the last week of August, laid on my shoulders the same sinister terror that must threaten the poor old people who only anticipate is that this month fag disappear soon. August 2006, one month longer than the hope of the poor and last week, a hodge-podge detestable which share only those sections that do not affect third parties.
To see that I am aplicadito, I will start the week as part
SUNDAY August 27
I do not know what the hell was trying to buy with Cristi but upon returning home I
says ... Cristi: Amor (word whose tone brings a remote control instruction) Why do not you talk to the neighbor and ask him to let you enter your home and so cut those nasty vines are invading us?.
Black: Why tennis fuck me all weekend?
Cristi: po already cost you, no lateral SEAI .... They look horrible.
The legacy of my father and grandfather did not allow me to let the "household items" such as plumbing, pruning, painting and demases are made by "masters bangs, which are pure shit, they were thrown a great time there we serve and they charge you what they can .. . Deal with that ... I prefer to leave the crap over and over again .... Total on my house!. After 5 minutes, there was a beautiful black cane (post heavy night of carnal lust bubbling with my wife), Put in tall ladder pruning. I started to pick up the branches, put them in bags and catching my neighbor has the mellow shit in the yard .... A mierdal mattresses, lamps, toys and a thousand guevara spread everywhere ... ... looking and looking, in thousands of vines had a dollhouse that my film could use Elenita. The Cristi had already made the eye several times so that when they told my neighbor .... ... I bought Compadre the doll house .... He said more gueón estai ..! TE REGALO ESA eggs ... Given that, enrrolé the puppet (my brother, a big boy gueón stamp 1.85 and wardrobe) who helped me move the playhouse as a suitcase weighing gasfiter .. . Which crumb the walk through the passage to fit it in my backyard. --- There began the curse .... Pa was the shit the house and that metal nails, metal grinding, metal polishing, Put in hours and hours of work ... after polishing paint ... I left at 11:30 AM, finished at 22:30 .... Almost without stopping ... . As for my brothers marched home, girlfriends, cuñadas, suegras, mi vecina Javiera, una chica de 15 años que está postrada en silla de ruedas con parálisis cerebral y que hemos acogido como una nueva amiga…. Ella, lo pasó la raja. Además se anexó su tonto pedazo de carne a la parrilla con choripán incluido; también llegó el Clerc con su perrita incluida a dejar una factura y uno que otro par de tallas típicas de ese desordenado con el que trabajo. Más entradita la noche mi suegro y en fín .. todos hecharon una mano… la casita quedó al 70 % … el negro… pa la corneta, y al 3 %.
LUNES
Dolor de espalda, cuello, brazos y cañuelas…. but happy .... Pa I left the sticks, I joined a friend for lunch, we ate sushi and errands to do .... Type 17:00, shivering, sore jaw, fever, dizziness .... ... Thought he was intoxicated. I left to the house, as I shall state of shit that eat or drink water or simply lay down .. I had a terrible, did not sleep that night ... just fucking threw me for pain pills in that all he managed was an awful smell of piss and my stomach became chérnovil.
To see that I am aplicadito, I will start the week as part
SUNDAY August 27
I do not know what the hell was trying to buy with Cristi but upon returning home I
says ... Cristi: Amor (word whose tone brings a remote control instruction) Why do not you talk to the neighbor and ask him to let you enter your home and so cut those nasty vines are invading us?.
Black: Why tennis fuck me all weekend?
Cristi: po already cost you, no lateral SEAI .... They look horrible.
