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[Aug. 12th, 2008|04:43 pm]
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ar prieku caurlūkoju šādu grāmatu: 
X–TREME LATIN 
Lingua Latina Extrema 
Unleash Your Inner Gladiator! 
by Henry Beard (Henricus Barbatus) 

Lūk, ar kādu jauku stāstiņu tā iesākas.

NARRATIUNCULA
A LITTLE STORY 

Puellae filiae agricolarum sunt 
The girls are the daughters of the farmers 

Puellae pulchrae sunt 
The girls are pretty 

Puellae nautas in via spectant 
The girls see the sailors in the street 

Nautae pulchri sunt 
The sailors are hunks 

Puellae nautas salutant 
The girls say hello to the sailors 

O malam fortunam! Nautae male mares sunt 
Too bad! The sailors are homos 

Nautae ad puellas digitos impudicos porrigunt 
The sailors give the girls the finger 

Puellae nautas appellant 
The girls call out to the sailors 

“Speramus naviculam misellam vestram ad scopulum adlisam iri summersum” 
“We hope your stupid boat hits a rock and sinks” 

Puellae in forum descendere destinant et ibi mercimonium furari 
The girls decide to go down to the mall and shoplift some stuff 

Omnes paucis annis prosedae erunt
In a few years they will all be hookers
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From:[info]kemune
Date:August 12th, 2008 - 05:00 pm
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Catapultum habeo - nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis ad capul tuum saxum immane mittam.

"I have a catapult. Give me all the money or I will fling an enormous rock at your head."
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From:[info]kemune
Date:August 12th, 2008 - 05:00 pm
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jābūt 'caput'
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From:[info]dooora
Date:August 12th, 2008 - 05:06 pm
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Caput Dolet, Pedes Fetent, Iesum Non Amo
My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, and I Don’t Love Jesus