Much has happened since the last time I updated the blog, the truth is that with the exams, you may take a long time again until I write something else ...
But for those who missed me (for "bi bisbes" and little else, go), I'll post on this blog from the public sphere (to be told your "fans" , Manolator ...) the "notes" that I took er Sesa and immunology, the last class of the year. It was a seminar, so we decided to write a story would be more "educational" to attend that day (which were not exposed so good as to be avoided) (toma!). And this is the story: American
jistory W was once a pink flamingo with knees these Patras. Suddenly and irrelevantly, he raised his magic sword and said " Thunder, Thunder, Thundercats .. WOOO! " and his faithful Gringo was transformed into the Tiger combat Doraemon.
The tiger fighter to keep up out of his magical year, which was a bottomless pit of warring weapons in itself a supreme cathode ray telescope batteries included. When both were ready to fight, it was light.
" Who turned off the light? " shouted the angry Ranger, known worldwide as rangers. This character has not appeared before in the story, but its appearance, as expected as a drug, bordered on the absurd, opening a portal in the city of Bethlehem. It was called "The portal Ranger" because of its location geobotany. Then, when nobody expected it, the sword he removed the telescope battery cathode, putting them to the torch. Suddenly there was light, and the dragon appeared again, would grant 3 wishes.
said " flamenco, I grant you three wishes ." Flamenco sword remembered she had left the hearth since and could not risk Japanese petticoats losing her cousin, and then uttered the magic words: "Dragon I wish to turn off the brazier and first wish." The dragon blew and blew up down the fabela which was staying in the flamingo, which was then again at the mercy of the settlers of Bethlehem vermin Ranger Portal ...
Such a catastrophe could only be resolved by the more superhero of all time ... Unfortunately, Mr. Proper was brutally murdered by Mr. Clean in his sleep, so I cried (the flamenco, let's not confuse ...) Omino aid Bianco, who willingly agreed to remind the 2 wishes were, The mismatch could be wrong.
Flamenco, to hear those words was beside himself with joy, with joy and singing, and sang, go if you sang, calling his second desire, which surprised all and stale because our good friend asked Paco flamenco Dragon's wishes to heal his uncle. Everyone was stunned, but quickly made the sun because the rook flying plane. Anyway, his uncle Juan Luis had a very strange disease was not known that a high aversion to epitotos, mmm ... how rich!
Suddenly, the dragon put his hand on the back, taking a epítoto, who kissed bathing in saliva. That left boquidifuso patiabierto and Doraemon, who sacrificed himself by scratching his genitals. The dragon showed them how a zipper ran through her body, ankles, feet, and pulled the side. All buttons jumped, and everyone saw the Dragon jubilant that Paco was really his uncle Juan Luis! Now everything was clear, and flamenco, as he fled through the cornfield, his cousin raised the Chinese petticoats, with epítoto outdoors, boasting angry.
And they lived and ate partridges epítotos forever and ever ... "
This was the story. Very sweet, right? Advocate (or paddle) for a world in which rampant epítotos free. In a world of outdoor epítotos everywhere. For a society free of taboos and lies. For God, for Country and King. Through a point not with your ass er shosho together. Please someone kill me! (Or bright)
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