The legacy of my father and grandfather did not allow me to let the "household items" such as plumbing, pruning, painting and demases are made by "masters bangs, which are pure shit, they were thrown a great time there we serve and they charge you what they can .. . Deal with that ... I prefer to leave the crap over and over again .... Total on my house!. After 5 minutes, there was a beautiful black cane (post heavy night of carnal lust bubbling with my wife), Put in tall ladder pruning. I started to pick up the branches, put them in bags and catching my neighbor has the mellow shit in the yard .... A mierdal mattresses, lamps, toys and a thousand guevara spread everywhere ... ... looking and looking, in thousands of vines had a dollhouse that my film could use Elenita. The Cristi had already made the eye several times so that when they told my neighbor .... ... I bought Compadre the doll house .... He said more gueón estai ..! TE REGALO ESA eggs ... Given that, enrrolé the puppet (my brother, a big boy gueón stamp 1.85 and wardrobe) who helped me move the playhouse as a suitcase weighing gasfiter .. . Which crumb the walk through the passage to fit it in my backyard. --- There began the curse .... Pa was the shit the house and that metal nails, metal grinding, metal polishing, Put in hours and hours of work ... after polishing paint ... I left at 11:30 AM, finished at 22:30 .... Almost without stopping ... . As for my brothers marched home, girlfriends, cuñadas, suegras, mi vecina Javiera, una chica de 15 años que está postrada en silla de ruedas con parálisis cerebral y que hemos acogido como una nueva amiga…. Ella, lo pasó la raja. Además se anexó su tonto pedazo de carne a la parrilla con choripán incluido; también llegó el Clerc con su perrita incluida a dejar una factura y uno que otro par de tallas típicas de ese desordenado con el que trabajo. Más entradita la noche mi suegro y en fín .. todos hecharon una mano… la casita quedó al 70 % … el negro… pa la corneta, y al 3 %.
LUNES
Dolor de espalda, cuello, brazos y cañuelas…. but happy .... Pa I left the sticks, I joined a friend for lunch, we ate sushi and errands to do .... Type 17:00, shivering, sore jaw, fever, dizziness .... ... Thought he was intoxicated. I left to the house, as I shall state of shit that eat or drink water or simply lay down .. I had a terrible, did not sleep that night ... just fucking threw me for pain pills in that all he managed was an awful smell of piss and my stomach became chérnovil.
TUESDAY
Black: Skinny I feel lousy pa la caga
Cristi : As a queer! Stop complaining
sucker Black: I'm pa the horn ....
I went for the stick very, very bad, I ordered my affairs, I organized my day and feeling pa history gave him and gave him. Started a carnival of e-mails of crooks ... the Wednesday test day was in danger as Andrew, the keyboardist had to work that night .... The idea ... take the test for Tuesday .... As I walked pa la caga ... EDGE BLACK, KILL THE POSTING CARE RAJA CHUNCHO ... .... And compadres, we scored all the points, night ... I wear with a crest and all swore by mail ... again at 17:00 of almost green color the house I left to go to bed earlier vomiting in the bathroom of the paste that is total decadence ... How much will Pensao gueón girl walking with cane ?. . As I am an optimist gueón, at 21:00 I thought it would be better, but I was not going to play ass .... It is the third consecutive week that failed, not because of lack of interest, health and the commitments I have played re crooked. I'm also in the baquillo of conditionals and is necessary for me to put the batteries otherwise the gap will only grow between me and the band. Simply not going to the gig, he touched the heartstrings of Cristi ... there Guea cache that was serious. Andai CAGA snap shots than NI NEGRITO YOUR WERE A Rogue Guevara!, I did not eat lunch on Monday, nor did .... But I vomited and vomited almost every night this shit.
WEDNESDAY
ugliest EVO MORALES, pa I got up and left the sticks, I ate 2 crackers, I felt a lot better, so I took flight and walked many issues that were pending. I also re .... Time for lunch, I joined my team Kasilo, drummer of rogues, I asked ... I ate chicken with salad little talk about the band, that shit happened that did not attend, if there was any bad vibes and demases .... The partner Kasilo in my cache at once that the truth was more screwed up that chicken suit and no dramas with Rogue but pure bad crack ... we finished lunch ... a few blocks shivering in the batting ... .. I think I'll throw up again .... But resisted until 18:30 pm throughout the colitis was my faithful companion ---- sewing without resulted in poto limpiadita hold even a goose feathers ... from then on my flight autonomy was reduced to only 5 meter radius of the water .... That night, my wife bought PIZZA with my sister .... I decided to eat .... Buggy .... Vomiting and vomiting .... You know? The Guea was the shit .... Wanting to be throwing shit is one of the strangest sensations of life ... and it is impossible to make them together (and I checked, I have irrefutable proof!)
