A group of not so distracted moral young ladies were engaged to visit nursing homes of high society gentlemen. Why? Very simple! The little women gave away 20 minutes of conversation with the gentlemen looking to eventually leave at least part of their heritage. Some were more blatant, were left rubbing and related to the poor heart of oldies will accelerate and to stop once and for all. That is Venezuela!
What's going on with the blog? Am I dead and partying? "I was badly hit in Peru or the Eastern Republic of Uruguay? Not so! Simply my new powers do not allow me to frequently update this blog of life, it is difficult to find spare time for these trifles. confess I miss sharing with you the stories about the absurdity of my existence. What faggotry so horny!
Until a little less than a month I had a post-adolescent rebellion and was fully convinced that it was right to grow my hair long. Suddenly and for no reason, I came to their senses and decided to cut it myself because I found a lack of respect pay 70 Bs to an outsider to commit genocide with my dream of becoming a kind of spic Bisbal.
Everything was perfect, too perfect ... Until I got the bright idea of \u200b\u200basking a favor to my dad to give him a the capillary masterpiece and I sheared a disgustingly barbaric and savage way. My cries were heard throughout the valley of Caracas! My poor father did not know what to do and would only serve a fucking drink of rum and Coca Cola ... Who the hell told me that a PhD in Social Sciences would serve as a barber?
Finally, after receiving the vilest taunts of friends, family and coworkers, I decided to stay without a fool and a brand new bald look ... To my surprise, my look was a success and was well received by my many fans, which I reassuring because in the case of the inheritance right of theirs, and I was so bald as my father, as a crew cut will also be an option ...
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