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Grandpa Sukita

At friends from 60 years or older and for those yet to get there.

Look how beautiful is "self love" the elderly.

Last week I was entering a bank to see if some change was left until the day of the "widow" (INSS) to make the deposit, was when a beautiful girl of about forty, short skirt, entered the row of boxes, immediately leave the queue of the elderly and also went into the same queue.

Soon she looked back and smiled and said:
- Because you do not use the queue of the elderly?

You know what place I had wanted to send it, right? But kept my cool and I used all my experiences. Pulled chat and decided to invent, to impress. I spoke of my "experiences as commander of cruise ship" - last week he had read a book about a ship's tour. He knew everything about it.

- Wow! You were the commander of transatlantic?

- Only twenty-two years. - Answered by expressing a certain indifference years of work, but feeling he had captured the prey, it was just to kill and eat.

- Wow! and with that your pint you should certainly please the female audience too, in the evenings dining with the captain.

gaping could only answer:

- Huh? - Distracted, I had my eyes fixed on the neckline of the girl who showed up, exuberantly, her beautiful breasts. She caught me red-handed. I embarrassed and she was not shy!

- You got red! It was even more beautiful. Moreover, you should do a test on television.

I was perplexed and terrified after the sixties, this happens only once before death.

That plane ready for take off and I unable to make even the chek in.

Yes, I was not sure how much I have in the current account ...

As would be costing a Viagra? ....

duzentão Where could find, until the day of deposit of the "widow "?...

As would be charging a apê at the motel?

Does that sit well call a cab?

I started to sweat.

- I, an artist in television?

- Yes! do you remember that famous leading man of the fifties, my grandmother showed me the magazine "Queen of Radio". She has a passion for these magazines. Marlene loved, Emilinha Borba ... God forbid someone fiddling with their magazines. It encrypts, with the greatest affection .. You are too nostalgic?

- Yes! But you're all kidding. Gallant fifties?

- Truth ... I do not remember the name, just know that he was making films for the cinema, was very famous. Ma. Mario was not. It was something like ... ah yes, the name had two zes.

- Mario Gomezz (I appealed )?

- No, this was not the name. Ahhh ... remember Mazzaropi? This Mazzaropi! Mazzaropi was a heartthrob, was not it?

Concrete, this time my self-esteem made a hole in ground and landed in the land of the rising sun.

Gee, when she said I looked beau-fifties, I thought of a Gracindo Paulo, Paulo Autran, or some Antonio Fagundes life.

But Mazzaropi? ...

PQP was fucked.

But so far so good, so I'd get on that plane to Mazzaropi same ..

My fabulous evening program only came to end when she incautiously, dropped a book in his hand.

I, like a true gentleman, I invented the duck to catch it.

just forgot that the recommendations of my orthopedist about my arthritis and arthritis, that when I get down, did a quite slow.

While the book down, I more quickly that I invented to catch him at the knees of the girl naked.

only heard her sentence:

- "wow what a reflection - you look like a big boy."

I heard this phrase, and two more sounds.

A muffled sound of the region of my spine that caught in the act, and the shrill sound of a fart that extended beyond the weakness of the signal tail reminded me of the intense back pain.

And who said I could straighten the body, or by calling the Carvalhão.
Arcado, I tried to straighten and fart. She tried, again and fart.

Gee, worse, who had just eaten lunch in a German restaurant. Imagine the smell?

The girl saw that the situation does not reverse, pulled the two fingers that pinched her nose, picked up the phone and dialed the SAMU.

End of an unlikely romance ...

You ta was not laughing with you. ; Collaboration Rosane Regina.