2008 Highlander Toyo Tires

Life Bar ep. 32 The Orlando Flirty.


Taking the concept that blondes act more and think about throwing Manga Girl unambiguous signals to an American who drinks at the bar.
The bartender has the ability to fall in love several times in one night, sweeping aside Peter several times in one night and it's different. The bartender is usually platonic love, and is dotted with appointments at the next Mojito, glances and smiles, Peter must take a different matter, of course. The love of a girl's night is replaced by the next evening and is a game essentially painless.
But this is the week that I am at the bar and I am making a disease: it will be because I touched hand, because I accidentally bumped at Ground Zero, because he smiled at me with tenderness, because she asked me my name.
Or will it be because I wanted to crush it in stock.
However before taking action (not Peterpenis with his magical golden blonde) I send repeated signals made of glances and smiles. I have even offered a drink. I! But the Manga Girl late payments and more we think, before getting crushed in stock on the first bartender that happens. After I
sensual smile with your teeth, taking a straw blackberry with big eyes like a manga disappears swallowed up by the crowd.
I need a beer battered to lower testosterone levels that blurs motor skills, sensory and trial.
Barback to seek the return that can not wait to show off their skills behind the bar: after serving Johnny Jack can serve any normal scientists who attended the Star Wars universe.
On the ground floor there is calm, people are quiet like a private room with table football. Most of them are in fact waiting for their turn.
After golata beer laying a hand on my back in the exact center.
"Hello, barman." And 'La Manga Girl.
I turn and find myself totally unprepared for this meeting.
"Hello." Shy and awkward I do not know what else to say.
Luckily she thinks. Start to talk about things that do not feel it. My ears whistle and I'm trying to think what Peter would do in this situation. Meanwhile
would not shut up but he would be running the show, with just a few steps would already be ready to slip in attacking the defense like a hot knife through butter. In the case of a strong defense would try the shot from three. But I do absurd comparisons between techniques of courtship and sport mixing football and basketball. All in solitary who knows what expression I have.
La Manga Girl with her sweet smile and those eyes where it should be easy to get lost continues to talk to me.
I have no idea what I am saying.
Shit I need a hold, an aid, an intuition.
"Sorry I did not understand. "Sorry I did not understand? Sorry I did not understand is the only solution that my brain is mush now able to give me? Sorry I did not understand? I'm still embarrassed by the performance of my brain that the notice and fine, but proportioned Manga Girl I repeat the last sentence.
"I said that works well. I watched you during this week. "
Now I have heard and understood what I said. I remain perplexed. Perhaps evil can be detrimental to work on having a casual relationship.
"Thanks." I reply with a smile that says a lot about my state of confusion.
I lose myself again in my mind that, among other things relate very closely and I lose again the thread of his speeches.
nod to the gentle sound of her voice while I think the urge to kiss her lips.
E 'them. It speaks
looking into my eyes.
E 'dressed as a Japanese comic book.
It 's like I sbattesse lashes blinked and said to me "hey dark, you give a move, before I go? Your co-worker would have reached the blond cigarette post-performance. "
Or at least that is what I feel and my body, without which it has no control, takes action.
touch her hand to remove the empty glass that holds to no avail.
"I'll give you another American?" The interrupt.
"Thank you, willingly." She smiles. The hill
a hand on hand so I turn to my colleague to order me a long drink and I'm afraid of losing it. I'm afraid to turn around and find more. Instead
is still there, we look with magnetic eyes, send us an energy that can not long endure, remain silent.
There are two options: go back in and drop this situation is becoming intolerable, or a kiss and I end this situation is becoming intolerable.
take you by the wrist, I would take her with me, somewhere to enjoy this fleeting moment, because it is a moment that will vanish the moment when you will make any progress.
take you by the wrist and look into your eyes. Maybe we
, maybe we're going to have quell'orgasmo emotional at the end of which everything will be flat until you submit another similar situation. We approach
like two magnets.
slow but inexorable. I think I
.
Not so.
My colleague posing in our midst, slowly but inexorably, the fucking American that I ordered and the magic fades.
Gliding in a glass tube where consumption nails, I try to recreate the situation.
But it is not destiny. The phone rings.
responds "I know, coming!" Without giving way to his interlocutor to say anything.
He caresses the hand with which I still hold the wrist.
'It's better to go. "
The emotional intercourse was interrupted.
I kiss your hand before you release it and between his teeth, like a threat, I say that is beautiful. Frustrated
back to serve scientists.
Today I'll be annoying for them, so eventually, I know.

