May 2008

Saturday

rods we came in handy to get a little a day:

- Baby, the hit for the wedding only cost me € 140
- Milin, put other wine.

After repainting the eye stripe in the middle of all the tavern, after half a tortilla and 3 blue cheese croquettes and Alf relocated my plate, we went to a birthday party which I had not been invited.

best thing is that after 20 minutes I was on my second gin and tonic in caps. Niñaterío much, much Shakira, Juanes and much laziness.

Milin, displayed a friend to a friend, version Safe mode but Carmelo Gómez long hair and beard of several days. He was accompanied by, we'll call "The black Móstoles.

she began to chatter and I to ENDM CG animated chat (at least I) and Milin, trying to feign interest highbrow pose in front of a GC with phrases like, "Oh, for that matter do I have I posted a story that ....", or "Uis, really use expressions ..." My conversation turned to "You march in Ciudad Pegaso ?", "There is life beyond Coslada? "I mean, a conversation between a mega chulapa Andalusian an uncle of parents born in Ghana.

fled terrified into the core of Malasaña, thinking that everything would return to normal and dance to glutamate Ye-yé, to give.

Big mistake.

entered a antrillo we frequent and we find this:

NO puedorrrrrrrrrl (the parrot with the title güayondo disc on the left)

The übermoderno has gone beyond.
has derived a new tribe.

Another ??????

Out T-rays. Outside the horn-rimmed glasses.

now printed shirts are impossible.
With decent lunar and combinations of color blind medical tests. Waiters
shirts majos but bowling. WTF??

"Tia, we do not see pints of malasañeros, or what?

We tell with a glance that the parties are so Getafe in Getafe. But no.

follow the rhythm of music. It know the words. The hum. We ojipláticas.

us a guy was on top of my guild and spits out a me: What you have not seen an aeronautical engineer as handsome as me?
I feel like saying: If you had seen here before and I have found cute, rest assured that you already have fucked for months, kid.

But I remind myself that I am not Carmen de Mairena

we drop almost a billiard table in the middle of the track. Almost yawning, and drilled the head engineer.

At three, decided it was time to go home. That night was no longer ours.

And, as said Milin, going to the taxi;

tacky Or we play music, or we are nothing ....