E 'Monday, and like all Mondays are free from work. You have spent the afternoon sanded the soul and good shopping in the supermarket, like every Monday. Then you take a shower, you've made up, with two seconds instead of calm-as-you usually do while you wait for the light to change the clothes you choose to hang around the house in a bathrobe and drinking green tea and the end you're went out to dinner. And the dinner was very good, did you discover new foods and did you drink a lot of good wine, you discarded gifts and found that most had guessed one of the other, hugged people, ate a dessert called "spoiled" (a mixture of coconut and chocolate) hair look good even without any luck and feel of spring a strange alchemy that makes you think that you're happy, a little bit.
Behold, at that very moment ... attorney ... that too much wine do you maintain a residual lucidity, because when the keys come to life and the wasp will splash from the gloved hand, do a pirouette in the air and landed with a discreet "Pluf" inside the manhole in front of the restaurant, you have the strength to make a loud laugh, and thirty euro in your pocket for a taxi for you bring home to get a duplicate, and take you back to the wasp. And, above all, after all this, it is good that you're still able to smile.
fact tonight I am just proud of myself and how I giggled and played with the taxi driver to tell the mishaps of the world's craziest and the ways in which they were resolved.
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