2008 Highlander Toyo Tires

Life Bar ep. 32 The Orlando Flirty.


Taking the concept that blondes act more and think about throwing Manga Girl unambiguous signals to an American who drinks at the bar.
The bartender has the ability to fall in love several times in one night, sweeping aside Peter several times in one night and it's different. The bartender is usually platonic love, and is dotted with appointments at the next Mojito, glances and smiles, Peter must take a different matter, of course. The love of a girl's night is replaced by the next evening and is a game essentially painless.
But this is the week that I am at the bar and I am making a disease: it will be because I touched hand, because I accidentally bumped at Ground Zero, because he smiled at me with tenderness, because she asked me my name.
Or will it be because I wanted to crush it in stock.
However before taking action (not Peterpenis with his magical golden blonde) I send repeated signals made of glances and smiles. I have even offered a drink. I! But the Manga Girl late payments and more we think, before getting crushed in stock on the first bartender that happens. After I
sensual smile with your teeth, taking a straw blackberry with big eyes like a manga disappears swallowed up by the crowd.
I need a beer battered to lower testosterone levels that blurs motor skills, sensory and trial.
Barback to seek the return that can not wait to show off their skills behind the bar: after serving Johnny Jack can serve any normal scientists who attended the Star Wars universe.
On the ground floor there is calm, people are quiet like a private room with table football. Most of them are in fact waiting for their turn.
After golata beer laying a hand on my back in the exact center.
"Hello, barman." And 'La Manga Girl.
I turn and find myself totally unprepared for this meeting.
"Hello." Shy and awkward I do not know what else to say.
Luckily she thinks. Start to talk about things that do not feel it. My ears whistle and I'm trying to think what Peter would do in this situation. Meanwhile
would not shut up but he would be running the show, with just a few steps would already be ready to slip in attacking the defense like a hot knife through butter. In the case of a strong defense would try the shot from three. But I do absurd comparisons between techniques of courtship and sport mixing football and basketball. All in solitary who knows what expression I have.
La Manga Girl with her sweet smile and those eyes where it should be easy to get lost continues to talk to me.
I have no idea what I am saying.
Shit I need a hold, an aid, an intuition.
"Sorry I did not understand. "Sorry I did not understand? Sorry I did not understand is the only solution that my brain is mush now able to give me? Sorry I did not understand? I'm still embarrassed by the performance of my brain that the notice and fine, but proportioned Manga Girl I repeat the last sentence.
"I said that works well. I watched you during this week. "
Now I have heard and understood what I said. I remain perplexed. Perhaps evil can be detrimental to work on having a casual relationship.
"Thanks." I reply with a smile that says a lot about my state of confusion.
I lose myself again in my mind that, among other things relate very closely and I lose again the thread of his speeches.
nod to the gentle sound of her voice while I think the urge to kiss her lips.
E 'them. It speaks
looking into my eyes.
E 'dressed as a Japanese comic book.
It 's like I sbattesse lashes blinked and said to me "hey dark, you give a move, before I go? Your co-worker would have reached the blond cigarette post-performance. "
Or at least that is what I feel and my body, without which it has no control, takes action.
touch her hand to remove the empty glass that holds to no avail.
"I'll give you another American?" The interrupt.
"Thank you, willingly." She smiles. The hill
a hand on hand so I turn to my colleague to order me a long drink and I'm afraid of losing it. I'm afraid to turn around and find more. Instead
is still there, we look with magnetic eyes, send us an energy that can not long endure, remain silent.
There are two options: go back in and drop this situation is becoming intolerable, or a kiss and I end this situation is becoming intolerable.
take you by the wrist, I would take her with me, somewhere to enjoy this fleeting moment, because it is a moment that will vanish the moment when you will make any progress.
take you by the wrist and look into your eyes. Maybe we
, maybe we're going to have quell'orgasmo emotional at the end of which everything will be flat until you submit another similar situation. We approach
like two magnets.
slow but inexorable. I think I
.
Not so.
My colleague posing in our midst, slowly but inexorably, the fucking American that I ordered and the magic fades.
Gliding in a glass tube where consumption nails, I try to recreate the situation.
But it is not destiny. The phone rings.
responds "I know, coming!" Without giving way to his interlocutor to say anything.
He caresses the hand with which I still hold the wrist.
'It's better to go. "
The emotional intercourse was interrupted.
I kiss your hand before you release it and between his teeth, like a threat, I say that is beautiful. Frustrated
back to serve scientists.
Today I'll be annoying for them, so eventually, I know.

