I went home yesterday, I wanted to chew up. It's three steps away from home, but I feel like I can't stand it anyway. Well, what to do, I run for the first garage and do my black business. I am relieved, straight, I do not notice anything on the sides. At the very end of the urination I turn my head, a man stands in the neighboring garage and watches me wildly. I think that’s all, Pepper. by Mimi:
Sorry... I... no... no... no.
Without changing his gaze, he says:
Is there still a sack? The Lebanese is on the left, this fool had his audition to put at the exit of my garage