The pulled out 4Tuesday:Clandestine cannabis cup, investigation: do I get caught in these championships? I arrived at a fifth house from the gate, with a provision of bills to sell and round out my income, imagine something very crazy and nothing to do, much hippie talking about fertilizers and pests...mmm it seems like nothing is going to happen here, but since I was on the hill of ass I stayed. After a couple of hours the place was a ball of smoke, people took confidence, they turned up the music and some couples entered to get drunk and make out, particularly (with three or four drinks on top) I got much more interested in how a spider wove its web in a corner.Wednesday:I dedicated the morning to investigating Facebook relationships, I had many questions, so I called my friend Zuckerberg directly and asked if he'd put me in high demand thanks to his famous invention, he told me of course and gave me some tips: having four different accounts, posting something on all of them every day (preferably something tender or against animal abuse), sending friendship requests to as many pretty girls as you see, and uploading romantic song videos (each account should have a particular style to catch fish in all niches) Reflecting on what he was saying, I came to the conclusion that it's more work than being famous and having girls eager to date.Thursdays:disco of the center, famous for its sexual frenzy. The ones at the door don't want to let me in, they tell me it's full and let in those who came behind, I take out my ID card and tell them I'm going to write a review, as a response I get a pineapple that makes me fly all the way to the cord. I get up as best I can looking for a bottle to break the soul of those repressed kids, when a girl (at that moment I wasn't very sure, with so much dark makeup it's impossible to distinguish, later confirming her feminine gender) grabs my arm and tells me -enter from another way, follow me- we get into a bar on the corner -buy something strong - vodka? The girl takes a sip of the glass, I try to imitate her but burn so badly that I start coughing like an idiot, she smiled -let's go to the bathroom- good, finally my dog catches a fly I thought, when we enter the women's bathroom I face the back and told me make me come, she went into a ventilation shaft and from above told me -I don't know how to get up -no problem- I pull down a toilet and reach for the edge, getting up is another thing... but with her help pulling my clothes, finally I can get out onto a kind of rooftop filled with cocaine boxes, she sat on one, opened a bottle and poured it, then passed it to me -and what's this crap? -popper, never used it? -and no, in my time we got high on healthy things – she brought it close to my nose and it was like a toboggan going the other way with unexpected violence, I had to lean against the boxes not to fall, as if from afar I saw her coming closer and kneeling in front of me, opening my pants and putting her head in my mouth, just when she put it in really well she got up and told me she was ready to go in. Uncomfortable due to the rubbing against the pants I followed her through the rooftop until we reached a separate part separated by about a meter, below you fell badly, she grabbed my hand without consulting me and ran to take off, I closed my eyes in mid-air and when we finally landed on the other side everything was messed up. Dialects while she was laughing. By another vent we entered a bathroom where everyone was giving head, there was everything: girls with girls, threesomes and masses of bodies that I couldn't understand. The one coming with me ate out a girl whose giant was making her ass, I called myself in front of her and forced her to suck me off enjoying it as she gagged on my cock in her throat -Sacco, nice to meet you-I said to the guy, but he recognized me (he was the doorkeeper) and started an unusual fight (since none of us wanted to leave the pleasure that the girl was providing) so we kept going at it with punches and shoves. My rooftop guide watched us laughing, inhaling that crap and touching herself. Soon all four of us were on the verge of coming and forgetting our previous grudges, we ended up totally naked, fucking the girls like beasts (my guide got an epic double penetration). When I left the joint, it was clearing up, my legs could barely hold me, I went down to the subway and fell asleep giving turns around Plaza de Mayo to Flores.Friday:A woman woke me up, I was still on the subway that had filled to the balls -stop pretending you're asleep and give your seat to the pregnant woman who is sitting -I get up as best I can, she sits down and it seems like a good moment (it turns out my momma was late) for me to ask her about sex during pregnancy, the girl doesn't freak out but the people around me accuse me of being degenerate and we got kicked off at the next stop when the subway started moving again. When the pregnant woman opened the window, I managed to say: -improve, a lot- I sat down on the platform floor, rummaging through my pockets if I had any cigarettes left, was about to light it up when someone behind me says -Sacco, you look very disheveled, put out your cigarette because we're not allowed to here- I turn around and my gaze goes up a pair of well-shaped legs wrapped in black tights, office attire, and a violet handkerchief around her neck. Of course it was colleague Maria, who looked at me with more pity than anything else. She helps me get up, we go up the stairs, sit down at a bar, orders a double coffee, pays for it, gives me ten pesos and her card -see you in a more propitious situation, take care- and she bid farewell with a kiss on my forehead.Saturday:My phone wakes me up, it's from the editorial department. Sacco come urgently, I need you to cover a strange occurrence. What's going on, boss, today I wanted to meet with a Uruguayan colleague to analyze legalization, why so much rush? García disappeared. Damn it, I'm coming.
