The other big, look at that hit near,! And how close. For fall, fell in my hometown, and went to another, but I am not even grazed.
was a rainy morning, we were organizing the Christmas party of the ninot cole, when someone said the gordoooo, which has fallen in Cerdanyola !!!!.
EHH! can not be. My mother always gives us all the Christmas lottery, with the illusion that if you touch ........ I called running for telling me, and hear his voice so quiet I knew nothing, I realized that Na ", there were fat or anything! Aix!
At noon I put the TV, if I saw someone familiar with the face of happiness, and BOOM! back to call my mother ran and attacked, we could not quite or dial. He'd win the lottery the chicken that my mother bought it for everyone: mamaaaa!, Put the TV!, Find the lottery!, Which has played a coyote!, Tell me the number !!... . MAAA come !!!... my mother dropped the phone, I left the TV with the echo and no cry of joy again told me noooo, baby! is not the same number!, if it is neither of Cerdanyola! ...
Cómoooo? We agreed that neither the point of the thousands. The coyote Cerdanyola, where I live, in Barbera, and buy a lottery to distribute among the clientele here, and very smart buy in Cerdanyola for the fat alone. Go cloth!
The child not touch me, it is because neither gave me, or buy ... and so there is no way, maybe next time.
As the saying goes, me stay as I am , I'm more than BENONE, continue weaving as this and growing fat on my adventures here.
HAPPY NEW YEAR.
mamininotas.
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