Sunday, August 8, 2010

Ceiling Fan Regulators Connection

misogynist post-vacation syndrome



The new official, already known from male specimens of judicial clerks as the disturbing, and the female as The buxom, she sat bolt upright at his desk pleating edges its summer peasant dress of Tuscany, where she was headed Don Aniceto (alias The Sphinx or The Scourge of the pen pushers armchairs) stuffed into his coat to make fights.

"Well Miss, I guess I know how to handle this thing. Write down what comes to mind.

The delicate fingers flew over the keypad and long fingernails painted red night-of-passion-in-Timbuktu drew watermarks in the air. Don Aniceto Leaning on the head full of loops observed, intoxicated by a cloud Midnight Narcissus perfume, the writing on the screen: "It is spring in the English Court," "I love you, stupid"

An imperceptible tremor shook the tips Don Mustache Aniceto and all the blood flow to your feet decided to emigrate to the ears.

- Superb! Miss Florinda, he cried - what a way to cherish his keys!

"If you click another thing ... I can put " jug "? Whisper The Temptress was raising her large eyes while Don Aniceto pestaƱazas flapped.

That subtle gesture caused the papers on the table fluttered like a flock of butterflies in season, Don Aniceto will tighten like a cork from a bottle of soda when you shake the foundations of the creaking and the Supreme Court.

"This ... ahem ... Do you think he makes a trade to work out in the legal language? His voice was squeaky and madly in love-well, here we go . "Being and agreed resolution of today's date, please find attached a pair of legs ..."

- Did you say thighs?

- Did I say thighs? ... Miss fact, you do not know the strange things we ship! Let . "... And raised the habeas great body, I look each other when their breasts look"

Extending a white handkerchief from his pocket on the floor, put his knee Don Aniceto (guess which one) about him and begged The tortured between a peal of bells.

- I love you, Florinda! Are you a so young and innocent! If you want, I'll show you the sweetest secrets of mortgage legislation Want you marry me? How heavy is your mother? Respond first to the second question.

"My mother weighs 80 kilos, but has a parrot that never stops eating pipes. And yes, I will marry you! Rodolfo.

- How Rodolfo that? My name Aniceto!

"Well, now you called Rodolfo, ea!

- Oh! Florinda ....

- Oh! Rodolfo ...

bells ringing again.

End



( Inspired by an article in The Quail)


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