Che Massita: To whom you want to believe? (we do not grab more of Bolu).
If I heard the screams from here. For that is locked ... shegua and say that as a truck driver shouted hysterically. No photographers, lest being seen botox bad, with unpainted mascara run and the mouth ...
From what I am sure, is that greeted him with his hands crossed on his chest.
Cleto, know this: there is no heart abracitos like popcorn for you.
Now go and REITs in the solitude of the plane that takes you back to Mendoza.
I laugh with you ... whole country laughs at you ...
crying, that kick, that whore.
YaST distelgusto you see her with hair disheveled and exorbitant.
Quénvidia, man ... how I would have liked to be there !!!!!
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