La tira me ha recordado un dicho popular que escuchaba en mi infancia -de eso hace una eternidad-: “El viejo mal hablado hace el niño mal educado”. Y en la actualidad nunca mejor plasmado, y con acierto genial en cada una de las viñetas cuidando los distintos planos. ¡Adelante! Saludos, A.
“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if word of his exploits were shared by means of settlers about many a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a unanimated butt apart from us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench first continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be ready to wager a adequate piece of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search more than the wet one’s whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my hip to the bend slung across my back.
¿Y ese tío con esas gafillas tan molonas consiente que le llamen Antoñito?
La tira me ha recordado un dicho popular que escuchaba en mi infancia -de eso hace una eternidad-: “El viejo mal hablado hace el niño mal educado”. Y en la actualidad nunca mejor plasmado, y con acierto genial en cada una de las viñetas cuidando los distintos planos. ¡Adelante! Saludos, A.
Muchas gracias a tí, Antoño, por estar siempre tan atento a nuestras irreverendeces…
El de las gafillas… cómo mínimo: Anthony. (y me arriesgo a un Jordi).
Bosco, yo me inclino más a que se llama Bosco. Incluso Pelayo podría servir…
“I haven’t seen you in these parts,” the barkeep said, sidling over and above to where I sat. “Repute’s Bao.” He stated it exuberantly, as if word of his exploits were shared by means of settlers about many a ‚lan in Aeternum.
He waved to a unanimated butt apart from us, and I returned his token with a nod. He filled a field-glasses and slid it to me across the stained red wood of the bench first continuing.
“As a betting man, I’d be ready to wager a adequate piece of invent you’re in Ebonscale Reach in search more than the wet one’s whistle and sights,” he said, eyes glancing from the sword sheathed on my hip to the bend slung across my back.
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