was not appendicitis.
"Congratulations, a ... eh ... "Man? "Said the doctor as he held more professional than the bicharrajo viscous tenderness he had taken from my body.
The arena whined, belching and calling me Mom . I looked and remembered: a few months ago he had met a man. I think it was a man, was green and invited me to spend a night in their spaceship. Very comfortable, the ship. And the "man? making intelligent comments, was funny and was good. The color did not matter, I was never racist. Then I got off the ship (I had a fluffy pouf was re divinura), I went home, and I guess he went back to Mars. I think it was from Mars, that of "men are from Mars, Women Are from Venus." Can not, was able to saturnine, lunatic or Neptune. Stranger safety.
The issue is that my son has no father, and the green man of my life I know you have a child. I tell him that looks just like him: green and long limbs. I took it slimy, sticky me. And I want to claim the alimony, our offspring eat two dozen pies and a gallon of gasoline only at breakfast. Does anyone know when is the next flight to Mars? Oh, no flights to Mars? How can it be? A separate family more because of the bureaucracy. This country can not live. No, not in this country in this world can not live. No wonder he did not return. If this world is a mess: Obama is Nobel Peace Prize and there are no flights to Mars.
I'ma grab the telescope and see if I see him.
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