impressinor, new words and kak
[scene: muinzenburg beach, surfer’s corner, high noon, great weather, good surf, the beach is poes full, three friends, parked in a new’ish suv]
"... the best way to wake from any sleep, is out of your own, gently maybe? but out of your own body’s rhythm is the best, I skut, I don’t graan mense that wake you up so wild wild wild... "
"but aweh, judge poes gevriet, you mos also always get so technical... so then onto the subject of impressions or being a prisoner to them, or both? introducing an impressinor, fixed in a trance like life of permy wanting to impress the ouens, so much so that all the kings ouens and all the kings mense went blind... I can mos also fucking make up words... . tsak!"
"first impressions impress... repeated impressions pave... inbred impressions last... or something like that?"
"yay first impressions last for a second sometimes naier... for an impression to last foreverinty would require the changing of the hands of time
to overlook the perfection of that first impression, that you sieker think is sooo kwai, and you sieker jus if you think that I’m gonna live my whole life by a little sentence – says peter"
"that’s how you always wanna get out of a moerse kak praat session you nai – says rory"
"but can you see, it work befok – says poes"
"your hair look kak with that mentality"
"nai the ouens don’t mean to swear but try to engage the brain atleastens man yor"
"its like my bru blade-of-grass say, we already in their heads, now you must come check, what is the ouens koppeling while they not looking still, a self extracting executable, locked in a verse, sitting in your head, waiting to be triggered by a bomb of hook, as simple as AWEH MY BRU! – love recognizing herself"
"why must we brag? why must we wear a jus suit tailor made pleat nommer before this mense take you kop-toe, aweh its kwai and stuff, but its mos not essential, not really"
"nai you right bra, help your brother rather with the school fees bra or even better, take the lighties out of school and teach them well and let them lead the way"
"bonus points for helping your brother without getting caught"
"you then wys"
"but aweh, nobody smaak to play that game mos"
"is that cuppy loaded YO!!!!? "
"plus now she skiet me! HEY!"
"bra, I’m like, just KAK cool and calm... .I’m just like, but with a MOERSE pause first – hey – I say it in small caps bra! she’s sieker thinking to herself: oh my poes, how the poes can anybody be so fucking sexy"
"but when she asked me for a light, then I knew: STICKERTJIE!"
"my bru she asked you for a vark lighter, how’t the jus does that make a sticker?"
"she’s a fucking stickertjie, you can mos see"
"what can I see?"
"yay, you just being difficult, the thing is a stickertjie"
"yor now she’s soema ‘the thing’ why must you be so rude"
"yay your poes gwala my! she will still become wys of THE OUENS, you mos know how THE OUENS dala, you mos know how THE OUENS did dala the NOMMER!!!"
"yay hou jou bek you talking through your naat again, pass the vark spliff you nai!!!
"how’s tiema them?"
"that mense’s house burnt down bra!"