Oh, barbecues! Title
is rare to hear someone has never gone to a barbecue, but it is to hear someone ask "What did you do on the barbecue?" or "How do you as you passed?"
We'll see ... What about a barbecue? Hell, po is clear, writing songs of love, a parley on the economy in countries that are not going very well lately, such as Argentina, watch films of Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy or started in the ancient art of origami ... Well no shit, at a barbecue one gets tired of eating like an animal, and like a starving animal, they say many nonsense (especially at a barbecue where you meet some little characters between myself included) are sung many jets (from carnivals to dander from classical songs to cartoon soundtracks ...); games are stupid or Typical drunk or similar (like me), as a typical picture-sentence or the mixing of animals ... and above all laughs a lot, fuck, especially if you have the "curse" as much as I laugh any minutiae, it means being up so much laughing mareao (true, who knows me knows) ...
Everybody knows this is what is done on a barbecue. If you want to know something, ask, dammit. Should ask "has pasao something special? "or" sa liao someone with someone? "because many people are nosy and morbid and that's what you really want to know.
For in the last barbecue, for which I want to ask, I ate a lot I laughed a taco, I was hoarse from singing and talking nonsense and yes, went something special ... I saw a beer bottle that shit, a whole show ...
Anyway, I leave ya, I'll see in college, on trains or, of course, at the next barbecue.
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