 Wysłany: Pon 18:00, 21 Mar 2011 Temat postu: A lock and a key |
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| Beginning of the story seems to be a thousand times we are all tired of hearing the tired kind. Men had a certain poverty, the sea after several efforts finally made a fortune. A fortune to eat warm fox preaches to see of the more ugly his original wife. We two men said that from the bar. Women do not agree with the first few times, then said okay Rolex watches, give me fifty thousand I'll leave. Man gave the woman fifty thousand dollars. Both of them had no children, will go on happily parted. Parted after the man was very handsome for a while. But not long before he tired of this life. One day, waiting in the rain when he found a fair face, girls, girls nod and smile at him. Suddenly his mind a move: a familiar look ah! Later, they approached it, and then started dating, and then later they married. Married his wife in addition to gentle care of him, the usually always pestering him to ask some of the things his ex-wife, every time that he did not know this time what to say. Women also kept a small box and a fine key, the total not to men. Until one day, a woman bedridden, she hands the keys to the man said quietly when I die then you can open the box friends. A woman who finally passed away, the man lost his wife again, can not wait to open so that he worried about the long box. The box is only a thick diary, the diary account of a woman in the before and after plastic surgery procedure.
tell this story is that I am familiar with and respected, a beautician, over forty is a glamorous woman. Apart from me at the scene said there are a million of assets through private entrepreneurs and his girlfriend. It was a weekend, a rainy day, I was a beautician shop designed to identify only rush of the. Beautician midnight I entered the room and several of her students are wealthy girlfriend to do skin care. I heard the rich man grumbled against the beautician, and consequently to the whole out of these days to leave, maybe a whole day can be covered in beautiful alternatives to all! See me in, stopped the hands of beauticians to live so I sat down and spoke slowly about the above story. Wealthy listened a long while silent Watches replica, but added his girlfriend - a petite beautiful girl blurted out: cosmetic surgery more than magic ah! Her husband also did not recognize their own Rolex, you tell me where beauticians, a fifty thousand enough Replica tag heuer, right? Beautician shook his head with a wry smile, looked at me. We suddenly heard the roar wealthy are grossly out: you little fuck, right out loud! The girl suddenly silent the sound, we turned away, see the rich man went to the window, staring at the rain, their Mercedes, and his face is very ugly ... ... |
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