Saturday, December 24, 2005

What Does A Sprained Wrist Look Like?

typical campfire songs. (La temporada de vacaciones que se viene)



Today is the day of Christmas .. (happy Christmas time) .. and then the new year so then I'll give you a hug, but remembering that I remember well the time is coming vacation, that time we all want somewhere to go out and look foolish trying to make where we go. Some want to go out with the dads, others with amiguis other backpacking alone, other southern pal, pal norte other, other pa juera the country, etc etc. finally, the thing is out, but I remember those old rides the lake rappelling, when still not created these tremendous places for summer now, and even boat docks, noooooo gentlemen, at this time we swam in a single camera of Tyre, our trips were in a tent and it sounds cruel .. always drowning one person per day (I remember), surely this is not one of the best memories but they were things that mark. On the other hand you could see youth groups in the time they made bonfires and singing these songs typical of fire, and your compadres looked and wore those thin wool Michael fed trough necklaces in the most pure they lacked the poster of Che Guevara behind. Returning to the subject of songs you could hear the typical campfire songs and lyrics sounded sui generis, then followed with some of Juan Carlos Baglieto, and there sounded a mans duck, and continued with Blop, from there, sent a classic beach music repertoire of the 70 `s as cute little girl, or one that said" I want to tell the oiiido "remember ...?.. in order. These young men who played toode night in front of a roaring fire are beginning to run out of repertoire and there began algnas improvising songs in English and there mine went crazy to see the cock pulled to perfection the score of dust in the wind by kansas ... or stairway to heaven Led Zeppelin ... then tried to sing one of creedence ... and when they burned the last cartridge of gunpowder, drew eduardo gatti that song called "I want peace", then stood up and went and it would be another day. of them never heard ... only knew that another year would reach others playing the same repertoire. And to remember the song gatti and I burn my last round for today. I leave you with this campfire song called "I want peace." if they want to sing do not worry .. I do not tell anyone. a hug goodbye.



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