SklepProverbs Wykresy i Statystyki Steam
| Identyfikator aplikacji | 3083300 |
| Typ aplikacji | GAME |
| Deweloperzy | Mark Ffrench |
| Wydawcy | Divide The Plunder |
| Kategorie | Single-player, Osiągnięcia Steam, Steam Cloud, Udostępnianie rodziny |
| Gatunki | Rekreacyjne |
| Data premiery | 7 List, 2024 |
42 W grze
126 Szczyt wszech czasów
90,34 Ocena
Wykresy Steam
42 W grze
126 Szczyt wszech czasów
90,34 Ocena
Recenzje
Obsługiwane języki
| English | French |
| Italian | German |
| Spanish - Spain | Simplified Chinese |
| Traditional Chinese | Japanese |
| Dutch |
Osiągnięcia
| Ikony | |
|---|---|
| Tying the devil to a pillow |  |
| Fire in one hand, water in the other |  |
| Pillar-Biter |  |
| The sow pulls the bung |  |
| Banging your head against a brick wall |  |
| Putting your armor on |  |
| Shear them but don't skin them |  |
| One shears sheep, the other shears pigs |  |
| As gentle as a lamb |  |
| Filling the well after the calf has drowned |  |
| Spilt porridge can not be scraped up again |  |
| The world spinning on your thumb |  |
| Can barely reach from one loaf to the next |  |
| Casting roses before swine |  |
| Pulling to get the longest end |  |
| She puts the blue cloak on him |  |
| Don't let the black dog get in between |  |
| One winds what the other spins |  |
| Tie a flaxen beard to the face of Christ |  |
| Yawning at the oven |  |
| No one looks for others in the oven who has not been in there himself |  |
| The pig is stabbed through the belly |  |
| Getting the lid on your head |  |
| Carry the daylight out in baskets |  |
| Keep the hen's egg and let the goose's go |  |
| Two dogs over one bone |  |
| Sit between a pair of stools in the ashes |  |
| Hen feeler |  |
| Confess to the Devil |  |
| The Fox and Crane dine together |  |
| Fall through the basket |  |
| The scissors hang out there |  |
| Meat on the spit must be basted |  |
| Always gnawing on the same bone |  |
| Light a candle for the Devil |  |
| Sitting on hot coals |  |
| Nest egg |  |
| Two-faced |  |
| There's more to it than a single herring |  |
| Blowing in your ear |  |
| Catch a fish without a net |  |
| P***ing at the moon |  |
| Fools get the best cards |  |
| The topsy-turvy world |  |
| Can't see the sun shining on the water |  |
| Fishing behind the net |  |
| Here hangs the pot |  |
| There's always a bigger fish |  |
| Grasp an eel by the tail |  |
| The broadest straps are cut from another's leather |  |
| Swimming against the current |  |
| Having a hole in your roof |  |
| Shaving the fool without lather |  |
| Throwing your money in the water |  |
| Pass it through the eye of the scissors |  |
| Playing on the pillory |  |
| Tossing your cowl over the fence |  |
| It grows out the window |  |
| A wall with cracks will soon collapse |  |
| Lead one another by the nose |  |
| Two fools under the same hood |  |
| They both crap through the same hole |  |
| Fall from the ox onto the rear end of an ass |  |
| Anyone can see through an oak plank if there's a hole in it |  |
| Wiping your *** on the door |  |
| Kiss the door ring |  |
| There hangs the knife |  |
| Seeing dancing bears |  |
| Wild bears prefer each other's company |  |
| Looking through your fingers |  |
| Have your roof lined with tarts |  |
| Shooting a second bolt to find the first |  |
| Kill two flies with a single stroke |  |
| There stand the clogs |  |
| Let geese be geese |  |
| Horse droppings are not figs |  |
| When the corn decreases the pig increases |  |
| Not caring who's house is on fire as long as you can warm yourself at the blaze |  |
| Dragging the block |  |
| Fear makes the old woman trot |  |
| It's easy to sail before the wind |  |
| Running like your *** is on fire |  |
| Gazing at the stork |  |
| Marrying under the broomstick |  |
| Crapping on the gallows |  |
| Hanging your cloak according to the wind |  |
| Stick out the broom |  |
| If the blind lead the blind all will fall in the ditch |  |
| The journey isn't over if you can see the church and steeple |  |
| Tossing feathers in the wind |  |
| Everything, however finely spun, is revealed in the sun |  |
| Searching for the hatchet |  |
| One must stoop to get on the world |  |
| Dutch Master |  |
