Then he told me ... Alors là le garagiste il me dit vous comprenez ma petite dame c'est le contrôleur de l'injecteur qui a lâché c'est juste une petit pièce de rien et moi je lui répond combien, combien ça va me coûté et lui il me dit pas grand-chose pas plus thirty euros in cash labor and then if you want me to lend you my tray to get the car so I said thank you but obviously I told him I could make him the next day and he answers it that there's no problem because there was no need anyway because it was not that of his garage while his dad was the same when given thirty euros more to support him because it was normal and it was really nice and that without it he would have had to call the tow truck and there is much more expensive in Germany when I got my siphon tank ... ad libitum! I will never understand this ability of some women to remember discussions past several years, and repeat them word for word, as if each was crucial. This absolute lack of synthetic capacity is absolutely terrifying.
During the holidays, a very pretty young lady comes to replace the switchboard of my TAF. My male obsession for all who like the flesh, I tried pot at a talk with her. Amazing how my passions have calmed down at once!
Even if I did not attempt anything other than giving me the opportunity, much more exciting than the realization in many cases, especially much more reasonable in the light of my unwavering loyalty to my sweet and tender, I admit that a chatterbox no analytical mind and a flawless memory is much more than many of castrating Jewish mother ...
