Saturday, September 17, 2005

Clonazepamm, Lorazepam When the summer ends ...

ndo hazards such as wrecks, tractor seats, ran over a guy named Charmander (see previous posts), we cagamos mothers fucking each other in our 24 hours a day, get drunk, we swam at the beach at 5 in the morning, play the Playstation 2 (you know the real crack of "Sing Star" me), missed buses, play beach soccer with interesting consequences endured to sing songs from Juanes, Amaral and Andy and Lucas without letting two hosts, boarded the mountain, we descended the hill, ...

In short, a summer that has not been time to get bored, we call it FULL SUMMER.

Thanks for all the times spent, and thanks for all we have left to live, do not change ca

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