stoy teaching as a handle, laughing at the lame and old, and spit-in-class fools on the bench fumandonos our Petilla as we met a redneck on the bank of the same age as my cousin playing with a gam boi, my cousin will tell you mange the gam boi and says the fool: you give me the gam boi or burn the eggs will not give him the push and brings us his sleeve and began to burn to ashes with cigarette and alcohol bottles, began to whine and say, as you can think of your old chivarte kill you
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