- Adios neighbor, a nice day
- With God neighbor! He responds as he walks away and could not help turn my head to see how gracefully the flight of her skirt moves rhythmically at every step of his heel on a beautiful legs.
- Love, with all due respect. And not written well.
- Maybe, but I am a slave of the old and the post-war writers.
- love, you like the neighbor?
- Well, look ... sometimes yes and sometimes not.
- Yes, because ... understand. Women, men look with lustful desires, he always put Terminais by some but. Nuances that would call you. He answers zappy
- Like I say, when in winter dress with black stockings and short skirts, and when spring becomes tight and even more so when we met with her and takes the word of honor that lets air shoulder . When I say that the "neighbor you who are most read, tell me of a book." And it gives one pleasure to tell you that he is a man read, Xoco.
- What about the times than not, love?
- Remember when you give folk and states emphatically that there are no artists ..., then finish by saying that the Pantoja case and little else? Remember when I spoke irrelevantly of Jennifer and Jossua, and Jonny and Lore of Big Brother? Well, at that time loses its charm.
- Yes master, you are you a guy read. He says the dog and then I look to guess whether it had irony or bad blood in the sentence.
- What about you, now I wonder, do you like the dog from the neighbor, yorkshide?
- Well, yes ... absolutely yes. The small dogs arouse me the pale, excited my senses, I become a satyr of the horns and goatee, make me love you. Make me! But unlike you have love, I do nuance. Dogs do not need excuses.
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