THURSDAY
I chose to work at home , came Ernesto, Cuban of pa Of my house and work all day that day very well ... all in order .... All right ... I have downloaded the 3 kilos but I felt better ... just some gas SARIN own recent news events. In the afternoon my mother came walking pa la cagada of his left arm and a weak average health of a diabetes product that is hitting the door (another theme of shit that fills my head.) That night, I dared and took a couple of glasses of a delicious red wine with my black .... He could get spoiled. FRIDAY
(worst day)
(worst day)
In the early hits, answering and directing thousand subjects, I caught up heavy throughout the morning full concentration YEAH! I am the same again I thought. I need to finish a summary document long I'm doing, there is an issue that need support, I talked to Kasilo had material and very good, excellent complement .. chicory thanks! ... we get together for lunch, I ate livianito, we joined the PIP, then paste it pa .... Cell phone rings ....
Cristi: Where are you?
Me: po In the sticks where more and you? Cristi
: At the clinic I
: Does the clinic? (A sharp pain and nerve wadding invades me)
Cristi: Camilo crest was removed and cracked the mouth, is a plastic surgeon to cook because otherwise they may leave scars and some muscle sequelae. I
: Puta the wua! I'm coming.
camilo Arriving on a stretcher, with his mouth rotates very Keita ... I GOT A Pupitar PAPITO IN MY MOUTH ... Geez son told him ... bad luck. Do not worry, the doctor comes. Meanwhile, I told the entire procedure had been, to come to the flag, which would bake the mouth with fishing wire and a needle (laugh) and asked him to be brave when we entered the hall ... I was more nervous than cow in the slaughterhouse "... the doctor asks" Camilo you brave? .. Camilo says "I'm very brave Shi'm not going to Choral" and put in a position to take muscles (Guevara that I get to do when I dance naked in front of them haha!) .... The truth, I was surprised, Camilo looked out the entire apparatus of scissors, needles, thread, gloves and surgical arsenal that flamboyant gothic scary about him only .. impregnable it though ... it made for back and let it operate .... Only once said "mmmm hurts me ..." would be it!, Spoke to the doctor the whole operation, he explained that he felt .... Guevea outside I felt proud that the crest of it .... The doctor told me ... Camilo is amazing ... I never had this past. Leaving the Emergency, was painful minutes of waiting for the account ... without so calmly I say $ 197,200, the guevara slut face! I said .... Nobody flinched .... ING section sent me to search for BONDS, to reach the inn, the same old shit ... "NO SYSTEM", by policy'm no checkbook, the center of Santiago is the center of Santiago, in the end I went through the cashier, I turned the 2 prawns and paid ... unfortunate. It was total shit ... after
reimbursement ... Damn I sort of shit Why the fuck shit I have this week? (Literal way because fuck that shit and throw up) ... .. and brother rethink the situation, I felt so lucky my life, yeah buddy !!!!, afortunadismisimo lucky they were only a few points fucking shit and that my son had no serious illness or accident, lucky to have a job though I walk half silver shit have the means to pay 200 lucas How many goats are shit poor and scarred for life for a whack like that? How much more shit that people go around the ridge from hospital to hospital begging for your health and your life?. And I very gueón here in a private clinic pajeándose head for a week with diarrhea and fever! I took the camilo
make ice cream and spoiled, turned to think is this week and again I felt shit gueón ¡!!... now I'm here, enjoying with my son Sanit, my beautiful wife with a coffee in the past local cuica nice car I have trouble convincing me that .... the truth is I have a fucking problem, just a queer head trying to convince me pass Guevara bad. " I got home, I checked some policies of accident and life insurance .. automaquinarme started again ... I thought to hell! .... I changed clothes, grabbed the car, my black seemed richer than the peak, we pick the keka, we went where ET came Kasilo, cat, Paulina ... .. We take our appetizers of rigor, his silly red and ourselves a bellyful of thriller, many carving re good, some plans and a thousand things ¡!!.... Late at night when I came back my head again ... but this time plotting a large, in excellent condition and tuned ... CHAO GUEONA WEEK ... YOU TAKE THE DEVIL! ... ..
