As my friend Luis Alejandro Ordóñez
in his commentary on previous post (thanks for pointing this: I brought out of the doldrums holiday), you must be good fan fajarse Irish group over the next 60 months to make a tail for a disc ...
okay in a Caracas plaza, under a pepa 'e sun to buy two kilos of rice or a chicken regulated (thanks, revolution, get closer to my neighbors !)... But why a yield? And in Dublin, to cold to do and can not get to gossip with the back because they do not speak English? What is. Limewire low for me when it appears.
* * * "My love, I was invited to the feast of Fifteen Years of the daughter of my head ... Do you want to go with me?
"Well ... but I at six months, I come. I have much to do.