Ignacio told me that once a child he saw his old burn a piece of paper in the huge fireplace in the room of the cottage as he said - this is because objects that are not used regularly lose their essence and become useless over time.
I think his old always wanted a fireplace, but it is a bit odd to send an in-room build if you are not going to use. And that also has a jacuzzi, but that if he used it because he loved the snotty old, bragging about the money he had, I think even pulled. He liked whiskey, snotty and coca. Ignacio did not come to him, was always rather quiet, reserved, and that the thing was going on inside, but when he sucked and pulled out all that stuff that was against his old. Poor Ignacio, said his life was the product of a broken rubber. The old man hated him and he hated his life, his problem to relate, his trembling, his stuttering fool even their grain. Old slut told, could not forgive the abandonment, not buy it. His old faded with it, no more married. Ignacio visited her from time to time. He told me his old shame left her speechless, but never poor. You know, jefecito the old man had his chips and silver is the solution to most problems. He shut his mouth the lady but as I said, this Bill made decrepit and faded slowly before the eyes useless Ignacio. Well, the matter is that his father, ie the old slut , it seems that once when Ignacio was a kid I took it as an excuse to escape to that Casota in the field where he celebrated one of their classic relaxing weekend. Then he told his wife he was going to walk to Ignacio to mount horse and breathe clean air, alone, the two men in the house and the stupid whores are going to the cottage, I gave the TV and began to Chibolo and culeadera Handle all day. Ignacio is always won with all that shit. I think even the old man that she sucks at twelve, a black woman who cleaned the pool. That's what the skinny shit, you understand. There are things that make you think and Ignacio went Drogón, and depression complicated by his old, like many Broders I know. Well, now you want to know what I saw, I tell you. We left a stain on the damn house for a party. It was my idea, not Ignacio. The old slut on vacation in Rome and fucked Ignatius to put it together. We went six points. Well, no know if you want details, but spent all that could happen if a patch is coupled with a thin Casota field with drinks and coca. At about 7:00 am the day after the party could not find it anywhere Ignacio. He had spent the night sucking and pulling on the terrace just did not want to fuck, would not dance. When I found him sitting in his old room, looking at that fireplace never used except to burn papers. He told me what he said to Chibolo on using objects from losing its essence and not become useless, told me crying last lap. When I first stopped I realize that I had an old gun in his hand and his old, I know, I never used this rocket. Finished remember father-son moment in the fireplace and took off running with the iron. The true leader, I have no idea where it can be Ignacio at this time, but at least we know that his old man is under the ground. That's it.
... sorry boss, I can go?
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