Take the air from me, not the forward button!
We have a cousin who was born in the world-eating America and has never seen Iran. They had just bought him a mobile phone, and in the family channel meetings, it was decided to give him the honor of being an ad. Since he did not know Farsi, it was decided that I would speak English
I have mastered until I go to school by bus every day, I want to be his translator. That is, I would get up in the morning and write the English translation under the posts that my relatives had posted in the morning:
welcome to
Thursday, say hello to Monday
And similar sentences. Once they posted a video and wrote under it, “Be careful not to burst out laughing.” I myself listen to them in this situation and am very careful, but it seems that my cousin was not careful. That is, when I wrote to him: please be informed, it can cut your body, he immediately left the group and deactivated his telegram. Later we found out that my cousin had thought that ISIS had attacked the group, and I was hospitalized in the ICU for three days.
It was there that I asked myself in the original language: really why?
What was this telegram really? Didn’t he say he lowered his head and entered our life? What happened to us? Why did we become like this? Yesterday, someone posted a picture of Alfred Hitchcock and wrote Winston Churchill two dots under it, “If France dies, beauty dies; If Germany dies, a power is dead; If Britain dies, politics dies; But if a part of the Middle East dies, treason will die!” That is, with these few words, he had insulted Sadaf Taherian, Separ Pikan, Ahmadinejad and Trump in that order. When you ask them, where is the reference of your article? They say: Begging for thought. Someone came and put a picture of the American highways under it and wrote, “The storm is behind the people of America, but they follow the driving rules and drive between the lanes while the Iranians are running away from the storm.” Then, in the photo, there are a series of cars on the freeway, heading towards the storm. That is, if a fool asks those drivers, where are they in such a hurry? The party says that we will go to the middle of the storm to drink soda. Or someone else wrote from the words of Jean-Paul Sartre, an expert in traditional medicine, to his daughter: “My child, greet the sparrows in the morning and love the flowers. Don’t forget a glass of warm milk at night.” Now Simon de Beauvoir of that world should grab his collar and say “We didn’t have children, traitor, your political struggles were with me, hello to the sparrows and warm milk with that one of your family?” So why do you forward anything? Before that, do a search to see if Sartre had children at all.
phlegm and soda specialist with greetings to the sparrows? In short, I’m tired, I cut it, I can’t bear this volume of forwards and copies and repeated content and motivational statements and rumors and lies that are all circulating in Telegram. Show me a telegram house, I want to fire the forward button.
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This post is written by ashabibi1355