The sacados 4
The pulled out 4Tuesday:Clandestine cannabis cup, investigation: do I get caught in these championships? I arrived at a fifth house from the gate, with a provision of bills to sell and round out my income, imagine something very crazy and nothing to do, much hippie talking about fertilizers and pests...mmm it seems like nothing is going to happen here, but since I was on the hill of ass I stayed. After a couple of hours the place was a ball of smoke, people took confidence, they turned up the music and some couples entered to get drunk and make out, particularly (with three or four drinks on top) I got much more interested in how a spider wove its web in a corner.Wednesday:I dedicated the morning to investigating Facebook relationships, I had many questions, so I called my friend Zuckerberg directly and asked if he'd put me in high demand thanks to his famous invention, he told me of course and gave me some tips: having four different accounts, posting something on all of them every day (preferably something tender or against animal abuse), sending friendship requests to as many pretty girls as you see, and uploading romantic song videos (each account should have a particular style to catch fish in all niches) Reflecting on what he was saying, I came to the conclusion that it's more work than being famous and having girls eager to date.Thursdays:disco of the center, famous for its sexual frenzy. The ones at the door don't want to let me in, they tell me it's full and let in those who came behind, I take out my ID card and tell them I'm going to write a review, as a response I get a pineapple that makes me fly all the way to the cord. I get up as best I can looking for a bottle to break the soul of those repressed kids, when a girl (at that moment I wasn't very sure, with so much dark makeup it's impossible to distinguish, later confirming her feminine gender) grabs my arm and tells me -enter from another way, follow me- we get into a bar on the corner -buy something strong - vodka? The girl takes a sip of the glass, I try to imitate her but burn so badly that I start coughing like an idiot, she smiled -let's go to the bathroom- good, finally my dog catches a fly I thought, when we enter the women's bathroom I face the back and told me make me come, she went into a ventilation shaft and from above told me -I don't know how to get up -no problem- I pull down a toilet and reach for the edge, getting up is another thing... but with her help pulling my clothes, finally I can get out onto a kind of rooftop filled with cocaine boxes, she sat on one, opened a bottle and poured it, then passed it to me -and what's this crap? -popper, never used it? -and no, in my time we got high on healthy things – she brought it close to my nose and it was like a toboggan going the other way with unexpected violence, I had to lean against the boxes not to fall, as if from afar I saw her coming closer and kneeling in front of me, opening my pants and putting her head in my mouth, just when she put it in really well she got up and told me she was ready to go in. Uncomfortable due to the rubbing against the pants I followed her through the rooftop until we reached a separate part separated by about a meter, below you fell badly, she grabbed my hand without consulting me and ran to take off, I closed my eyes in mid-air and when we finally landed on the other side everything was messed up. Dialects while she was laughing. By another vent we entered a bathroom where everyone was giving head, there was everything: girls with girls, threesomes and masses of bodies that I couldn't understand. The one coming with me ate out a girl whose giant was making her ass, I called myself in front of her and forced her to suck me off enjoying it as she gagged on my cock in her throat -Sacco, nice to meet you-I said to the guy, but he recognized me (he was the doorkeeper) and started an unusual fight (since none of us wanted to leave the pleasure that the girl was providing) so we kept going at it with punches and shoves. My rooftop guide watched us laughing, inhaling that crap and touching herself. Soon all four of us were on the verge of coming and forgetting our previous grudges, we ended up totally naked, fucking the girls like beasts (my guide got an epic double penetration). When I left the joint, it was clearing up, my legs could barely hold me, I went down to the subway and fell asleep giving turns around Plaza de Mayo to Flores.Friday:A woman woke me up, I was still on the subway that had filled to the balls -stop pretending you're asleep and give your seat to the pregnant woman who is sitting -I get up as best I can, she sits down and it seems like a good moment (it turns out my momma was late) for me to ask her about sex during pregnancy, the girl doesn't freak out but the people around me accuse me of being degenerate and we got kicked off at the next stop when the subway started moving again. When the pregnant woman opened the window, I managed to say: -improve, a lot- I sat down on the platform floor, rummaging through my pockets if I had any cigarettes left, was about to light it up when someone behind me says -Sacco, you look very disheveled, put out your cigarette because we're not allowed to here- I turn around and my gaze goes up a pair of well-shaped legs wrapped in black tights, office attire, and a violet handkerchief around her neck. Of course it was colleague Maria, who looked at me with more pity than anything else. She helps me get up, we go up the stairs, sit down at a bar, orders a double coffee, pays for it, gives me ten pesos and her card -see you in a more propitious situation, take care- and she bid farewell with a kiss on my forehead.Saturday:My phone wakes me up, it's from the editorial department. Sacco come urgently, I need you to cover a strange occurrence. What's going on, boss, today I wanted to meet with a Uruguayan colleague to analyze legalization, why so much rush? García disappeared. Damn it, I'm coming.
6 comentários - The sacados 4
A Garcia al bombo
Se va a armar quilombo
Se va a armar quilombo...
Genial como siempre paisa querido...!!!
Muy bueno Amigo!!! 🙂
+10 para VOS
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