martes, 18 de agosto de 2009

A day with Chico Da Silava

The other day i was walking around looking for a bar with my friend Francisco, aka "Chico". I supposedly knew where the bar was. I didn't. So we started walking around in circles... as usuall

He starts telling me that I don't know where the bar is...I try to stick to my story but my story doesn't stick. Then he looks up and starts laughing.... "What?" I said. He points

I look up and this is what I read.

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