I was sitting quietly editing a TV commercial production house in my old Tirapóst.
was an ordinary afternoon, which would be transformed into madness.
And all for an ant. What animal
more villain that. These ants are indeed mysterious, hiding and walking through the pits and that ... God knows that weave around !!!!!...
was a beautiful Tuesday afternoon, and we were all in the office. Nelson Maita was in another room editing (my brother's soul but never heard of the after he went to live in Miami).
The thing is that while I was editing my chair, I suddenly bitten by an ant .... and when I lift the keyboard, I see a phyllite walking down the compu .... As always, I look to get distracted and lose focus of what I'm doing (which is why the school would not let me sit in the window), so I decided to drop you back to the shale ... and I see coming down the table, still from behind the furniture, which move in order to continue watching.
At that time, Marcia comes to tell me something very important job, and I said "What you do with that piece of furniture volteao ?"..." Na, that toy .. fixing wires here."
I keep in mine, and I see that the shale across the room and enters another. I turn and I go just to see that the phyllite, now larger, up the wall and goes between the windows. I am on the second floor. The balcony did not open, so I asked Kenny (the utility company then) I got a ladder. I get to the balcony across the courtyard, and I see the philote up to the roof, just above the editing room of Nelson. I climb the ladder and climbed to the roof and see the phyllite India gets a breather pipe on the roof, but is covered with a block of clay, just above the Nelson room. When I lift the block, SEÑOOOORRR MERCY!! DIAAAAAAAAAAAABLO or how little bird in it together and reburujao men tube !!!!!... I mean, that was like a rally Pena Gome and Balaguer on the bridge of the 17, next to the world !!!!.... That was the last straw of ants !!!!! and as I lifted the block (m sure it was 10 years old that no one raised) have encojonao the Cursed, and begin to leave the voladoraaasss!! It seemed that the tobacco pipe is coming with to the nest out! The Flyers are waaaaay
and Degracia every bit, and I frikeo and hit a girl scream, and grab a stick and begin to give you pain in the ass to the tube PAM! PAM! PAM !.... And that and that the sheath was lit! anderrrdiaaaaaa had in my life .... vito along both ugly bird!
I go running away, like a whole 12 years carajito I am, and I ran to the grocery store (I felt in my neighborhood, running barefoot and full mucus in jodedera !!!). I order a medium Baygon. No, better GRANDE !!!... NO nonono .. Dame 3 GRANDESSS !!!!!....
And go and climb over the balcony, climb the ladder and climbed to the roof again, and grabbed the Baygon and start SSSssssshhhhhHHHHhhhhHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHh ..... and leaving more hormaigaaass !!!!.. And I VACE the second, and I hit the tuboooo!! SSSShhhhHHHHHHhhhhhhhHHHHHHhhh (FOR, I'm down on baygon).
And thirdly, it vacuum tube pegao, pa in case you are not born nor the grandchildren of the ants. That was Hiroshima hormigal !....
AAAhhhhhh .... quench my human need to kill and feel superior race !!!... But it had lost as 2 hours working on that, and Ingrid's Y & R wanted me ajorcaaaarrrrr !!!... Continuing presence in my work.
Like 5 minutes later, sitting in my edition, I hear a sound eléctrrico (ZAPFFfffffff!!), And light as that goes. I sat, just move the eyes and right there, I hear screaming Nelson "FUUUEEEEEGGGGOOOO AYYYY COOOOOÑNOOOOOOO!! FUEEEGOOO FUEEEEGOOOO !!!!!!... and etralladera in his room, and I stop and put together a juidero! ! and when I arrived, he opens his door and there is a fuegazo !!!!! and a smog of diabllooO !!!!!!.... and we took the pads and give the fire, leaving the switch light of the fire left room !!!... SWITCH !!!!! like a flamethrower! !!!!!..... FUUUUAAAAAAAAA
overlook even the neighbors, and a juidero, and fire extinguisher and threw cojemos !!.... PUUUUFFFF !!!!....
We had to leave the office all the humas and fire extinguisher dust.
Trankil
When we are all out, Nelson explains how it all happened: "Suddenly, the switch started to sound like I had a short circuit and explode! FAQ! And left a fuegazo, like a flamethrower." And right there, says Secretary (ern was receiving the first floor, just below the Nelson room) "oh yes" and before your voci FIRE!, I gave me a low to Cursed Baygon .. "Damn
.
I automatically get Leslie Nielsen's face:
He says that clean" Ahhh yeahhhh, I also gave to me, but it smelled waaaaay! "
... Why is it that people talk so much and find and fuck !!!... NOW! WAS FIRE! NOT FIND OUT MORE PUSSY!
I say, do not suspect as pa "I ... e. ... like I took a smell ..... and also if
...." And he says the pendejaso Kenny, the steps I went, dike "but Taba was walking on the roof with 3 cans of Baygon great ... "
And when everyone turned and looked at me, seeking an explanation, I started with "Well, as I say .... There was once an ant ..." jajajjajajajajjajajajaj!! And my face
explaining:
jajajjajajajajajj!! that risaaa !!!!...
happened that the tube where they were ants, was one of the current hits the house, and it connects and down to the light switch in the editing room of Nelson, and continued down to the outlet of receipt . Baygon when pouring, it created a flammable gas chamber throughout the grid. The trouble is that these ants as bandits are chin chin to go eat the covers of the cables, and the liquid was a short circuit caused a spark that lit the pipe, and blew the breaker. (Discovery Diaaaaaablo. mega .. I fell short there !!... Vite!)
Moral: DO NOT FOLLOW THE ANTS Phyllites WHICH IS THEN ASSEMBLE A PEO!.
great thing is that I had to go through the same process faces and explain to Ingrid (my client) was not on time with this project, fabulous adventure !.... Taba ... What a fag.
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