One year (plus) then retake the Badil of Glamour. Why? Because yes, that drop crap the world do not need a reason for those who make you exclaim "yes!".
At this time they have spent a thousand and one things, good, bad, regular and more abundant, which ni-fu-ni-fa-it-all-the-hand . All do not fit into a post and besides, who wants to know what has already happened? Suffice it to say that we loved and left several men, that we have the odd particular kind of "practical romance ORNIS" to each other with better and worse students, who still love art and music and men what remedy!, who, though poor, we still have the glamor that characterizes us and we have coined a new term: BURRUBÚ.
And what is burrubú you may ask? When you say something you do not like ... Bu . When something you do not like anything you say ... Buuuuu . For when something is so terrible, he can put a smile, that's burrubú . When you try to flirt with you "that." Burrubú. The bride "sympathetic" to your sister. Burrubú. Getting a coffee cake with a friend, but then passes you by pipe. Burrubú. The vase has been your friend Pilarín in the head to go out. Burrubú. Have been disconnected for so long. Besides unforgivable ... BURRUBÚ.
I missed chic @ s!
