Yesterday afternoon I went to that temple of paganism called Basilica de la Macarena. I have seen many things in my life, but what really shocked me: the crowds have turned the Basilica in little more than a store Bershka. If something can feel there is Christianity, but raves.
Upon leaving, the priest who gave the service was greeted by a friend of mine. He introduced me and we greeted and said:
- This is a good boy. And you, are you good?
sexagenarian The black eyes and raven dug into some part of my flesh, my virginity lost in the squalor, within about three hundred men whose beds have spent in the various attempts of suicide, in the place where stay all my sins and dislikes, the terrible reason for all my partners have fled and are still shudder when they hear my name. The man had just over sorcerer cure, no doubt: I had read all my records at a glance. I smiled as well and said goodbye to the company.
Yesterday afternoon, I understood the maxim "Do not judge and will not be judged. "And I promised never to criticize strongly the crowd that desecrates the Macarena.
Upon leaving, the priest who gave the service was greeted by a friend of mine. He introduced me and we greeted and said:
- This is a good boy. And you, are you good?
sexagenarian The black eyes and raven dug into some part of my flesh, my virginity lost in the squalor, within about three hundred men whose beds have spent in the various attempts of suicide, in the place where stay all my sins and dislikes, the terrible reason for all my partners have fled and are still shudder when they hear my name. The man had just over sorcerer cure, no doubt: I had read all my records at a glance. I smiled as well and said goodbye to the company.
Yesterday afternoon, I understood the maxim "Do not judge and will not be judged. "And I promised never to criticize strongly the crowd that desecrates the Macarena.
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