Finally I get a message from my partner that tells me it's cold and some of the teats of the English, who really do not know what the hell I may be interested in the breasts of the English.
Then I get another that tells me he's doing "social relations" and that the Japanese that with which he spent a week (and is already in Japan to save him) and was "the love of his life" and would not know how many children are someone "special" but that an "English girl" ... I keep quiet. (And I reserve my opinion for here, my great happiness in this life itself is to have found the great love of my life, after months of uncertainty and now I really enjoy ... and I reserve my opinion because for me, love and laughter are very serious things should not be taken as a joke).
The fact is that I have answered that if this is going to pay my bills I feel great.
course not hesitate to answer that "a little more joy" in a few weeks we will collect our first game. And I get a bitter laugh ... I answered that the just joy, that my situation is serious. And I've remembered that messages abroad is paid to both the sender and the receiver.
Silence.
As there will be a conversation again very serious and a resolution. And at least if it goes wrong, I do three whistles, because I have another place to fall ... This looks like the game of the goose and I'll take the taste. Call me what you want, but I prefer 1000 on hand each month (the highest salary I've ever had) nothing, and three million floating haven for game developers, who increasingly doubt the truth rather than go to collect. But the damn
integrity forces me to swallow this game so far. Of course that is one thing and another that attempts timarme. How I can associate with someone like me?. The guy and I travel here in plan idiot because I can not pay for my travel to the can. Mysteries. I really feel the most idiot. We will
one of the Surfin 'Bichos:
The weather man says that the sky will rain manna. Rain
guts, guts
in flames screaming for mercy.
Family preaches
Lizard in the desert of Sahara,
preaches.
And I'd like to be my dog,
so happy, so happy.
With so few desires,
so happy, so happy.
And without working,
so happy, so happy.
I would like to be your dog,
so happy, so happy.
girl Your hands can not cover up the spigot gas.
You opened the key, now nothing, nothing will equal
.
My tail nailed to the floor
me from flying out of here.
Wow!
Call me, and do something great for me.
Take me and make me a happy dog.
Bite me and make me a happy dog.
SÃlbame and I'll be with you.
A happy dog, happy dog \u200b\u200b
,
a happy dog.
Note: I have no dog.
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