That fart band! some time ago I started to check my emails with a cracker of these aunt rose and a cup of milk, had about 6 unread emails but seeing a girl in my inbox I missed the rest and that was what I read This I did because my girl does not send me emails unless planes are important or very shit, the title was "The Diary of an asshole" and then I want to share with you.
Ladies and gentlemen, bloggers and bloggers, napkins and diapers, with a daily pc asshole.
This story is for those who occasionally have made them a hard day and need
revenge from that made them.
was sitting at my desk when making a phone call and I answered a kind of evil genius.
YOU WANT!,
I said, 'Bueeeenaas, could talk to Luis Gonzalez? "
'Not this idiot lives here. " And I hung up the phone in the most rude.
turns out he had dialed a wrong number, so I proceeded to call the number listed.
After hanging up, look at the phone number wrong in my desk, I decided to call this number and the person who answered hung up.
I said - 'You're a CULEEEEEROOOOOOOOOO' and hung up. Immediately
enter that number on my agenda and I put next to the word Culero ..
Every week when I was a stone called the guy and when I answered he said:''You're a CULEEEEROOOOOOOOOOOOO
! '.
This made me feel much better, but while I found the Caller ID service, so I just stop calling for a few days to Culero.
Then it occurred to me the following: Check your phone number and saying what he said: "
Buenooouuuu?
I said,
- 'Good evening, I call the Sales Department of Telmex to know if you know the service ID Call ... "
The guy replied:
'NO' and I said, 'That's because you are fucking CULEEEEEEROOOOOOO WEEE'.
GALLERIES One day I was waiting on a lady came out to park the truck in the space she vacated.
Well, it turns out that when the lady came out, came a guy driving a blue Renault and went to the brave, it recurs, but nothing, the guy just got off the car and went to the mall completely ignoring me. Given his attitude
thought "this is a Culero" and that's when I noticed that his car had a sign that read: FOR SALE ... PHONE CALL 871-15-18.
Then I called the rate of Renault:
- Yes, I speak with the lord of the blue Renault 9 is for sale?
"Yes, talk to him.
- Could you tell me where I can see it?
"Yes, I live in Puebla No. 1216 is a yellow house and the car is in front of the house.
"My name is Eduardo Chacon and I can find in the house after 6 PM.
Thanks. I said. "I can tell you something Eduardo?
"Yes, of course.
-Eduardo ... YOU ARE A CULEEEEEROOOOOOOOO. And he hung up.
Well, from that day and had two Culeros to call.
After a couple of time by calling the belt, it got boring, so I decided to make it more fun
and I did the following: Call
Culero No. 1. And the guy rude
replied: WHAT YOU WANT?
And then I said, 'Are you the Culero?' But not hung.
The guy said: - Are you there? ... See if you stop calling me bastard.
I said, "I do not give me the fucking win, as you see it?.
The guy asked me softly ... What's your name?
- Eduardo Chacon said.
- Where do you live?
- A little if you come from? ... No. 1216 Puebla Street in a yellow house where a blue Renault ahead.
- In less than an hour I'm there to break your mother you son of a bitch!
I said - Uuuuuy yes ... I'm shitting the shock! Culero!,
CULEEEEROOOOOOOOOOO!, And he hung up.
After that I called the Culero No. 2, and when she answered I said ... That Fart Culero.
- PUTO ... If I ever find you, I'll break your face and legs!, he said.
- So is the thing?, I said ... because today is your chance because in less than an hour I
at home to break your mother, CULEEEROOOOOOOOOOO to see you're going to do.
Then I called the police and told them I was going to Calle de Puebla No. 1216 to kill my boyfriend
knife that I found with another man.
Then call the most prestigious newspaper "Debate" to report that the police had found two daggers
to DEAD, and gave them the address.
Then I went to the nearest OXXO, buy a liter coca, a bag of popcorn and a micro
Malboro, you know the mother and the fact I went there to see the show: About 6 patrols
around the house, two assholes giving of madrassas in the street, police
trying to separate them, making them rethink an advisor and cameras
reporting a dispute between two gay subversive passion.
What do you think?? That IF is to be a .... CULEEEEEROOOOOO
!
PS As
not happened to me!
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