Thursday, April 15, 2010

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The Facebook is not at fault

is no doubt that one can not hide who . If you naco diatiro, you just stand out among others, no matter you are upset and other ochentamil chundos dancing in unison in a "concert" of the Sonora Chilosita, or some similar grouping saucy.

same happens if you walk like that in a good mood, everything causes one to grace chacotea with notes, no matter who is plagued with beheading and blood, ring belt, but it is, we laugh even the mother insults, villancios sound like when you have in mind your happy place. It made me laugh a little on the links in Facebook that makes bbc, talk about the killing yesterday afternoon in Acapulco (Narcapuloco Pa'Los guys) and a fool opine that is driving the car, do me the Fabron Cavor!, innocents are dying, you idiot! ... but anyway, the thing is, now that I mention Facebook, let me tell them that is a good source of chacoteo and a thousand other things. A pleasing me and I ended up walking of mammon, sharing pictures, videos and even good intentions.

Similarly, habemos Chunche who find in this spectacular people, childhood friends who walk elsewhere mangy, old love and even natural enemies disguised as "social groups" (whore). Amores starting at the Tagged and die in Facebook, or take the opportunity to flourish, celos extraños, comentarios mala leche y tooooda una gama de asuntos pachecos. A mi, como lo dije antes, me gusta.

Podría estar escribiendo acerca de las novedades que a diario me dan una razón para leer y comentar, pero eso ya lo sabrán ustedes mejor que yo. Empecé hablando de lo que uno es simplemente porque simplemente me quiero declarar como un tipo feliz. Si. Feliz.

Feliz, a pesar de las broncas , las apreturas económicas, los días que se van como agua y yo estancado, la oferta que no llega y el día que muere mirándome trabajar como negro. Se me nota, creo yo, pues el número de amistades se acrecenta y muchas veces, resulta en sabrosos cotorreos. Thanks. Often it is the closest thing I have to talk among reporters, notes, interviews and a bunch of commercials, so, beyond a picture, and a header status are beautiful people, I fall to all mothers ( the majority) and those that do not preserve them because they are badass, despite being a fucking livers with onions.

So today I realized this , and made a stop on the way to talk about yourself. If, as you note I am just a happy guy. And why not!

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