Funny Wedding Guestbook Comments

A fly, rabbit. The right price

I have a friend who hate and love at a time.
No, not impossible.
It's just that sometimes kill the headers and other apechugaria en un abrazo hasta hacer que explotase. El lo sabe porque no paro de repetírselo.

Su nombre es Kichi .
Kichi "el co-ne-joooo vo-la-doooor" (lease con voz de testimonio de la hora chanante)

Se da la coincidencia de que también es bloguero, y muy bueno además.
Y sabéis como empezó todo...?

....

No, no lo sabéis porque susodicha (me permito tratarle de "ella", igual que él a mi de "él", cosas de grupo) no contó nada, y en su primer post ponía que Peter Pan se la ponía pinocha, unicamente.


Todo empezó una noche allá por abril...
Kichi (That makes me weird suuuuuuuuper call it that) was to sleep in my house, and after dinner potato patatin, we went to bed. And Zaca Zaca Zaca.

No, we went to bed and we were talking. And the conversation went web, blogs, etc. I asked quote:
- Kichi, I wanted to ask us to do a blog together, it can be a fucking. And having our things, which are movie guy.

response of the rabbit flying:
- nussss Ai ... nooo ... and everyone knows about my life? buff, step by step ... nus no, no.


Hence one week we were talking on the phone, rabbit was doing the blog help of my instructions, because my computer was broken. I explained the basics and told him to tell me the password depues so I put the counters and stuff.
But what happened? I tell my misgivings:

- To create your own profile and make our blog to YOUR name.
- Not OUR collaborate on something.
- not work because the page is YOURS.
- Do not remove my name from "contributors" to feel better.
- that threatens me with: I'm going to wipe eh? I will delete, erase you eh, I'll do it.
- Propose new blog now between the two, and I say that because no one he already has enough.

P *** -----------------------------------> (whore)

What was to become in the fruit of our love look what has ended, small. From here you give permission for me to delete a taxpayer, I've already accepted and I can sleep at night.

Without bitterness or desire to kill (to win over the usual, say)

:)

A fly, rabbit. Muarl !