TheTyroFisherman
He had been fishing patiently for several hours without a bite when a small urchin strolled up.”Any luck, mister?” He called out.”Run away, boy,” growled the angler, in gruff tones. “No offence, sir,” said the boy , as he walked away,”only I just wanted to say that my father keeps a fish shop down to the right, sir.”
The tyro fisherman, in the excitement of his first catch, kept on reeling the poor little fish until his jaws were pressing against the rod.
“All you got to do now, neighbor,”exclaimed an old timer,” is to climb the pole and choke him to death.”
钓鱼新手
一个小流浪儿遛哒过来时他已经耐心地钓了几个小时，但没有鱼咬钩。“运气怎么样，先生？”小孩叫道。“走开，小孩，”钓鱼人用粗暴的声音叫道。“别生气，先生，‘孩子一边走开一边说，”我只想说我爸爸有个鱼铺子，就在右边那儿，先生。“这个钓鱼新手，钓到第一条鱼后欣喜若狂。他一直拉起钓着的那条鱼直到他自己的下颚都碰到竿了。”我的邻人，现在你要做的就是，“旁边一个老手嚷道，”爬到竿顶，把那条鱼掐死。”
