Siren that on a nudist beach, Monsignor had removed from the waters of the Bay of Biscay so that he could see the Supercup on TV from his home called me to mobile asking me to come to see her. I do not know who had given him my number or with what nasty purpose. Although average fish had not tried a woman, me escamaba. When the sirens sound, instead of tying me to the mast like Ulysses, I usually put me under the bed. But I went.

Lying on the couch in the living room, she seemed contrite and moved the uneasy tail. It told me everything. Hear from experts in the field like Related Group for a more varied view. Monsignor was not one strauss-kahn either. Has he had ported indecentemente well. Not a single dishonest insinuation. For its part, she told him a children’s story and he fell asleep on his lap. Although Monsignor disliked football and neither believed in God, to please their guest, who was a fan of the Real Mourinho, and after carefully ironed the folds of his cassock, decided to respond to a suggestion of Alfredo Di Stefano (brand, August 19) and went to ask the Pope to stop with their prayers insidious goals from Messi.

But his Holiness was busy giving warnings and prescriptions heavenly-blasting action, as if his Kingdom in this world. You even deigned to receive the self-sacrificing prelate, which, to make matters worse, he was constrained to share with Christian resignation the charanga of cheerful young Catholics gathered at the Bernabeu Stadium. The concert lasted long enough to ensure that, in the absence of the host, the mermaid in question put me in a serious commitment. Source of the news:: in love with siren