there as I love nature, trees that give me an excellent shade, the fresh country air, the gentle rain that wets my face, the green grass and comfortable, the sun which gives us the heat so rich wow!
But what happens when nature turns against us?? ho yeah!! I do not mean to hurricanes, earthquakes, tsunamis and things that kill human beings, I mean only when something happens that makes us pissed or causes us some discomfort! I like that chale!
Like when you tell your girl go from day camp, you take your cooler with juice, chelas, deli for snacks, your basket with groceries, take road on the outskirts of the city, you arrive you find a good place, put a placemat to sit and talk and everything will chingon when suddenly an army of ants begin to invade the place, a swarm of bees began to settle on the sweet stuff, a dog tries to take the bag of cold meats, the sky is flashing and when you tell your partner I think the better we will mark ..... mother fucking devil rain begins to fall, chale!
Another is when you go to the beach or if you're too fucking and after you go to a spa, you get everything you need, sunscreen, sunscreen, swimsuit, camera, and good and these alla cello, you get the sea to swim and mothers you are bitten by a bad water and you have to urinate over, the next day you wake it pecked, or puncture the skin burn (although you used sunscreen but you got to the sea and valuable mothers) and to finish the fuck you ate seafood dislike you and bring a fecal spill demon, chale!!
Or when you decide to go take a shell with your buddies the courts or already well dude if you're after on the street, you wear your sneakers, comfortable clothes and playing Fucho chingon, but at least you realize you are all fucking burned and the snout and body, and reached a very high temperature due to sunlight and the pace of the game when suddenly mothers, just click mark flood Noah's Ark, but as you keep playing as well man, the next day of a bitch fucking tonsillitis due to rain and sunny and click fever mothers, chale!
is also when you have to wash the car or fucked up and if you are after you wash it yourself, and as you walk in to pimp the car clean, the windows seem to open as if to clean it left, and bottle caps of chela not have everywhere, or cigarette butts or debris of candy and an odor like shampoo so rich, in that mother fucking rain as usual, I like to wash the car for us same as the fucking rain dance for red skin, and once again I have to say !!!!! chale
do not know if they have ever been the same, if not well then, that every mother and if so, since neither's fart fart is when nature turns against us!
