If there is something that drives me crazy to live in Australia, is certainly going to Surf competitions (filthy lie) . "- A year to the next edition?! But I do not know if I can stand ...-"... ruthlessly lied to my dear. And is that what can I say to the poor, he looks so dazed by the waves that so glad and all ... Everything is seen enoooooormemente taaaaaaaaan happy my McNovio DeLuxe (perhaps should start calling him Happy Meal?)
And that is when one "likes to surf," or what is the same , likes to your partner, with whom you live and share tooooodo: concerns, tastes, hobbies ... your last Ferrero Rocher of the season that you had saved as gold cloth ...- means:
- "Every single week, not 1 but 2 Sometimes, you MUST go see some tiny black dots there, 300 kilometers from the sea, pretending they are close, and go releasing a "wave-OOOOooooOOOOhhh ... Cool, Man! -" from time to time, to not note that the only tables that interest you are the Kevin Slater shines in its adom (Source: Handbook of How pretending that your partner and you have the same damn hobbies) " - .
BTW, I explain what happened on Monday. ... We had a day off because I did not think of a better place to to spend the day? Claaaaro my either! Because most giant outlet in the state, with clothes moníiiiisima of death to 70% discount, will lleníiiiiiiiiiiismo on Monday, absurdly automentía me to myself. And my paddling pool, Bonica it sure would be too lonely on Monday to go and enjoy a Mojito alcohol prohibited and therefore certainly no sunday children running around and shouting that fanatics would not be the same ... But it's clear something happened that Monday of vital importance: it was the great finaaaaaaaaaal Surf! Yaaaaaay!! Síiiiiiii man, the same one that McDeluxe the last month talking day and night without stopping ... Now that's exciting and do not find you with George Clooney in the morning when you turn on the Nespresso'-.-...
Another thing I love: surfing myself, myself (Lie, and this time the fat) . Come back to me the idea of \u200b\u200bsharing loooca bone-no to those cute little altruistic tiburoncitos them, they die by the fingers rechuperrearte feet, and for free, not like those fish (s) of heteros Doctor Fish.
What, really funny? Claaaro .... Like so much that even when the alarm goes off at 5am on a Sunday (yes, you heard right) , I see me with some jumps for joy ... Never mind all that "only" 2 hours ago, caught the bed, back from a crazy and surreal House Party as the typical American movies, filled with youth ages 12 throwing up on the geraniums, and hanging bottles of Jack Daniels in the threads of tender, while such children are placed under the stream to drink.
Finally, between screams, hysterics and gallons of salt water running through my trachea each time I breathe I'm learning to surf. As to that end, McDeluxe pushes me so you can catch the waves, the other day, and unluckily, was cut with one of the fins to hold the table. The show to gore film only took a moment to start: a major stream of red liquid two meters high, gushing from his hand, I almost fainted from drowning after the apprehension, and background a bull shark poking his little nose-yes, sharks do not have nose, I know, attracted by the substance.
But fortunately, it looks like the shark, after seeing the blood stream unrealistic, typical B-movie, turned around, convinced we had used ketchup for special effects. Advantages of having a McNovio Deluxe ...
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PD: Mc Deluxe, having read the post, has just informed me that the surfer who cited above, is not Kevin Slater, but Kelly Slater. For something that has good surf-you just have to remember a name, because for the last 500 years has won year after year the same kind, and goes and I can not remember his name correctly. If ....
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