Everyone has a neighbor, or do s, 
ot s re- which is larger, the poor does not go as well and mu course, gives us the tenderness we've lost . Well good, I have one that is staying with me.
all started one day when I enter my casapuerta and I see my neighbor to load bags from the supermarket. Obviously, as my mare has educated me a ton of good and inculcao me the idea that the elderly must respect and help them, after I told him: "Mary, I miss a cable with the bags" Then, as bold, the Mrs. Mary dropped the bags down and said, "Oh son, yes. Thank you very much, what educaito are and how good. " As I climbed the Mandaa she continued with the litany of thanks and complaints s or age.
The second event took place two or three days later. I went back into the casapuerta and I saw Mrs. Mary with a bag beginning to climb the first stairs of the building. Naturally, seeing that only carried a small bag of a kilo or so after I passed up the stairs two by two, without even throw account. When I get to first hear, "Oh, how bad is it pays to be old and alone!". Aro, when I hear that bad conscience, as if it appeared on my right a little angel Hombrito or those of cartoons telling me: "Enga, malaga, not SIESO, take a cable to women, joe, what is only a first. " Well I turned and got the bag for the lady.
The third act is where m ore than I detectao shameless. Before yesterday, I am about to go outside to take a tapas dinner with my piva pa and stuff. Well, well, I think I was waiting behind the m go by illa the ton, because when I walk through the door, leaving her with a bag of trash from two or three weeks and says, " Chano Goodnight What going for a ride? "obviously did not want to know R the answer, because it was obvious, and I said let me answer: "What a joy to be young. I vo down and garbage smells much longer and with greater I'm ... "Guess? Out again to ng elite eggs and begins: "Enga Chanito that Mrs. Joe is greater and garbage stinks. "No or dick smell, not smell?" Aro, got away from me lady endin up a box with a lot of Teleindiscreta of when to bet, pa threw out the recycling.
Chavalit Finally, as to have moral, I say no is good to be good and if you see the angel of the eggs have to give a cosqui of good and move it because if you do not see destined to be slaves of cheeky ladies who use their age to have a seat on the bus to sneak into the bakery, so that ye seek the TV that it does not work, and of course, that will go up, the Mandaa. I say goodbye to another chance because the neighbor is calling me through the yard today I'm going to make a puree of vegetables that the poor are not going to the bathroom The angel dead!
ot s re- which is larger, the poor does not go as well and mu course, gives us the tenderness we've lost . Well good, I have one that is staying with me. all started one day when I enter my casapuerta and I see my neighbor to load bags from the supermarket. Obviously, as my mare has educated me a ton of good and inculcao me the idea that the elderly must respect and help them, after I told him: "Mary, I miss a cable with the bags" Then, as bold, the Mrs. Mary dropped the bags down and said, "Oh son, yes. Thank you very much, what educaito are and how good. " As I climbed the Mandaa she continued with the litany of thanks and complaints s or age.
The second event took place two or three days later. I went back into the casapuerta and I saw Mrs. Mary with a bag beginning to climb the first stairs of the building. Naturally, seeing that only carried a small bag of a kilo or so after I passed up the stairs two by two, without even throw account. When I get to first hear, "Oh, how bad is it pays to be old and alone!". Aro, when I hear that bad conscience, as if it appeared on my right a little angel Hombrito or those of cartoons telling me: "Enga, malaga, not SIESO, take a cable to women, joe, what is only a first. " Well I turned and got the bag for the lady.
The third act is where m ore than I detectao shameless. Before yesterday, I am about to go outside to take a tapas dinner with my piva pa and stuff. Well, well, I think I was waiting behind the m go by illa the ton, because when I walk through the door, leaving her with a bag of trash from two or three weeks and says, " Chano Goodnight What going for a ride? "obviously did not want to know R the answer, because it was obvious, and I said let me answer: "What a joy to be young. I vo down and garbage smells much longer and with greater I'm ... "Guess? Out again to ng elite eggs and begins: "Enga Chanito that Mrs. Joe is greater and garbage stinks. "No or dick smell, not smell?" Aro, got away from me lady endin up a box with a lot of Teleindiscreta of when to bet, pa threw out the recycling.
Chavalit Finally, as to have moral, I say no is good to be good and if you see the angel of the eggs have to give a cosqui of good and move it because if you do not see destined to be slaves of cheeky ladies who use their age to have a seat on the bus to sneak into the bakery, so that ye seek the TV that it does not work, and of course, that will go up, the Mandaa. I say goodbye to another chance because the neighbor is calling me through the yard today I'm going to make a puree of vegetables that the poor are not going to the bathroom The angel dead!
