The power of my Debray These days it seems that the blogger virus has infected everyone and many of my friends are in these rolls ... jajajajaja pinches copycats. No, seriously, this is cool to write even to oneself, and are much better if those who read your inconsistencies and do not think that is vile garbage ... trash that is at least entertaining and why not ... to like it. In honor of this I updated the links on the right side of the page you point to some blogs of my books, I recommend especially the blog of my sensei in these dark arts: manteka manteka blog ... oil and acid a blog but a lot of fun that just makes you laugh and think at the same time ... low mother!. If you encourage me to write all this was for the manteka ... I said to myself "if this dude can ... or so I will not" jajajajaja ... but good because we cut the business outright and move on to writing something.
bubble bursts ... arrive at the secondary and easily make you stupid lol ... do not give much credit to people not telling the truth and realize that all the stories you told your friend Pepe from primary panchoAventuras were vile and you're the only dude that the thought that the money he lent to the cholo in recess two weeks ago so you will not pay "tomorrow" that the Magi did not exist ... that bad PEX. Then in the clashes with the opposite sex find that there is no easier way to flush them to tell the truth so well ... that girl that you took and let you cool and avoid talking about you say you like ... something that also applies to girls in their twenties. Why the panic or despair? ... So easy on your part would just say NO ... NO ... if you look a little
other males of the species, apply a bit of analysis and start seeing a pattern in these situations ie the game of seduction. I always liked the games ... that if video games, games that if that if kids games, books with mind games and puzzles ... that if all types of sports ... but not this kind of games! While it was my best friend Omar enjoyed of success with women ... on what to tell lies to the ears hahahaha, I know because I threw the whole show in the front row ... huiles were sometimes pure ... but also had a good percentage of girls well. A coconut washed them all similarly, as the bait to the vast majority of a bitch was after a while and the great majority were still there as pendejas. How many times have I heard friends complain about men sons of bitches ... but ching! If I get some type of truth and good intentions will take as their stupid or ignorant and it wey pa pure mother (we could ask or Fossi Trix), but then go and tell him that if the first re-bastard found ... then do not complain of what choose, if no obligations. For the third year ... was not a close friend of Omar who say I can not just be friends with someone who at least does not respect the person. More than once attempted Omar pull me to the dark side lol but even if he comes to consider, was incapable of lying to their level of mastery and keep your face ... jajajaja pinches primary directives. At the end opts for the more honorable way to treat them well, talk to the net and be "self" ... trial and error I could see ... no, that does not work. When he was 15 I left school with very amargueZ regard. Certainly
learn little by little by little to be more subtle, but the petty habit of get away with saying things as they tend to give jajajaja problems repeatedly. There is also the fact that the antenna that makes you get those "vibes" of the opposite sex, in my case it works erratically and tend to always play things backwards ... when I think I have a chance with some girl that neither the case ... and when someone is pulling me wave, I knew I did not mind. A skunk was you and fuck you invite to the movies to just the right time does not work ... no explanation is given no face ... in fact, someone told you to call him on Saturday to leave and then take the attitude of not answering phone calls or messages, one more than I planted a couple of times after time you wonder why you have not invited back to the back exit ... invite ???... aaah you fucking kidding!, who at one point had super chingon you one week to the next you can get to avoid like the plague for no apparent reason ... Throughout this issue of cross signals, of never knowing where you stand, to have that damn uncertainty and from my perspective is a complete lack of logic or sense I've come to really hate these so-called "games" ... Surely now might hate football it was all so chaotic and devoid of rules ... you say that you are dribbling soccer ball toward the goal and suddenly the rule change takes the ball with his hands and jumps to score in the basket ... during the brief time they are in the air pushing out the baseball bat punts the ball over the net Volleyball and shoe type intercepts it for a touchdown ... but it is you lost by knockout to not making a hole in one ... to jijo of a bitch! and then because you do not understand.
worst thing is that you ignore, to become the victim, give you unlimited long or evasive ... ESO uuuta mother if re-pissed. The net I can count on 3 fingers who have told me "NO" so directly ... the answer is not something you want to hear but it's something I really respect, not shit from those who can not tell it like it is.
I do not like games ... or people who like this kind of games. Hahahaha
the net barely notice I'm so fucking Eda! jajajajaja.