hear the galloping ... is coming ... is coming ...
By the way, from the top of the tower where I am a prisoner (with supply butts, wool and needles obviously) I look out the window and you loose a mega scarf joint of 10 to 12 meters to climb pa Comfortable ....
"... Oh glorious prince, you who will demure darkness in which I am ?..."
The prince, who has little prince, half comes into belly and somewhat quietly (but after 3 decades and counting, a divorce on his back and a small to support, we will not get very pretentious ...)
"... .. What if my Dulcinea .. me (looking up with his super sunglasses, then park the pony) ... am I, your prince, I've come up here after struggling with the wells of the street, muddy up Caracú in the door (when they invented the asphalt ?)... to rescue my beautiful .... and bring not only my heart for all eternity ... but offer my most precious asset .... not my pony (actually daddy is), nor my sunglasses (carisimosssss), much less the love of my life, my cell phone last generation you ..... I offer you offer in return ..... ..... ..... share your expenses tooooodos shopping together ..... super .... sharing cigarettes and even the lighter ... and I promise faithfully (and if that does not meet God and country I demand it) ... they're not going to mourn again on the electricity bill or internet ......
"... Climb climb my prince .... .... buy and advance payment ......."
Something strange happens to my dreams .....
No, I'm smoking or chewing anything unusual garden plants, my imagination goes a little neurotic these days .... and I let it be well ...
(Any resemblance to reality is not mere coincidence, lol)
(Any resemblance to reality is not mere coincidence, lol)
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