Hello, foie puturrús mom!
As everyone will know by now, has been Glaglagluix holiday two weeks ago.
Ahhh! Did not you know? Have been to Parrot blog, man!
The case is that of the opening day I went with my nephew the Pea to see his beloved Dani Mateo ...
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seen in this photo, Jodie seems to me a lot:-D
had not reached the plaza when people started showing up and more people (human, of course). Countless adults with their offspring. We who were so quiet, we had to fight to avoid being trampled or thrown us to the pylon. Finally, my Guisguis and I got a safe place from which to watch the show and wait ... and wait ... and wait ...
My Peas, seeing human baby, ran after them to play and be entertained while we made time. What was my surprise, when a human litter all dressed alike (rocks, I think they call it), was placed to my left. 'What the hell will want these now? " . There should be more than eight or nine babies, all dressed in shirts, pants and sweatshirts or shirts the same color and a strange slogan on the rear.
At first I did not pajolero case. Why? While not try to sell or steal anything ... But that, as I said, was at first.
"Bang!" . Rang out around me. "Bang!" . Thundered. 'PUM! " . The sounds were becoming more frequent and closer. Where from?
I turned around me, children ran playing, oblivious to the din. His parents were watching with dreamy eyes. Does anyone realized what was happening?
My nephew, Pea, came to me with a look of terror.
- Aunt infected rat, some children are throwing firecrackers me!
So was that? I turned the focus of everything. The flock of buzzards peñeros that had been placed to my left let slip his small throwing firecrackers downtime against children playing by the City Council and, therefore, against my mouse, which seemed to have caught some grudge.
- Please, can you stop throwing firecrackers at children? "I asked them not without a certain tone of authority.
And they stopped throwing firecrackers.
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Indeed, if by now you have believed this ends so that I do not know enough.
Obviously, children are not allowed to shoot fireworks. Especially a blue shirt brat who, despite having no more than twelve or thirteen, I glared at him and continued his humanitarian work estupendísima (jalagran ...!) .
- Please, stop throwing firecrackers at children, that you are scared ...
The continued throwing firecrackers urchin as if his life depended it. Her friends looked like, 'it seems to have gone deaf! ".
- Would you stop throwing firecrackers from a bloody time? Can not you see they are playing quietly and you're giving them a sack?
Of course, to address the breeding of human language used a firm but polite. Perhaps, if I had said: 'whore' rather 'damn' and 'ass' rather 'sack' , has added a series of expletives of my own, the brat of the f ... would have been, at least, more respectful.
- Well, do not run before us. Because I do not think that is frightening.
- to see they are half as old as you. They are running without bothering anyone and you, throw you instead of firecrackers in the face, you're throwing them the feet. Gives me that it is really frightening.
- them go somewhere else to play ...
Lord, Lord ...! Long live the people and their peculiar way of seeing and civic life.
- Correction. They were before you.
- I have thrown firecrackers at the foot lot and I've never scared.
- But you're twice their age and they do not are doing anything wrong. If you want revenge you look for someone threw you. But do the damn please leave the kids alone.
- course, as the traumatized ...!
As the conversation progressed, I was increasingly aware that my face swelled vein. If she would not give to have to look to their parents and fit the chicken girl rude and crude they have at home.
- Who are your parents?
The girl looked at me with contempt. With the same contempt that used to watch a recent shit on the sole of the shoe. Slipped between his friends and continued throwing firecrackers while erre que erre said the comrades who wanted to hear: 'course, is that poor people are scared' . 'is to be traumatizing' ... Occasionally me furious glances, as if I were spared and did not know if I would be able to meet the threat talk to their parents (although I suppose that things have remained the same, surely applaud these despotic behavior of her daughter).
So far, my dear blogger @ s @ s the beginning of history. I do not know if you know a certain collection of books published back in the eighties who called 'Choose your own adventure' then I'll be able several alternative endings for you to choose which you like best:-D
1. confronted me with the parents, giving a long dissertation on the desirability of educating the offspring in the tool use of dialectic and respecting other people and species facing a brighter future as a possible Ambassador of the UNHCR and not as a third regional thug.
2. I discuss with the brat until day ago ... three days later.
3. Le trephine brains and discovered that there is nothing in his stubborn melon. Only two neurons boring and a couple of cobwebs.
4. The outrage and give me the run (which in terms of Rataciudad is to make a 'Farruquito').
5. Le under pants in public (and to the mayor and the town crier) and gave him twenty strokes of the yardstick.
6. I make swallowing firecrackers and waited until one by one, they explode in your pink sphincter.
7. locally termed I hit this club that is screwing teeth three weeks.
8. locally termed I hit this club you have to pick up ground his teeth with broken fingers.
9. I do stole your skin.
10. game of marbles with your eyeballs.
Well, dear me @ s @ s. .. Choose, choose XD
A kiss of Sussu petits mom!
PD.: TRACK !!!!! ¡¡¡¡¡ The number 4 is not far behind XDDDDD
PD2.: The first to say that the picture of my nephew the Pea is retouched with Potachof, you tear your head! (Read with the intonation of the Nobel Peace Prize and People's Princess, Belén Esteban XD). PD3
.: Why is so frowned among you humans, give him a well deserved spanking a child? : - $
PD4.: Shit, what has my smaller head Guisguis! And you could warn me, bucking ...! XD
