
Less than two quarters of the scene, half destroyed by one side, lay the case that a Trojan Horse, had served my military visitors to sneak into my domain. "The bulb of the balls!" Is all right to say that I finally remember that I went to pick her up from the post. Curiosity about the light bulb that blew not know if I kill you, but start playing their noses.
not know nĂ¡ cobblers. The state of alarm has these things and with two soldiers behind each controller and the anticipation of having to send a company of sappers to every football stadium for the League to be played January 2, Rubalcalvo has decided to militarize "little by little "minimizing cost, which is not the oven pa buns.
is true that I hardly write but so far it seems excessive. Anyway, here I am ... at the bottom of the keyboard, asking for policy 2.0, that does not solve conflicts madelman hit, and looking at ways to approach again the coffee warm without me shoot my friend.
Anyway ... to be here all day, I have to write more often ... sorry;)
Happy Easter to all ... and remember: the light bulbs can be dangerous.
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