A face, a race
Shop, Internal evening. The first shadows of night descended, some becoming even worse, on the sleeping city.
The phone rings. My wife in tears. Ossignore GesùGiuseppeeMMaria (salvation of my soul) there he was, something happened. The mind is divided equally between those who want to silence the cry tears of grieving wife telefonante and those who think it is better to speak quietly to calm her down and get an explanation.
The former inchiappettano happily second that, talking quietly to each other, silently muttering .
"WHICH IS 'SUCCESS?!? HOW ARE THE GIRLS?!? STAY CALM NOW ARRIVING!
suddenly calm. She exclaims, sounding even slightly affected, something like what women do after that you've guessed the answer to "see me lose weight?"
"Hey, calm, what the heck you screaming?"
would wonder what the hell you crying on the phone then you remember the Pocket Nuvenia you saw coming out and coming in Defcon 2. If you talk like that is just because it's not because he is scared bitch and then you calm down.
"What happened to love?" (L 'love is clearly an addition made the last second because only after ten years of marriage you have also learned a little something)
starts to bark. "They took Irene kindergarten BWAAAAHHHHH !!!!" The latter phrase is intended
institutions school of this village of crap where we live have finally found a place for our daughter's nursery, you probably have resolved to put bunk beds or do lesson in the parking lot, however, from tomorrow, finally, the child goes to kindergarten.
Needless to say, until this morning, the subject was treated in terms it is not possible in this shitty little town where we live there is a waiting list for children of asylum, they do not know how important socialization and pitipim and patapam (the latter is not pronounced but, hey, I'll explain everything to stay there mica).
I now expect an evening of tears and blood because now ask whether it is possible move the date of entry of at least 15 days to accustom the child to the glasses (in the genetic roulette has caught the eyes of my father, fuck) and I do not agree, then there will be discussed. Then I remember the Nuvenia and everything will be resolved.
all the same.
Now I understand why my dad chuckling on my marriage.
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