LEEBOON !!!! (CONTES)

20zero a écrit:Fatim tu recommences avec tes xouli beut et tes signe.laisses la souris et tapes sur le clavier

20zero a écrit:nos ancetres disaient cette verité "galou dof dou ter".alez y rek ce qui arrivera arrivera et gare a ceux qui ne s'y été pas prepares.moi dé j'en suis a a vos marques pret il ne me reste que le partez.je ne me donnerai pas la peine de vous traduire le lepp de mom dofbi,c'est plein de tric et de trac et aussi de troc,ya meme trec.mais si vous insistez je vous le traduit vite fait

Man Dofbi a écrit:

Fatim, toi beaucoup rire dé ! Xanaa tu as de belles dents ?

Man Dofbi a écrit:

PARAMASSAGINDANG!



A man had two wifes, one was called Rama and the other Bintou. They were living together in the same house. One day one wife was making the food and the following day it was the turn of the other. Bintou could not cook good and her husband was not happy with her. The second wife could make very nice food and her husband was always happy.

Bintou got very jealous of Rama. And she started to do something very terrible. Do you know what?

Anytime that Rama was making the food, Bintou was waiting for her to go to fetch water from the well. And than she was going to kitchen. She was opening the pan where the nice food of Rama was cooking and she was shitting in it. After she was putting the cover back and went away.

Rama could not make nice food anymore. Anything she cooked, she had to throw it away because there was shit in it and she didn’t know where it was coming from. Her husband was not happy with her anymore. She became very sad. She could no longer sleep and she could not eat. She was crying all the time and she was getting thinner and thinner, so thin that she was almost a skeleton.

Bintou, during that time was very happy.

One day, when Rama was going to the market, she met an old woman.

“What’s happening with you, Rama ?”, asked the old woman. “You used to be so happy and healthy and beautiful. What’s the matter?”

Rama said : “I’m very sad because anytime that I make food, it tastes good and smells good until I go to the well to fetch water. But when I come back, the food smells shit and no one can it.”

“I’m going to help you”, said the old woman. She gave her a horn. “Next time, when you’ll go to the well to fetch water, put this horn in your pan.”

Rama went back home and started to cook. When came the time to go to the well and fetch water, she put the horn in the pan and went out.

Bintou came to the kitchen, like usual, and open the pan. But when she put her ass above and wanted to shit, the horn jumped out of the pan and went into her ass. Paraggg!

She ran out of the kitchen. But than, when she was walking, the horn inside her ass was screaming very loud, so that every could hear it : “Paramassagindang! Paramassagindang!”

And when she was sitting or lying down, the horn was screaming: “Juungel! Juungel!”

Everybody was asking her : “Hé, Bintou, what is it that is always following you and screaming so loud?” But she was never answering. She was avoiding people. That went on for days. She could not eat or sleep any more. She became thin like a skeleton.

Rama, during those days, was making very nice food again. No more shit in her pan. She became very beautiful again and her husband was happy with her.

Bintou, on her side, with the horn in her ass did not know what to do. One day she met the old woman who told her. : “Bintou, I know what you have and I can tell you how to make it stop.”

“Oh, please tell me!”, begged Bintou.

“There’s only one way to make it stop”, said the old woman, “You must call the whole village and say, in front of everybody, what you did for this to happen to you.”

“In front of everybody? I would die of shame. Oh, please, old woman, find another solution.”

“That’s the only solution”, repeated the old woman. “You are a jealous wife. And when jealousy make you do something ugly to someone else, the only right solution is shame.”

Bintou went back home, even more sad than before. “How to call everybody and tell everything? No, I will not do that.” And she stayed with the horn screaming in her ass.

Paramssagindang!

After a few days, she couldn’t hold it any more and she called the whole village. Everybody came. She stood in the middle of the crowd and began to cry.

“Why did you call us?” asked somebody.

-I really cannot say it.

- Than let us go back to our activities.

- Oh no, please don’t go! I’m ashamed to say it but I must say it.

And she went on crying. They thought she was crazy and started to leave. She ran to hold them and said : “Okey, I tell you now.”

The people stopped. She hid her face in her hands and said: “Well, what happened is that I was doing something very bad… Oh how can I say it? … Please wait, don’t go. You know, anytime that Rama was making food, I was waiting until she went to the well to fetch water and than… and than… Oh please… I was going to the kitchen… O please don’t go… You must listen to me… I was going to the kitchen… I was opening the… Oh how can I say it ?”

“you must say it” said the old woman, “otherwise, there will be always that horn in your ass”.

Bintou recognize the voice of the old woman and got afraid. She said : “I was opening the pan and I was shitting in it.”

Immediately, the horn came out of her ass and fell on the ground, in front of all the people.

Her husband said to her: “Get out of my house, Bintou. I don’t want to be your husband anymore.”

She went away very ashamed.

Rama stayed, making nicer food and feeling happier and happier.

Nemam a écrit:hahaha ça m'étonne pas de toi Man Nit Ki ne parle que de toi Donc ce sont tes propres textes

Nemam a écrit:ah ok ils sont réussis en tout cas trés captivant et intéressants. Tu n'as pas un texte sur mame Kumba bang c'est le rab de st louis.

Man Dofbi a écrit:Attendons Petit thiam, il doit se souvenir des histoires que lui racontait sa grand-mère.

Ok j'y vais !

THIAM Babel a écrit:Nemam elle fait semblant de comprendre mais tuss, rien, nada, elle ne capte que dale !

Ok j'y vais !

maman gaye a écrit: je salu tou le monde .j sui nouvelle ds se site alor avo bic .gro bisou a tou le monde