A rehearsed response ...
You know when you're a boy, invented a lot. And pruba things.
I tried marijuana, with a group of friends, and loved it! I got on a tripod and hear music and think ... but basically to have a good time chill. Sure, and those days are gone muuuuuucho ago, jajajjaja. But it is always a reminder of the crap that one to when young ...
2am. in my living room.
As usual, before bed, sometimes Tabaquite and lit a smoke, to sleep soundly. At that time, it's my best friend, Chespi. He sits with me and says "fuck men, let me try that thing to see what happens ..". And smoked.
laaaaaaaaaargo spent time.
as 2 minutes.
And we were sitting in the room again, listening to Pink Floyd Echoes (imagiiinateeeee).
In my house, had 2 beds in the room, facing each other. Everyone was in hers. And in one, looking chichigua in band, I said "loko! And if someone comes and finds us here as well ???!!!... and told him to "quiet men, nobody would come. that the only person who can walk in the door is my sister, who is on the street, and if it comes, what is going to ask is -" oh TABA, and are you all doing here? "- and will tell you that" anything that we would leave, but we sit here listening to music, and it will continue its path "... simple.
Just at that moment, like a movie Gentlemen, my sister goes out the door, watching us, and asks my friend "Oh Chespi , and you doing here ??"...
course, take into account that we were smoking, and enseyada question had to be me, not only Chespi ....
Y el se queda con cara de estupefaciente en migración, mirándola, boquiabierto, diciendo "eeeeeeeeeee", y me mira, y yo lo miro como diciéndole "dí la vaina coño!!", y el gagea, y la mira "eeeeeee", y ella, se pone en cuadre y levanta la ceja, y el me mira otra vez y me dice "men, e que era a ti que te iba a preguntaaaaarr!!!!.. y yo, obviamente, me caaaago de la risaaaaa, y el revienta en risa, tratando de explicarle a ella que teníamos un plan, y yo no puedo con la risa, y tambien trato de hablar y no puedo..jajajajjaajjajajaja...mieeeeeeeeeldaaaaa, que quemón!!! jajajjajajajajajjaja....
Y ella, parada en la puerta....no no no no jajjajajajajjajaa.... que no entendía ni un pito de la vaina..... jajajjajajaaj... Y la cara de Chespi, roooooja, sofocao, que no podia hablar de la risa y del acoñe!!! jajajaja....
La verdad que esas vainas no se olvidan!
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