Good grief, guys, this time I uncovered another pot Rosicrucian!
Well, I do it quick.
Today, like every Wednesday afternoon, I'm going to write a drilled a serious professional, or rather to what I considered that ... one that in the pages of a local newspaper
himself as "hot, sexy, available all day, sweet as honey, fun."
I go in his bachelor pad , I do my honest chupa chupa , let's pence and I take the trouble with elegance, advising the sgallettata to be the sage on rat packs ... eh eh eh ... when we give in, do not prisoners, despite my 83 years.
At that, the Squinzi was like "Hello Micro ..." (Which will have meant?).
Well, anyway, she came down the stairs I realized that I forgot the pants in the house of girl, they date back and then here ... my atavistic instinct tells me not to ring the bell, but to introduce me to sneak in that bachelor pad ... I extract the crowbar laptop ... are inside ...
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
... TO BE CONTINUED ...
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