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Life Bar ep. 31 Pirates!


Security tonight is the hundred meter hurdles every five minutes: I have never seen so much run.
will be the hot desert wind that messes up the few neurons drunken guest scientist, will be nervous and syncopated music of guest star who is on the console, the fact is that every five minutes there is a fight to quell.
We too are nervous behind the counter, except that Peter you're procure his daily dose of sex.
Today brings a silly mustache, Peter, but apparently his blond charm is not affected. During my sessions
logorrhoea jobs, after the third beer, I have always maintained that blond women are thinking more slowly but act more quickly. Peterpenis is the example that this is also true for men.
A young girl shows her nipple covered by swollen tight blouse and Peter has already given the long drink. Then, with his mysterious technical convinced her to follow him at Ground Zero.
Duke is the usual scene of jealousy, railing against Peter and wishing to take at least gonorrhea.
Then the fog. A dense fog
surrounding the sudden and Star Wars. We lost sight of the cirinquito, we see just the people who are inside the room and disturbing this white mass that seeks to penetrate any crack, a bit 'like Peter.
puts me in touch with the wireless security which I confirmed that they too do not see a fucking three feet from them. Giubeca, laughing, says that if you stretch your arm does not see his hand.
Then I hear him shouting: "My hand! My hand! "
Ferrotre screams something incomprehensible as Predator.
I fear and I try to get back in touch with them.
Silence.
Gather around me the team that mixed command and tell him to arm themselves with bottles and corkscrews. I get the impression that something unusual is going to happen when I see an old sailing ship cut through the fog.
paraded before us showing us all the guns of the old guns. Then
ancient pirates armed with swords and muskets Arremba the Star Wars Bar
The dance floor is empty, after each one.
In a panic I order my troops to throw bottles of alcohol to the west entrance, where we saw pass the pirate ship.
I tell them to throw the entire stock of rum, in the meantime I make a Molotov cocktail with a bottle of vodka. When you are ready to bring my troops towards the east exit and launch my clumsily improvised petrol bombs.
The expectation was that of a major explosion with flames high until at least ceiling.
In reality you only hear the sound of the bottle breaks, the flames are a few inches high, hollow and weak. They look like false lights.
addition to short.
But that is enough to make one give up the ancient pirates to come even if you do not surrender to fire his gun. Luck has it that the sight is poor and the old gun must be reloaded for each shot. We
so time to get to the east pier. The fog slowly disappeared in the meantime and we begin to review the cirinquito where people continue to drink and dance as if nothing had happened. I also see the pirate who has shot just calmly go to the bar and a beer. Something I do not
square, no returns. In the middle of the
usual score there are a lot of ancient pirates who drink and dance in perfect harmony with our times, so similar to theirs, true, but technically different. They should at least be perplexed by the music coming from the closed boxes and rum in the bottle rather than in barrels served with coke instead of drinking as a torch-guts.
Instead, I am perplexed.
And even more so when Giubeca startles me get behind with both hands intact.
Ride. There
six fallen, he said.
"We have fallen into what?" I ask.
"the joke of the hand." And he laughs.
Ok. Giubeca and security have fooled me with the joke of the incident. But these fucking pirates where they come from?
The fog that has enveloped the bar what it was?
Aziono intergalactic translator to understand what he is saying Predator and find out that tonight would be docked with a lot of special effects and acrobatics set the ship of Jack Sparrow, the one used in the movie "Pirates of the Caribbean" for a permanent exhibition. The attacker has set
firing blanks, of course.
mortified I'll be back in with my mixed troops, wounded pride. And to make matters worse
cross that Peter returns from Ground Zero satisfied with sexual performance (given or received) that asks me what happened.
Fog, pirate, joke, panic,'s summarize.
He hands me one of the many plastic placed on the counter that advertised the event and says: "Did not you know?"
No. I did not know. And it's all in the evening I use plastic ones as coasters.
My troop is called mixed ignorant of the event and I remain mortified. In a sign of prostration
'm going to throw where I did clean the entire stock of rum, leaving the Barback to the bench.
I can not hold a porcatroiaporca when I see pictures with Jack Sparrow Johnny Depp who has served a very simple rum and cola that I would have done better. Johnny Depp Jack Sparrow
When I pass by to exit gives me a look of commiseration and unlikely in an Italian tells me, patting on the shoulder: "Worst ever before improve. "
I arm on a hill, holding the broom like a flag planted on the ground and from the heart I get a" Fuck, Jack! "
" You see? "I answered him. "There is already improving?"

