Thursday, September 10, 2009
34 Weeks With Back Pain And Pelvic Pressure
A poor peasant was lying on his bed, with a terminal illness, I had few hours of life.
suddenly smell the aroma of food he liked best: beef empanadas freshly home!
For him there was nothing better in the world that his wife Cirila pies.
By a superhuman effort by going to the dining room begins to see the steam carrying the aroma of ground beef and onion that emanated from the kitchen.
comes to the wooden table where they were extended succulent crispy empanadas and takes one, seeing that their efforts had paid off, as his last wish would be, when suddenly ... haps ... feels a strong blow to the head bucket drop his powers and almost made him fall prey to the weakness of his legs.
Trying not to collapse to the ground makes a turn by flipping the light, he saw his wife with an iron ladle in hand, saying
do not ever fucking ...! Are pa'l wake ...!
(Thanks Sanctuary).
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