Oh my dear readers increasingly scarce! ... as forgettable song says that of course I'm going to remember who Carax: "There is so much that I want to say and I do not dare"
After last week, my spouse had the nerve to tell me that my entry did not liked it. Just to clarify, related to the blog post.
Please do not go thinking that I begin to have such problems, because you'll be a terrible mistake of catastrophic proportions, and the oil spill now concerned in the Gulf of Mexico to Obama.
But I got sidetracked.
My consort was referring to the letter I posted to this blog more and more pissed off and was not to his liking. That's hard to please this woman! That
difficult to please all women in the world!
good thing is that as already legalized marriage between same-sex couples, now I have the alternative that I might join some friends who do not have hormonal problems.
I'm sure there are a number of them who follow my bones and the truth is that I do not see a bad thing. Over there is the white man, everybody knows you've always wanted to join her life with mine and that is able to leave the rabbit at the first sign of assent.
Then there's the Fat renovated since it had been rumored, it was like Ricky Martin, hidden deep in the closet, to come out when least expected. So let's say is the safest shot I have.
But breaking news: The Reformed Gordo finally, finally, finally, has got a girlfriend and therefore, it seems that it will soon be out of circulation, proving is that of women.
have more news As you know I do.
Then, by the lack of suitable suitors, I think that I can not divorce my First Lady at the moment (or of women in general) to marry a man. So I have to keep hearing things like that that did not like my text to it.
is not nothing new this past month, I had more work, a Vatican spokesman, the good news dear reader, is already nearing its end, that brought me to temporadita sun and shade.
turns out that the week prior to this was almost a week in Mexico City and Pachuca. Doing what? Working as what they thought? There
went smoothly and came to know "La Bella Airosa" that my grandfather Pancho Pistolas, always referred to as follows:
"There are four hills bald / an air of hell / a bunch of bastards / and a stream of shit "
I know my grandfather, we could never locate on the same level as Pablo Neruda and Amado Nervo, but we must acknowledge that his wisdom was great and practical.
With this beautiful poem in mind, I made my grand entrance to the capital of Hidalgo state, only to realize that Pancho Pistolas was wrong and I did live in the dark all this time.
should be clear that not everything is a lie and that the air of a bitch is true. I would not name the names pachuquenses like that saying, because the truth, not so well met.
But what really puzzled me is that I never saw four bald hills and the stream of dubious reputation.
As much as I explored from where I was, the rich terrain of the city, never discovered the four hills. Now even I wonder if my grandfather really was referring to Pachuca.
Now what keeps us in suspense is that it turns out that they have to operate is the General. On this subject is that I want to tell and I do not dare.
so far is a topic avoided by this writer, and even masked by the indecipherable Mcrow identity.
Suffice it to say that surgery is "simple" for something very simple and I'm sure much more is needed that to weaken my fierce wife.
delve ...
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