1 .- 3:30, the earthquake in the module 111, woke up and I thought that's where I got dressed quiet. Everyone in the room alone. Some gold, I invoke Odin.
The mussels (repeat) module 113, frightened and cried out to pray, but that was not Fe, was pure fear. There were no more mussels, caga'os scary, our modulo much more worthy.
Concerned by what happens outside.
2 .- With roommates create a seismograph with a bottle of Lemon-Lime Japi "with water. Tell us until the tremors do not perceive as a replica is strong. Perhaps the Navy is interested in our invention, as providing go pure juice giving the tsunami.
3 .- fallen houses, buildings, ancient churches, became pebre roads, bridges, buildings not yet delivered, throw sea boats, fishing boats, houses and mojo turned a pair of lions right and looting left, is stripped Flaites Plasma TVs that "hungry", but what puzzled me was the gypsy who was in his truck and when he approached the journalist to interview, complained that he had dropped the tent! As would Condorito PLOP!
4.-Here in the cane is full of pigeons, which roost on the edges of the modules are many. Suddenly, all as a single order, take flight. We know that for sure there is a replica. We look
bottle Japi "and we mark the intensity.
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