My life is a television series. Approaching the end of the season. The closing chapter is a celebration of Alon within week and a half, the day I speak Digital Village (and again I put in the program.)
many things, good and bad, regular and exciting and heartbreaking and confusing y.
The first chapter of the next season will be Sept. 29, but first a little vacation: I go to Czech Republic. Quiobo. For a week. Do not envy me, and I mean: will be on tour tour tour, and with journalists in the world and itineraries and dinner with the folk group and bike ride (I do not ride a bike) and bird watching. Well, it is good, very good indeed, just not my ideal trip walk-and-miss-in-the-city, but not suck: I'm not pocopaseada but CEROPASEADA, I have never been to Europe, I'd merezo yaaaaa, and anything else is quite welcome. In December I'm going to London but "that's another story."
"That's another story," with the phrase chale. Today, talking to a "notorious former publicist" I mentioned the commercial Ferrero Rocher ambassador's holiday, and he did not understand. I said I would good to sell a DVD on the subway with a compilation of all the commercials from the past 30 years have become reference: Betty ugly teeth, Nana Chona, Vermox and tail, Julio Regalado, Saul Lizaso drinking Bacardi eating Mijares Sabritas, the Herdez with Luis Miguel song "if you knew how rich the mushroom", the Vazquez Brothers song, the jingle of toys My Joy, etc.
posting stories In truth, there are going publipost section of the post:
Since Leopard is on sale this month, ask your barker. If not, go to site, read my story of Diego Luna and Jose Mara Yazpik (parentheses: Chema is the most funny and cute and handsome) and expenses already entered the éntrenle pa contest win a cell phone. End
publipossss and possss.
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