fčérasomsynadúbrafkeuvedomyl, akomákašdágenerácyja svojskyštýlhumorovačky. rosprávalysatamštyry cyrkavogenerácyju mladšyježeny ajednapovedala:
"tytovam musympovedať, tosmesanasmjaly. bolysmesholkamanakafy (afzátvorkachmam asypatrne tedyftedy, kedysa eštemohlo) aholkymapovedaly:
ňjé, jasom poprababyčke, ktorásatiešvolala anička, tiešmaladvakluky atiešsa f8a20irokochrosvedla. tiešmylovalakone afšetkésvjératá, alef6a40ich zomrela. takžemasbýva ušlen necelych7rokou.
aajtuná nadúbrafke safšetkézúčastnenénasmjaly, ybalenja nie.
yesterday, at doubravka, I realized how each generation has its own style of humor. There were four circuses talking about a generation younger women, and one said:
"You, I have to tell you that, we laughed. We were with the girls for coffee (and in brackets I have probably it i when it was still possible) and the girls told me:
you will live to be 100 years old!!!
No, I'm after my great-grandmother, who was also called Anicka, too
she had two boys and also divorced in the 28 years. she also loved horses and all animals, but she died in 46 years. so I only have less than 7 years left.
and even a ton of oak groves, everyone involved laughed, only me not.