Saturday, 22 February 2014

Lupin the Third - The Castle of Cagliostro

Probably the best Lupin the 3rd's movie ever, the Castle of Cagliostro offers a lot of action in the smallest and unknown state of Cagliostro, "the smallest state in the world". I don't know where this state is, but it's probably somewhere around Italy, if we look at the huge spaghetti with meatballs tray that Lupin and Jigen get in a tavern.

After a quick conversation with the waitress about rings, princesses and so on, they start with an original spaghetti fight with fork and spoon.

There are no written rules for spaghetti fight, and no instructions left from Our Saucy Lord. They fight it with a fork and a spoon, so that would surely be different from an hypothetical Italian version of the game, which would be played only with a fork.

But at the end the winner in both cases would be Jigen: thanks to a quick rotation of his tools , he creates a huge spaghetti ball, making it bouncing from the tray to his dish. Well played, Jigen, the holy match is yours.

Thursday, 6 February 2014

Piratish way to share

A young man saw an elderly pirate couple at a restaurant. He noticed that they had ordered one meal and an extra cup. Being somewhat stereotypical pirates, one had a peg leg and the other had an eye patch.

As he watched, Pirate A carefully divided the fish filet in half, then counted out the fries until each had half of them.

Then Pirate A poured half of the beer into the extra cup and set that in front of Pirate B. Pirate A then began to eat, while Pirate B sat and watched. 

The young man decided to ask if they would allow him to purchase a second meal so that they would not have to split theirs. But Pirate A said, "Oh no. We've been married for 50 years, and everything has always been, and will always be, shared fifty-fifty.

The young man then asked if Pirate B was going to eat. The response? 
"Not yet. It's A's turn with the teeth."

Wednesday, 5 February 2014

Death talking between two old pirates

Two old pirates were sitting at the local pub drinking, as they always have a “few” beers. This day, however they were feeling kind of affectionately maudlin.

"So, Alvilda, my buddy.. After I die would you pour a couple of beers over my grave? If you go first, I'll do the same for you."

Alvilda said, "Why certainly! We can do even more beers than that! But so as not to waste 'em, the only thing I’d ask is we could run ‘em through our bladders first?"