Alright, first of all let us decide the names, or do we leave them
nameless. Better nameless. Their struggle was of survival, not that it
really matters in a desert because when you have sand all around and sun
glowing at its best, up above the world so high, like a SMILEY in the sky. In a desert 5 losers had only bottle of kratieschzoff (pronounced as cra-ft—panipa-t—scr-ee-ch—schzoff, consider
the italicized letters between words for pronunciation), now if you are
done with trying how it is pronounced then we may move on to the
story?!
So, yes, kratieschzoff, a desert drink, made with cactus juice to avoid dehydration. You know dehydration right? Just Kidding, I am sure you might know what dehydration is. You know right? Just in case, you don’t…. Then I can’t help, better google it. Anyways going back to the story, 5 gunmen, a desert, one bottle of kratieschzoff, with the sun looking like a :).
Kratieschzoff bottle was black translucent, with golden shield like label on it. On its neck it had a golden wrapper, which allowed it to look like an alcoholic drink. What, you thought it is something addictive? No its not. Well, it is, to some extent, because it helps avoid dehydration in a desert. But it is nothing wrong, as it could be, you can have it too, and if you do find it share it with me too, I have only heard about it, but never tasted it, drinking a cactus juice would be interesting, won’t it?
So coming back to the story, there were 5 gunmen, weird, ugly, good, bad, policeman and an ordinary ranger. The ranger had the kratieschzoff, by his side tied to his jacket on the right. He just stopped by to drink it, but the weird was sitting nearby, he noticed the kratieschzoff but ranger didn’t notice the weird guy. The weird guy was noticed by the good because he wanted to help the weird guy so he came running for him. You didn’t understand how did the good notice the weird? Well, he was at a distance, with a binocular exploring for someone who needed help, so he found this weird guy and came running. Understood? If not then I can’t help…….. Even google can’t, here. It’s my story after all. So then just accept that good found the weird and hence the kratieschzoff.
And then because good came running, bad did too. After all where there is good there is bad. But bad was being chased by the police so, the police man reached there and everyone found the full bottle of kratieschzoff. Now because everyone was practically running and it was hot, hot as in HOT, really HOT, you got it how? If not then google “heat in thar desert” “without quotes” and you will know how hot. So everyone was tired, dehydrated, thirsty and there was only one bottle of kratieschzoff, so it was a struggle of survival, and they all had a gun. So what would happen? They all looked at each other, they all pulled out their guns, pointed at each other and suddenly, very confidently, the good put his gun back to his holster and said, “Everyone, you may keep your guns ready, anything wrong and you may shoot”. Everyone was all tensed up. They looked at each other, the good turned around, stopped his gaze at the ranger and said “May I have a sip of your kratieschzoff if you don’t mind?”, bewildered ranger nodded positively. Very confidently the good went up to the ranger, pulled out the kratieschzoff, swallowed almost half a liter capped it back and put it in its holder hanging on his right, said thanks and made his way back.
Moral of the story “if you look confident you can pull off anything”. Disagree?? Just consider what I did to you!
And you did google kratieschzoff or took it seriously for sometime, didn't you??? See what I did to you. ;)
So, yes, kratieschzoff, a desert drink, made with cactus juice to avoid dehydration. You know dehydration right? Just Kidding, I am sure you might know what dehydration is. You know right? Just in case, you don’t…. Then I can’t help, better google it. Anyways going back to the story, 5 gunmen, a desert, one bottle of kratieschzoff, with the sun looking like a :).
Kratieschzoff bottle was black translucent, with golden shield like label on it. On its neck it had a golden wrapper, which allowed it to look like an alcoholic drink. What, you thought it is something addictive? No its not. Well, it is, to some extent, because it helps avoid dehydration in a desert. But it is nothing wrong, as it could be, you can have it too, and if you do find it share it with me too, I have only heard about it, but never tasted it, drinking a cactus juice would be interesting, won’t it?
So coming back to the story, there were 5 gunmen, weird, ugly, good, bad, policeman and an ordinary ranger. The ranger had the kratieschzoff, by his side tied to his jacket on the right. He just stopped by to drink it, but the weird was sitting nearby, he noticed the kratieschzoff but ranger didn’t notice the weird guy. The weird guy was noticed by the good because he wanted to help the weird guy so he came running for him. You didn’t understand how did the good notice the weird? Well, he was at a distance, with a binocular exploring for someone who needed help, so he found this weird guy and came running. Understood? If not then I can’t help…….. Even google can’t, here. It’s my story after all. So then just accept that good found the weird and hence the kratieschzoff.
And then because good came running, bad did too. After all where there is good there is bad. But bad was being chased by the police so, the police man reached there and everyone found the full bottle of kratieschzoff. Now because everyone was practically running and it was hot, hot as in HOT, really HOT, you got it how? If not then google “heat in thar desert” “without quotes” and you will know how hot. So everyone was tired, dehydrated, thirsty and there was only one bottle of kratieschzoff, so it was a struggle of survival, and they all had a gun. So what would happen? They all looked at each other, they all pulled out their guns, pointed at each other and suddenly, very confidently, the good put his gun back to his holster and said, “Everyone, you may keep your guns ready, anything wrong and you may shoot”. Everyone was all tensed up. They looked at each other, the good turned around, stopped his gaze at the ranger and said “May I have a sip of your kratieschzoff if you don’t mind?”, bewildered ranger nodded positively. Very confidently the good went up to the ranger, pulled out the kratieschzoff, swallowed almost half a liter capped it back and put it in its holder hanging on his right, said thanks and made his way back.
Moral of the story “if you look confident you can pull off anything”. Disagree?? Just consider what I did to you!
And you did google kratieschzoff or took it seriously for sometime, didn't you??? See what I did to you. ;)
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