It`s a great guy my Old

Hello boys and girls, girls and boys, as they dance? I am here in a post-Christmas afternoon, his belly still swollen and a little sleep to recover. But do not be afraid I will not make a summary of year-end, the truth was not my best years so I'll leave my coequipers that will make better than me. or will I talk about my old man is a phenomenon. The other having a nice chat in my car (my old man technically, but if I put the gas equipment that makes us so happy in some proportion is mine as well x) I remembered a tragi-comic story I'm about to go to run in a short but intense words.
It was a common night, an ordinary day, a development company where he held a beautiful celebration can not remember which was celebrated so I leave to your imagination. We were with my cousin Peter, in the midst of a karaoke rowing. For if they are not counted or not had the misfortune of witnessing one, my cousin and I make a karaoke, a show where we sing, we invite those present to sing and do the odd game for people to pass relatively well ( consulting engagements here haha). We were in the midst of a slump no one approached to sing so my cousin (has 40 pirulos) had the best idea to put an issue of his time, my old Piero, because people were great and could come to have people who likes the pretty but sad muyyyyyyyyyyyyy Piero theme that we wanted to present. We sang some verses of the song and we see that movement is generated in the room, look inside yourself thinking that either we sang che, with two stanzas that make people go crazy, and we see a man running towards us making a gesture of scissors (the description of gestures I let another ride that's good at that) screaming in the last few yards that we cut and please point us to a table. Here is nice story becomes one of the worst moments of my life where I felt anxiety, heat, like disappearing, and many more dark feelings. As we look to the table saw a lady, old lady, some 80-odd, in wheelchair, as I recall that for your imagination fly, but was very much like the lady in wheel chair to Gasalla, which asked all the companion and said of course not, I beg you not bring it to me, and moved crashing all great but great character. This grandmother was holding her head, moving it all around and slapping the table without stopping, shaking his head, torso, said no, and cried like a damn. What we do not know is that her husband had died of poor elderly to little time, so in the encircled a large logistics and relatives tried to calm, but without success, so the old woman was taken to the bathroom in the middle of a nervous breakdown and never came out of the bath.
If not amused them (remember to Gasalla doing the character, but step help and house by house and the story with gestures that could work better haha) but it did and then this whole scene had to grab the microphone and keep singing as if nothing had happened, but if pasoooooo almost killed an old woman.
This teaches us that the wanker can cagarte Piero night. Piero and your whore of parioooooooó jajaja

Embrace goal and having a big but great 2010