Their mouths open, a huge chorus of barking takes over the room. Nonsense words sung, with a strange cadence, a magnificent hymn of boredom. They are politicians.
You're angry. Have not paid 30 euros to hear crap. Rather, you paid to hear crap journalists, not politicians.
and decide to take action, attacking, with what you have at hand. Do you nail a pen in one eye? Very risky, I'll use Twitter.
And the war starts. The former are aviation, strategic bombs release testing the waters, but critics correct. But that does nothing. Infantry arrives and we get to the mud.
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Legend has it that if you repeat it a thousand times before the mirror a full moon appears you face a two-headed monster, Rajoy-Zp.
As I was saying, the guerrillas broke, and I, armed with Kalashnikov my cyber shot a volley of bullets play-balls. However, politicians wore body armor, ballistic helmet, brain and heart antiinteligencia antipueblo. Were immune to all complaints invented by man (which is very whiny). But like all powerful were his kryptonite: the votes. Give them where it hurts.
It was not all shit. There was also some shit petrified mollusk that is, some pearls.
These beads came from the hand of Sampedro, who see if he knows something that guards the gates of heaven. Wait, or was not the San Pedro? Well, Sampedro was very lucid and very critical. And when we come to ask you to seek to kill me and kill him, crucified upside down.
and spent the day and night came. That moment of solitary thought smoking a cigar, when you think about the meaning of life while gnawing on a pork loin sandwich with peppers.
dinner and spent the strangeness, and we went to drink, because we are so ready pimps and, indeed, we drink because we have plenty neurons. As with beer
in the veins, came the freak review: Pokemon, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, Dragon Ball, ... We forgot to Harry Potter!
In any case, you feel powerful when someone telling crappy death Chewaka.
And we went on holiday. Huesca What is "this alley in there, damn it." Photos from the walls predicted good music, and it did. But the highlights were when a person who not imagine drunk I said "you and Jesus are very good at ... bksfgasj (unintelligible)." Later proved to be something like "Content Management System."
But the night had its shadow, something that it was night. Scratches head, strange visions and hear voices in the bathroom, which are that they were the next basin, the privacy that did not get along in the bar, the bathrooms were transparent and you could hear each other perfectly.
And finally, when the weak or guardians are falling, you feel the weight of loneliness and, incredibly, of responsibility. The mattress is calling you, total, and have nothing to do here. What are you doing?
you smile, you smile, and know very well that not going to happen, it will prevent your patent ineptitude. You resign yourself to having a good time, having fun as always, alone in the middle of a lot of people.
And of course people are going, and you get angry because you're tired. Fuck you do not rush to the last minute of a night that lasts longer too. The loneliness you regret in the soul, but want to speed up the time, like a bitter cup. Day
new, fresh face. Sleep, in this case. So little calm while selling iPads breakfast like the Holy Grail, Steve Jobs seemed the modern messiah mouths of those vendors. After
roundabouts metaphorical, and literary stews, I was pleasantly surprised by Forges and David George, letters and cook delicious dishes, a great man, and there is no irony in my words.
Bermuda Triangle. Zaragoza were traveling almost as much as the path Huesca-Zaragoza. Nobody could understand what it means to curve space-time that has gone in that car. Until it has found 15 minutes later, at the same place where it was. It makes you think, just has not moved space, just as time has moved, as were static in a kind of outer surf.
In the future, scientists not to put rats in mazes, journalism students will insert on the roads of Zaragoza.
Tourist visits ended, but that did not stop to wait, while it was raining, punctual bus to Zaragoza.
For these and many other things, a memorable trip.
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