I'm sick. Yesterday I saw the Chronicles of Narnia and I fell in love with a man-goat. Serious, doctor?
Fuck that day, I wake up early because they had accentuated illusion frozen breakfast clubs throw in the toaster. Then I have dragged to dinner with some friends of my father, to put up with drunks and bad jokes repeated. And what a great time when they have taken the guitar and us Feast with the full repertoire of "greatest hits tuners. My brother giving up the ass because he was bored. For an hour to rest at home q dao I hardly have time, and then running out again for q we had (or rather "had") quedao for dinner with a friend of my brother and his family .... toa sii, his friend, one of those peculiar evil creatures that will sweeten the day with the pleasant sensation of Chillida in your ear. And last but not least, there was one, were three beautiful cabbages, because the friend was on sale and came with his superhermana free. Take away that joy I have when I enterao that the playground was closed and q were going to stay with us at the table, your enjoyment while fighting for the respective mobile of the suffering parents (This new generation is born with a low motorola arm). And they have decided they want me put on the table well cerkita of them, and I sticking everything he could to the adult atmosphere as if these children had the plague or something, and teaching them occasionally to let my beer very clearly that at no time would Kerer superguerreros to play with them. It sounds superfrÃvolo but cost me much beyond the stage of superguerreros and I will not lie, and top with the fresh liquor polo ... Derrepente then appeared to me a fairy and ma granted a wish, and may have been a bit impulsive but I asked to take these evil mercenaries hell, and I have met you! Have been taken to the streets to play, and was then with an inner peace in the body have said, I'm going to refresh with adult conversations. But they spend hours and was so saturated with maturity on the way home in the car I began to play with my brother to do our utmost with curves. I have a fucking crisis, I'm right on the border of the country never ever to the real world. I'm right in the second star to the right. And I'm burning, bucking.
PORROST-DATA: I think in a season long I will be careless this, so Happy New Year, Happy Three Kings Day, happy day of Saint Agatha, Saint Valentin, the father, mother, I baptize you fag, etc etc etc
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