shelburne.

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