Friday, March 5, 2010

Exetreme Curves Gallery

and fries

Q hen I was little, I liked to eat french fries, which were sold outside the school, but my mom will not let me, because when I ate french fries and went to my house did not eat what my mother had prepared for lunch. One day my mother does not noticed that I put the potatoes in my backpack chips were emptied my backpack spotted my notebook, my mom asked:

> What happened to your backpack?

> And I replied that it was stained the ceiling of the room painted and the paint summer slipped and fallen into my bag .......

> My mother asked me if the smell of paint, as was the Valentina and I said I was.

> Obviously my mother did not believe me and the punishment was to clean the bag.

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