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Life Bar ep. 31 Pirates!


Security tonight is the hundred meter hurdles every five minutes: I have never seen so much run.
will be the hot desert wind that messes up the few neurons drunken guest scientist, will be nervous and syncopated music of guest star who is on the console, the fact is that every five minutes there is a fight to quell.
We too are nervous behind the counter, except that Peter you're procure his daily dose of sex.
Today brings a silly mustache, Peter, but apparently his blond charm is not affected. During my sessions
logorrhoea jobs, after the third beer, I have always maintained that blond women are thinking more slowly but act more quickly. Peterpenis is the example that this is also true for men.
A young girl shows her nipple covered by swollen tight blouse and Peter has already given the long drink. Then, with his mysterious technical convinced her to follow him at Ground Zero.
Duke is the usual scene of jealousy, railing against Peter and wishing to take at least gonorrhea.
Then the fog. A dense fog
surrounding the sudden and Star Wars. We lost sight of the cirinquito, we see just the people who are inside the room and disturbing this white mass that seeks to penetrate any crack, a bit 'like Peter.
puts me in touch with the wireless security which I confirmed that they too do not see a fucking three feet from them. Giubeca, laughing, says that if you stretch your arm does not see his hand.
Then I hear him shouting: "My hand! My hand! "
Ferrotre screams something incomprehensible as Predator.
I fear and I try to get back in touch with them.
Silence.
Gather around me the team that mixed command and tell him to arm themselves with bottles and corkscrews. I get the impression that something unusual is going to happen when I see an old sailing ship cut through the fog.
paraded before us showing us all the guns of the old guns. Then
ancient pirates armed with swords and muskets Arremba the Star Wars Bar
The dance floor is empty, after each one.
In a panic I order my troops to throw bottles of alcohol to the west entrance, where we saw pass the pirate ship.
I tell them to throw the entire stock of rum, in the meantime I make a Molotov cocktail with a bottle of vodka. When you are ready to bring my troops towards the east exit and launch my clumsily improvised petrol bombs.
The expectation was that of a major explosion with flames high until at least ceiling.
In reality you only hear the sound of the bottle breaks, the flames are a few inches high, hollow and weak. They look like false lights.
addition to short.
But that is enough to make one give up the ancient pirates to come even if you do not surrender to fire his gun. Luck has it that the sight is poor and the old gun must be reloaded for each shot. We
so time to get to the east pier. The fog slowly disappeared in the meantime and we begin to review the cirinquito where people continue to drink and dance as if nothing had happened. I also see the pirate who has shot just calmly go to the bar and a beer. Something I do not
square, no returns. In the middle of the
usual score there are a lot of ancient pirates who drink and dance in perfect harmony with our times, so similar to theirs, true, but technically different. They should at least be perplexed by the music coming from the closed boxes and rum in the bottle rather than in barrels served with coke instead of drinking as a torch-guts.
Instead, I am perplexed.
And even more so when Giubeca startles me get behind with both hands intact.
Ride. There
six fallen, he said.
"We have fallen into what?" I ask.
"the joke of the hand." And he laughs.
Ok. Giubeca and security have fooled me with the joke of the incident. But these fucking pirates where they come from?
The fog that has enveloped the bar what it was?
Aziono intergalactic translator to understand what he is saying Predator and find out that tonight would be docked with a lot of special effects and acrobatics set the ship of Jack Sparrow, the one used in the movie "Pirates of the Caribbean" for a permanent exhibition. The attacker has set
firing blanks, of course.
mortified I'll be back in with my mixed troops, wounded pride. And to make matters worse
cross that Peter returns from Ground Zero satisfied with sexual performance (given or received) that asks me what happened.
Fog, pirate, joke, panic,'s summarize.
He hands me one of the many plastic placed on the counter that advertised the event and says: "Did not you know?"
No. I did not know. And it's all in the evening I use plastic ones as coasters.
My troop is called mixed ignorant of the event and I remain mortified. In a sign of prostration
'm going to throw where I did clean the entire stock of rum, leaving the Barback to the bench.
I can not hold a porcatroiaporca when I see pictures with Jack Sparrow Johnny Depp who has served a very simple rum and cola that I would have done better. Johnny Depp Jack Sparrow
When I pass by to exit gives me a look of commiseration and unlikely in an Italian tells me, patting on the shoulder: "Worst ever before improve. "
I arm on a hill, holding the broom like a flag planted on the ground and from the heart I get a" Fuck, Jack! "
" You see? "I answered him. "There is already improving?"

