Hello,
I love nature and I think she would not. I do not like tsunamis, or volcano eruption or snakes lurking under rocks to inject their venom, and the pack of monkeys with the red ass ready to rape you the moment you get into the forest, neither dogs nor cats, nor flies, nor cockroaches, and pigeons. I do not like rural tourism and I want to give away a weekend in an inn converted into a block north of the province of Avila. I will not die of pneumonia, or get into bed with frozen feet, or garlic soup dinner, or wear ankle shit because I had to go get the eggs to roost. Understood?
think so. This Christmas, Sonia has given me high boots to get excited when he sees me dressed only walk them, "Fleurs" an album of Franco Battiato 1999 that if I had ever known would have slammed without the slightest hint of guilt, the Moleskine, 2011 and a Wii game that I will Fernando Alonso level as far as driving Formula 1 car is concerned.
Meanwhile, my mother gave me a bracelet Power Balance. My first reaction was as expected: screaming desperately as if Al Pacino holding the body of Sofia Coppola in the third part of The Godfather.
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !!!!! ¡¡¡¡¡
She look at me like you do not understand anything and I asked surprised if I do not like. I think if he was able to believe that weapons of mass destruction why would doubt the therapeutic effects of the bracelet. I wear it, do not want to seem ungrateful, but I know that the bracelet will go away when I exit through the door. A few minutes later, the miracle, I get a message to the phone with the following: "I dreamed about you." The message is not a friend either, is one of those friends that are super good, which you wanted sickly for a long time and tried to forget that after you make it clear that she wanted nothing to do with you. You remain unclear. Sonia asks you who the message and your answer is no Orange more than advertising and, when he sees you, you type a quick reply: "What did you dream?". You sense what is the answer. If she had dreamed you were dismembered by an army of aliens wearing T-Rayo Vallecano I would not have written to tell you. Probably, if he did, is because the dream was not there. Silence the phone so that Sonia never again wonder who writes you should receive a new SMS. This time you get a more detailed message: "I dreamed that follábamos nonstop. The first time we did it in the van and I was getting Loquillo you run many times." The mobile you burns the hands and thrown to the ground. Does Loquillo van? You understand nothing. What the fuck you answer that? Should you delete the message? Has the Power Balance ? Are you willing to live a double life? The holidays are loaded by the devil.
Besos. Beta
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