Within a few hours, will open the box of dreams in Spain, everything is ready at the Palace Congress for the big day, we are at Christmas, and this day is always the prelude to the holidays ahead, days of hope, especially for children, as they start the holiday, also hope for more, see if once they catch that fat with which they are dreaming and away many concerns, hummmmm ... the floor dream, a little help for the children finally buy that car many times have looked in the catalog, take retirement savings, dreams, dreams and more dreams, tomorrow is the day of health, day of broken dreams, of shared misery, unemployment queue, and perhaps some last-minute dismissal, back to reality, and strive to find in the market the products necessary for making good night's dinner, dinner that often chokes us with tales of misery and starvation around us, dinner often becomes a family conflict for business trivial and inconsequential, where everyone wants to talk at once, tucked behind the last glass of champagne.
And tomorrow is the day of the lottery, not wanting to stop talking about succession, today, the illustrious ZP, wanted to give a bit of suspense on whether to submit to the next election, says that only I know his wife, Sonsoles suffered, and one of its most faithful squires, cucumber, says he does not know that answer, and that if I did, man, who would not say ... the Alonso (Fernando no Alonso, on the other), said he expects to be present and will win in 2012, it is very good kid, and health menistra says that knows no other candidate its president.
Well, as all numbers are in the hype, because there are predictions of these enlightened, I hope that the antics of the ZP, not between the hype, not the other balls out in terror and we run out of drawing.
GOOD LUCK TO ALL, and for that we are not blessed with an award, for looking, and what we are, you know virgin HEALTH and it looks like I am.
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