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Life Bar ep. 30 Between Reality and Dream (Part II)


The evening runs off five tickets at a time, until they get up the lights, turn off the music and we staff, bartender, cashier Barback and toast at the end of 'siege, with the first alcohol that we have at hand.
Everyone says their evening, their little adventures, shoot the shit from Rubia Hack and when we hear the screams coming from cirinquito. Tequila Queen Campari is chasing Duchess Clara Bosco Boat that has taken off her tights and if it is stuck in your head. It looks like a forest elf who dispenses happiness. Tequila Queen finished the shot that Peter had made the find on the counter and Duchess Campari has burned a supply of red Gingerbreads ten degrees to the bottle. We are having fun and we look amused. There is also the wife laughing in the middle of Vinnie impaired by alcohol and possibly annoyed that her husband's last stunt was done in a moment of weakness. She had seen him kissing with Maga just as I threatened to disgraced. When Queen Duchess
Tequila hunts I really feel that things could have gone differently if I had done a different movement tonight. I already know what's going to happen and I ruined the surprise by just anticipating the kiss on the neck Duchess of Regina, but she's drunk and ecstatic. Starts to rain drumming on the windows and roof. Agata's wife Vinnie, joins the girls in a playful kiss and play more than dictated by the libido.
women never fail to amaze me how easily play with sexuality.
is coming true So all I've seen in my time projection but without the morbid part with which I experienced the first time. The only one to suffer and Vinnie, who looks at his wife for a while knowing that 'will sit in detention.
I think the girls play on the fact to be observed and wet from the rain, giving innocent but generous and funny show promise of sensuality. Before returning to scream and run barefoot through the entire room.
The situation is cheerful and helps everyone to decompress the evening is important that we faced. Campari
Duchess arrive at the counter several times claiming his gingerbread in bottle as a reward for defeating Regina Tequila in some kind of game.
For a rejection of Peter Duchess promises to show her breasts. As if by magic the gingerbread appears on the counter and the shirt gets up like a football player cheering after a goal. Almost illuminated by this new way of wearing the shirt Duchess Campari began racing with the shirt up, the tights on his head and yelling something incomprehensible.
Then back to the counter to drink his reward.
With great difficulty we manage to finish cleaning and finally we give boys a fine show hacking at us, shouting and table football.
It's my turn to stay out when I heel and toe on the catwalk. Then a voice with a slight foreign accent, possibly French, asks if we are closed. E 'hidden in the shadows of the night.
I can not believe that the fate returns.
I approach the gate closed decided to do the cool of the situation.
"It depends." He begins.
She comes over his face while remaining in the shadows of the night.
"Your chance to see me you got it, boy. "I said. "I came to Queen and the Duchess." He pushes me to the side and enters. I can not see her face. It is then swallowed by the floating platform, where it reaches the Queen and Duchess, who are sitting on the floor to speak.
He lies down with a disarming naturalness next to Regina, putting his head between his legs that the Duchess caress his head. Everything becomes again a morbid vision even if their kisses are gentle and seem merely to touch with bare hands. Back to that embarrassment
visible.
remain to look like a voyeur accusing their eyes that I throw repeatedly.
They kiss and caress you I do not know for how long and I remain trapped in a sort of ecstatic vision until Peter does not call me. It 's my turn to table football.
Shaken by the external voice I find the strength to get away.
I sink my concentration on the game, trying to forget the three girls in the barge.
I put the ball in the opponent's goal for the final six to four and I am cheered by the two noble ladies of the congregation that we have finally reached in the parterre.
"Where is France?" I ask. The two girls
niche. What the French? There was no one with us. But who? Where? I respond in unison Duchess and Queen Campari Tequila.
They're almost convinced that I suffer from delusions when a red cheek and forced to swallow the other one that I am right.
"She has bewitched you?" I ask.
Silence is a more than satisfactory.
And now I feel better, almost relieved: I was not morbid.
I only regret that probably will not see it ever again.
God, think about it, actually I have not ever seen.
...

