really had time without writing, it was because I had been more than my twisted adventures, quite the opposite. As time passed I dare tell you something that was hidden to avoid collective mockery of my acquaintances ...
few months ago came the Colombian comedian Andres Lopez with his "Free Ball." Among my boys only played it: is the type, is the ultimate, you gotta go, do not miss it, in fact the people were very agitated. Advertising attacking me everywhere. "Do not hit a wink all night" everyone is going except me!. Bush so much and so I decided and bought the VIP tickets and front row to see more Latino comedian named of these times. BSF 500 each. There were three. Before paying, I almost regret ... something told me: "I left like that," "From God." "Do not do millet. Cover and leave pa'su watchman's house. " I closed my eyes, shook me, and gave the money to the cashier. "There was no human power" to convince me. I bought them. Andrés López
made me laugh and mourn with laughter when I saw the "Blibililili" (as his father DVD), so I wanted to see live. According to the theories of Andrew, I'm part of Generation X: Their motto is to confuse and conquer., "Is characterized by a confusion of thought, word, work and profession, perhaps because it is a generation of children of divorce or, which is the same, the hippies dreamers years 60. Are those who are doing post graduate, working in multinational companies ", definitely that's me, I have it all together.
In view of the little money spent, I said: No way! I will make promotion of this achievement that brought down my usual stinginess. I did a media campaign, I posted on the facebook and msn, I bought a rack of ties and all, to demonstrate that it really was quite a VIP, I ran away from work to be relaxed, and that night when I arriving at the hotel gave me a veri-veri (it is said in Creole horny malaise that gives you the year). Linda Blair stayed pendeja the vomitadera he gave me, "struggle to make the body" but by the mouth, I flipped pa 'one side and another pal, Zuasssss, zuassssss, pass me a bag!, my sister gave birth to bags and bags, which I filled of a rare kind of hash. I do not know if Andres Lopez was behind the car and caught me, but I'm sure that day I served as inspiration for his show "Frutic bite" because that was what seemed to my expulsion. I opened the door with the car running, and took half of the body bathing my brand new tie (I had to throw), followed, I dominated a torcedera scrapie in mouth, and carried eight sacks, was owned by a Malaysian spell as pellets and went straight to the clinic.
I took a pass by an executive who lost the flight if not treated in time, came the disastrous of the nurse, with his white suit tanning pelvic scratching with her nails purple lips in combination are oily (if trusting pie eaten at the kiosk and 'Rosa), to ask a thousand pods stupid bragging to spare, and I said please inyécteme fast I should go on the next flight. She gave me her voluptuous back in a loop that fell silky hydrated with oil and 'coconut. And worse, because it took longer normal, I began to pass slowly serum. When neglected, I grabbed her and increased my speed to try to get even at half the show. La tipa noticed and said, "It is absolutely forbidden" to touch this. To complete I wanted to call my mom and tell her everything in the end I almost said, "pour coffee," I heard just take a lemon and see how it happens, you - you - you ... I closed because all the want to fix pod with half a lemon. Let asíiiiiiiii. Nothing
. On leaving the clinic gave me again fruticosa syndrome chopped semi-crippled and scalable enabling half had to stay in a bed in the which woke up the next day by mouth sour and tickets in hand. That fateful day had not been revealed until now. At dozens of people asked me how I was, you know that I was very wrong.
Dear Andrew I know that's not your fault, it was my destiny, but if you AA generation would say, "Multiply by zero."
not think you have to complain about
own destiny, but sometimes it is very hard.
Svetlana Stalin (1926 -?)
Soviet writer
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