斯丁莫迪 · 6 Stink and the Ultimate Thumb-Wrestling SmackKdown
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"Did Mom and Dad read the note? Are you in trouble?" Judy asked Stink. "I won't be seeing my allowance till I'm a teenager," said Stink. "AND I have to think up a new sport." Stink ran up to his room. "This is not the end of Shark Hammersmash," he whispered to his thumb mask. No fair! Stink was pencil-snapping mad. He slammed his hand fist-down on his desk. Yikes. He snapped a pencil right in half. Stink did not know his own strength! Stink had the stamina to snap more pencils. Suddenly, Stink felt like punching stuff. Stink felt like kicking stuff. Stink felt like chopping stuff with his bare hands. Stink had a new strategy— he, Stink E. Moody, would be the new karate kid! So what if he did not have a karate uniform? He pulled on his blue bathrobe. He wrapped the belt around his waist (twice) and tied it in a knot. Presto! Stink was already a blue belt. Ka-pow! Stink threw a vertical punch. Keeyah! Trading cards went flying off the mirror. Kapoom! He kicked his sand-dollar collection off the shelf. Stink pulled back his elbow and wham! He
“爸爸妈妈看了纸条吗?” 你遇到麻烦了吗?”朱迪问臭臭。 “我要到十几岁才能领到零花钱,”臭臭说。 “我还得想出一项新的运动。” 臭臭跑进了他的房间。“这不是《鲨鱼锤击》的结局,”他对着拇指面具低声说。 不公平!臭臭疯了。 他的手狠狠地拍在桌子上。 呵。他把铅笔啪地一声折成两半。 臭臭不知道自己的力量!臭臭有足够的毅力折断更多的铅笔。 突然,臭臭想捶东西。 臭味就像踢东西。 臭臭感觉就像徒手砍东西。 臭臭有了新策略——他,臭臭E。 穆迪,就是新来的空手道小子!如果他没有空手道制服呢? 他穿上蓝色的浴袍。 他把腰带绕在腰上(两次),打了个结。 您看!臭小子已经是蓝带了。 Ka-pow !臭臭垂直一拳。 Keeyah !交易卡从镜子上飞了出来。 Kapoom !他把收藏的沙元从架子上踢了下来。 臭臭收回他的胳膊肘,砰的一声!他
knocked out the Hulk, Iron Man, Wolverine, Sabretooth, and all four of the Fantastic Four. Stink karate-kicked the air. Ha-cha! His cardboard guitar fell off the wall. Yee-ah! His lava lamp almost tipped over. Youch. One kick to the wall, and he ripped his original Star Wars poster and his Super Reading Award certificate. There just wasn't enough room for a super high-flying ultra-death-defying karate kick. Stink ran across the hall to Judy's room. He stuck one leg out and gave a super-duper, mile-high-flying foot jab way up in the air. BANZAI!
打败了绿巨人、钢铁侠、金刚狼、剑齿虎和神奇四侠。 臭臭挥舞着空手道。 Ha-cha !他的纸板吉他从墙上掉了下来。 Yee-ah !他的熔岩灯差点倾覆。 Youch。一脚踢到墙上,他撕毁了自己的原版《星球大战》海报和超级阅读奖证书。 只是没有足够的空间让他飞得很高,不顾死亡的空手道一脚。 臭臭穿过大厅跑到朱迪的房间。 他伸出一条腿,在空中踢了一脚。 万岁! !
Uh-oh. Something fell and crashed to the floor. E-I-E-I-O! Judy's trophy! Her Giraffe Award— the third-grade prize she'd won for sticking her
哦。有什么东西掉了下来,摔在地板上。 E-I-E-I-O !朱迪的奖杯!她的长颈鹿奖——那是她在三年级的时候因为捅她而获得的奖
neck out for others— had just become the Headless Giraffe Award. Stink duck-taped it back together. Good as new! Almost. He hid the now-wobbly, bobbleheaded Giraffe Award behind some piles of Nancy Drew books. He ran downstairs to tell Mom and Dad all about his new sport. Mom said karate was right up Stink's alley. Dad went online and signed him up for a class! Stink could not wait to get started. In the living room, he karate-chopped the encyclopedia. Youch! In the kitchen, he karate-chopped spaghetti, pretzel sticks, and a box of cereal. Mood Flakes flew across the floor. In the TV room, he spied Judy's lost-and-found pencil collection sitting on a shelf. Perfect! U-na-gi! With each karate chop, another pencil went zinging through the air. Smiley-face pencils, Student-of-the-Week pencils, Virginia Dare School pencils.
它刚刚成为无头长颈鹿奖。 臭鸭用胶带把它粘在一起了。 像新的一样!几乎。他把长颈鹿奖藏在一堆南希·德鲁的书后面。 他跑下楼去告诉爸爸妈妈他的新运动。 妈妈说臭臭对空手道很在行。 爸爸上网帮他报了一个班!臭臭等不及要开始了。 在客厅里,他用空手道把百科全书劈成了碎片。 Youch !在厨房里,他准备了用空手道切碎的意大利面、椒盐脆饼条和一盒麦片。 情绪碎片在地板上飞舞。 在电视室里,他发现朱迪的失物招领处的铅笔收藏放在架子上。 完美!U-na-gi !随着空手道的每一击,又一支铅笔在空中发出刺耳的响声。 笑脸铅笔,每周学生铅笔,弗吉尼亚戴尔学校铅笔。
"Stink!" Judy yelled at her pencil-snapping, cuckoo-head brother. "So what? These are just loser pencils you found on the floor at school." "I'm collecting them. To show the principal how many pencils are wasted." Stink held up his hand. "Don't talk to me. Talk to The Hand. This bad boy is a human chopping machine. It can't stop. It has to chop."
“臭!”朱迪对着她那叼铅笔、脑袋傻乎乎的弟弟大吼大叫。 “那又怎样?这些只是你在学校地板上捡到的废铅笔。” “我正在收集它们。让校长看看我们浪费了多少铅笔。” 臭臭举起手。“别跟我说话。 跟首相谈谈。这个坏小子是人类切肉机。 它停不下来。它必须被切碎。”