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Life Bar ep. 30 Between Reality and Dream (Part II)


The evening runs off five tickets at a time, until they get up the lights, turn off the music and we staff, bartender, cashier Barback and toast at the end of 'siege, with the first alcohol that we have at hand.
Everyone says their evening, their little adventures, shoot the shit from Rubia Hack and when we hear the screams coming from cirinquito. Tequila Queen Campari is chasing Duchess Clara Bosco Boat that has taken off her tights and if it is stuck in your head. It looks like a forest elf who dispenses happiness. Tequila Queen finished the shot that Peter had made the find on the counter and Duchess Campari has burned a supply of red Gingerbreads ten degrees to the bottle. We are having fun and we look amused. There is also the wife laughing in the middle of Vinnie impaired by alcohol and possibly annoyed that her husband's last stunt was done in a moment of weakness. She had seen him kissing with Maga just as I threatened to disgraced. When Queen Duchess
Tequila hunts I really feel that things could have gone differently if I had done a different movement tonight. I already know what's going to happen and I ruined the surprise by just anticipating the kiss on the neck Duchess of Regina, but she's drunk and ecstatic. Starts to rain drumming on the windows and roof. Agata's wife Vinnie, joins the girls in a playful kiss and play more than dictated by the libido.
women never fail to amaze me how easily play with sexuality.
is coming true So all I've seen in my time projection but without the morbid part with which I experienced the first time. The only one to suffer and Vinnie, who looks at his wife for a while knowing that 'will sit in detention.
I think the girls play on the fact to be observed and wet from the rain, giving innocent but generous and funny show promise of sensuality. Before returning to scream and run barefoot through the entire room.
The situation is cheerful and helps everyone to decompress the evening is important that we faced. Campari
Duchess arrive at the counter several times claiming his gingerbread in bottle as a reward for defeating Regina Tequila in some kind of game.
For a rejection of Peter Duchess promises to show her breasts. As if by magic the gingerbread appears on the counter and the shirt gets up like a football player cheering after a goal. Almost illuminated by this new way of wearing the shirt Duchess Campari began racing with the shirt up, the tights on his head and yelling something incomprehensible.
Then back to the counter to drink his reward.
With great difficulty we manage to finish cleaning and finally we give boys a fine show hacking at us, shouting and table football.
It's my turn to stay out when I heel and toe on the catwalk. Then a voice with a slight foreign accent, possibly French, asks if we are closed. E 'hidden in the shadows of the night.
I can not believe that the fate returns.
I approach the gate closed decided to do the cool of the situation.
"It depends." He begins.
She comes over his face while remaining in the shadows of the night.
"Your chance to see me you got it, boy. "I said. "I came to Queen and the Duchess." He pushes me to the side and enters. I can not see her face. It is then swallowed by the floating platform, where it reaches the Queen and Duchess, who are sitting on the floor to speak.
He lies down with a disarming naturalness next to Regina, putting his head between his legs that the Duchess caress his head. Everything becomes again a morbid vision even if their kisses are gentle and seem merely to touch with bare hands. Back to that embarrassment
visible.
remain to look like a voyeur accusing their eyes that I throw repeatedly.
They kiss and caress you I do not know for how long and I remain trapped in a sort of ecstatic vision until Peter does not call me. It 's my turn to table football.
Shaken by the external voice I find the strength to get away.
I sink my concentration on the game, trying to forget the three girls in the barge.
I put the ball in the opponent's goal for the final six to four and I am cheered by the two noble ladies of the congregation that we have finally reached in the parterre.
"Where is France?" I ask. The two girls
niche. What the French? There was no one with us. But who? Where? I respond in unison Duchess and Queen Campari Tequila.
They're almost convinced that I suffer from delusions when a red cheek and forced to swallow the other one that I am right.
"She has bewitched you?" I ask.
Silence is a more than satisfactory.
And now I feel better, almost relieved: I was not morbid.
I only regret that probably will not see it ever again.
God, think about it, actually I have not ever seen.
...