Greetings,
Cristi: Where are you?
Me: po In the sticks where more and you? Cristi
: At the clinic I
: Does the clinic? (A sharp pain and nerve wadding invades me)
Cristi: Camilo crest was removed and cracked the mouth, is a plastic surgeon to cook because otherwise they may leave scars and some muscle sequelae. I
: Puta the wua! I'm coming.
camilo Arriving on a stretcher, with his mouth rotates very Keita ... I GOT A Pupitar PAPITO IN MY MOUTH ... Geez son told him ... bad luck. Do not worry, the doctor comes. Meanwhile, I told the entire procedure had been, to come to the flag, which would bake the mouth with fishing wire and a needle (laugh) and asked him to be brave when we entered the hall ... I was more nervous than cow in the slaughterhouse "... the doctor asks" Camilo you brave? .. Camilo says "I'm very brave Shi'm not going to Choral" and put in a position to take muscles (Guevara that I get to do when I dance naked in front of them haha!) .... The truth, I was surprised, Camilo looked out the entire apparatus of scissors, needles, thread, gloves and surgical arsenal that flamboyant gothic scary about him only .. impregnable it though ... it made for back and let it operate .... Only once said "mmmm hurts me ..." would be it!, Spoke to the doctor the whole operation, he explained that he felt .... Guevea outside I felt proud that the crest of it .... The doctor told me ... Camilo is amazing ... I never had this past. Leaving the Emergency, was painful minutes of waiting for the account ... without so calmly I say $ 197,200, the guevara slut face! I said .... Nobody flinched .... ING section sent me to search for BONDS, to reach the inn, the same old shit ... "NO SYSTEM", by policy'm no checkbook, the center of Santiago is the center of Santiago, in the end I went through the cashier, I turned the 2 prawns and paid ... unfortunate. It was total shit ... after
reimbursement ... Damn I sort of shit Why the fuck shit I have this week? (Literal way because fuck that shit and throw up) ... .. and brother rethink the situation, I felt so lucky my life, yeah buddy !!!!, afortunadismisimo lucky they were only a few points fucking shit and that my son had no serious illness or accident, lucky to have a job though I walk half silver shit have the means to pay 200 lucas How many goats are shit poor and scarred for life for a whack like that? How much more shit that people go around the ridge from hospital to hospital begging for your health and your life?. And I very gueón here in a private clinic pajeándose head for a week with diarrhea and fever! I took the camilo
make ice cream and spoiled, turned to think is this week and again I felt shit gueón ¡!!... now I'm here, enjoying with my son Sanit, my beautiful wife with a coffee in the past local cuica nice car I have trouble convincing me that .... the truth is I have a fucking problem, just a queer head trying to convince me pass Guevara bad. " I got home, I checked some policies of accident and life insurance .. automaquinarme started again ... I thought to hell! .... I changed clothes, grabbed the car, my black seemed richer than the peak, we pick the keka, we went where ET came Kasilo, cat, Paulina ... .. We take our appetizers of rigor, his silly red and ourselves a bellyful of thriller, many carving re good, some plans and a thousand things ¡!!.... Late at night when I came back my head again ... but this time plotting a large, in excellent condition and tuned ... CHAO GUEONA WEEK ... YOU TAKE THE DEVIL! ... ..
Greetings,
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