NLP Kortverhaal
One day I went to the beach. There were ponies, and I was very happy. My mother wanted us to shoot them with guns loaded with live ammunition. I, however, didn’t want to harm them, because I am really fond of them. But they were on fire anyway, so we decided to end their agony and torch them with gasoline. When we were done, they smelt of burnt cabbages, like we expected.
waren dat zilveren ponies?
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noudat jy dit noem…moontlik…
ons ponie is egter veilig. hy slaap net so 'n bietjie.
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huh?! I don't get it!
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the computer did
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Dis Yolanda Barnard se ponies wat soos cabbage ruik. Of dalk, Yolanda self.
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