Friday, June 22, 2007

Birthday Cakes In Motorbike Shape

Tranqui dad, come

Here comes the pink sheet. Everyone want, but nobody dares to take it. After several seconds, Peter encourages them to face the challenge.
"Sons of a bitch. Play again at 10.30. These guys think we saw the face.
complaints fade quickly and a week later, a slow pace players arrive at Deutsche Bank. Five more minutes and, at least, there are already eleven gladiators with pouches to go on the court.
-Che people lack the Black. Synthetic
, but effective. Simple, but conflicted. Again the same story. Black
"This is always the idiot. I have the balls inflated. Tranqui
-dad, and must be to come. The call for calm
perish instantly. Just at the moment in which the technician is worthy to give the technical talk, get a whip from behind. "I'm rotten
which are not committed to the team. If you always arrive late to come no more. That is what the captain would have to say. Tranqui
-dad, and must be to come.
The owner has a clear voice, but always hidden. Pull the kick and hides it hides among the other shirts. As when two cliques threaten to fight. Forward the most handsome, most big men. In the second line, the dwarf with a slap full of loose ends impunity battle. It is a time bomb. Finally the commentary takes effect.
"If it's true. That is going to play with the country. Already, we do not. Tranqui
-dad, and must be to come. His virtues football
are necessary to strengthen a defense that, on several occasions, he flirts with the win. But his party nights enjoy little support for the team. The temperature rises and the unjustified anger not to climb.
"I was, let us vote. Raise your hand if you want to go Black. Tranqui
-dad, and must be to come.
-asshole, stop saying that stupid. Do not you see we're at halftime.
No vote. Much less expulsion. Let
-boys, as captain I'll give the ultimatum. Here comes the Black
. Barefoot with boots in hand. Nothing appears to hasten his departure, although it is aware of his inexcusable delay. The team spirit is in full swing. Obliquely, several players build an ideal scenario for the fire to spread quickly.
-Sory that I was late. I was eating a rich black chori-rinse, pulling the navel lint. What little party last night, right? Why were the seven? Was for more ...
-For black, and you bank a million. I have to say something on behalf of the team. Looks what point
violence. The captain has a duty to do the right thing. Always did. And this time is no exception.
-Black it's the last time. And make yourself the boot now enter. We're losing 1-0.

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