Hello, foie puturrús mom!
Glaglaguix of OFDI is celebrating. Now ... At this very moment. While I'm posting. Fiesta Gland
Although ... I mean, BIG is on 9 September (what a great date to remember ...!), The glaglagluixeños are better than anyone and have a week and a holiday prefiestas. To me, as a rat I am, this situation reminds me the uncle (human, of course) who had the biggest cock in the world, because he had foreskin foreskin foreskin and post ... XD
For this reason, although officially the festivities usually begin six or seven (depending on the day of the week ), and finish the thirteen or fourteen, it is normal since early September and have everything ready for the big day ... Glaglagluix ¡¡¡¡¡ GREAT START !!!!! Marrano I mean, no ... The day of the Virgen del Espinar!
Since late August and begins to chew the festive feeling in the village. The streets are filled with groups of humans that talk about the rocks that will form to take a ham (Of suckling pig, of course), the stellar performances ("The Wonderful Memories Orchestra ',' La Banda del Pasodoble Magnificent '...), or evidence of' guincana 'popular clubs.
This year, with the theme of the crisis, there has been significantly reduced corridas (bull). And thank God they are the bulls and not from everyone. Finally! To be who contradict me on this:-D (As of bullfighting, not all ... coñiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiioooooooooo, I'm rolling!).
Anyway, yesterday I met with humans in the Town Hall Square to hear the opening speech by Maria Elena actors Ballesteros and Dani Mateo, who enlivened the start of the holidays with thanks and best tips for keeping alcohol intake wholesale and wanting to sleep it off on park benches.
What was my surprise to find that at the center of the plaza, a madman (drunk, no doubt), had 'forgotten' a delicious ham on top of a pole. Thus, as one who does not like things. Why humans are so rare, bucking? Or maybe the ham had decided ...
Just pay attention to delicious ham left there. Failing that, they ran after a towering dolls with huge heads dancing to the municipal orchestra (yes, municipal, as the police), with dead arms and face absolutely expressionless. How strange you are humans, goblet!
My ratahermana, my nephews and I got to chase the crier (sounds like a joke, but it is real), and shouting: "Al ataqueeeeeeee! ', I took a picture posing with my nephew Pea.
A very nice man who did not hesitate a moment to stop for a few seconds to sign autographs and take pictures with the crowd. But
I was fearing for ham suicide. Nobody was paying attention? What if I fell into the void? What if he broke a leg touching the floor XD?
suffered by him. I lapped him. Nobody was aware of her pain? What desperation? Luckily it was a brave and gave up like a champ on the backs of other humans who did support him ...
On this valiant went another. 'Quick! Ham! It will fall! " , I cried. 'Goodbye, cruel world! 'screamed the ham with a sweet voice coming out of his black claw.
The embattled red shirt boy kept climbing and climbing. Wanted to save the ham with all his might. Perhaps he thought this could leave orphaned at three or four feet or more poor ham sausage ...!
Upload, rising, rising ... Climbing, climbing, climbing ... The boy was approaching the ham. Can she convince him not to? Is it good negotiator?
chewed
tension in the environment. The brave young man was placed under the ham, fearing that any moment this could leap into the void. Clinging to the mast like a koala.
is let go of her hand and slowly approaching ... 'Do not let go! " cried the brave young man 'Hold on tight! Wait a minute! " .
The boy reached the top of the stick. The square in the bore stony silence. Whispered something to the leg of suckling pig. But as soon as we arrive slightly hissing. Got hold of the hoof. The clutching tightly with his left while he clung to the mast. 'I have you now! " shouted the boy as humans gathered broke into applause and cheers.
But that was not done everything. With a quick and incomprehensible move, the boy dropped the ham to his friends, who were waiting down armed with a long knife. The rest you have to imagine, of course.
Back home, my nephew pellet was talking to his mother my ratahermana:
Pellet: Zabez "what, Mom?
Ratamadre: What, Pellet? Pellet
: pdócima Puez that time to put the ham ...
Ratamadre: going to raise you to look ...
Pellet: Puez the time pdócima Adiba put the ham there, Puez zubez and cogez you, okay?
We got home and the dwarf was climbing the bars of the railing of the stairs trying to take his toys and calling hams.
A kiss of Sussu petits mom!
PD. : Really, humans, who do not understand you ... Poor ham!
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