Bad Breathed Snail
Caracol Con Mal Aliento
posted by Oscar Grillo at 11:26 am
Thursday, August 05, 2010
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6 Comments:
Are you still desperate today?!
Dear agony Uncle:
My scooter accident was very strange yesterday. The man who's fault it was smashed into the back of me and his leg was trapped under his bike. It took myself and a cab driver to lift the bike off him. His ankle was broken. Whilst we waited for the ambulance he apologised for hitting me and told me he had cancer.
Naturally I just told him not to worry and that the minor damage to my bike was inconsequential. It was only later that I thought he may have lied in order to make me feel sorry. He didn't exactly look healthy, but who would when one foot is pointing in the opposite direction?
Am I wrong to think he may have lied?
Regards,
Jean from Somerset.
BAD BREATHED SNAIL
mi
caracol se
llama Roberto Goyeneche
- mal aliento
tiene
porque
está
- sí
casi muerto en la memoria colectiva de Jung
pero
vivo
en mi corazón
Crookie. this is the best comment I ever received. I don't have cancer as far as I know, but I wish I did so I can use it as a excuse for a misdemeanour or as an aid to loose weight
Roberto Goyeneche tenia un aliento exquisito, Morcilla.
Claramente es caracola y a esa boquita de fresa me le animo con o sin mal aliento. Y lo que surja...
viste a lo madona y baila como loca
y te mira y te hace temblar,
su silueta anuncia curvas peligrosas
su veneno te matara...
pero mira que boca no puedo respirar...
ESTRIBILLO
boca, boquita de fresa,
un besito de su boca,
quiero tenerla muy cerca,
nada, nada me importa,
me le acerco bailo a su lado,
media vuelta y me dejo pintado,
boca, boquita de fresa me mando a volar...
azul!, azul!, azul!, quien! quien!, azul!...
se viste a lo madona y baila como loca,
y te mira y te hace temblar,
su silueta anuncia curvas peligrosas,
su veneno te matara,
pero mira que boca,
no puedo respirar...
ESTRIBILLO
me le acerco bailo a su lado,
media vuelta y me dejo pintado
boca boquita de fresa
ESTRIBILLO
mira que boca, pero como provoca,
mira que boca, pero como provoca,
mira que boca, pero como provoca,
mira que boca, pero como provoca,
mira que boca, pero como provoca,
mira que boca, pero como provoca.
boca, boquita de fresa,
un besito de su boca,
quiero tenerla muy cerca,
nada, nada me importa,
me le acerco bailo a su lado,
media vuelta y me dejo pintado,
boca, boquita de fresa
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