Tuesday, April 3, 2007

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"Do not Need a whore
I do not need no booze ..
But I'm not waiting on a lady
'm just waiting on a friend "
The Rolling Stones
ate a few weeks ago with" A, "my friend and colleague and in that order. We were sitting in Burger King enjoying the conversation and the famous sandwich "Angus," when suddenly came a girl of our age and sat at the table next to ours. It was spectacularly beautiful, one might say of a Hollywood beauty. On the other hand, we had to change a couple of oldies nothing beautiful but quite funny.

"A" was about ten inches away from the girl, and not only the beauty but also the smell emanating from your body well-sculpted, made "A" changed completely. Cut short our philosophical theme of the day and said

"He has a beautiful profile. Gunter, you see that head on, tell me if she is pretty.
really "A" was at an angle that could only be enjoyed in profile.

I replied that actually girl was very pretty. He need not deny it, bordered on all sides to look at her, of course not I said all this, just nodded.

"A" had become a bullfighter, but a sheer layer bullfighter without flag, or rather, Sable Samurai. After a few minutes I told her brazen head thirty laps to see the poor girl, who had already begun to turn red and I was waving for help.

- "A," your sandwich is cooled - I said. But "A" did not care to be a "Angus" or the best Argentina meat on the grill.

The couple of old men no stopped laughing and Shakespeare in English, talking about how blatant they are English. Unfortunately, I spoke in the plural and there is nothing to do with it and with tremendous wedding ring on his finger. As if he was right was on the nationality of "A" - a English-blooded, not a hint of Moorish blood or Basque or Catalan, just a great guy like Cervantes, but I correct myself: perhaps more like Don Alonso Quijano de la Mancha.

When the girl went from half and half flirty pink, "A" said

- why do not you talk? - Probably spoke for himself, and is "A" need not a friend like me, maybe one as "macho ponce" that surely would have served in these cases, a connoisseur of boleros, life and love.

The best art of seduction is in the boleros'm sure, but I clarify, in the sinful boleros and brothel, in the tradition of Alvaro Carrillo, Agustín Lara and Luis Alcaraz, of course, but I only managed to listen to this boy and Gianmarco disqualify me.

only thing I told "A" was not Endian so much that it took a little more quiet, perhaps I should say that "when one is young idolizes women and that complicates everything, forever. Idolize a woman is to leave it tied to a pole and go to see the world with their undies in the bag "

few days ago" A "left the job and left London to return to Spain. In its place entered an Italian who does not leave his studies in English to come to take a vodka in the bar near Broadgate, because they simply do not drink alcohol. Worse still, I wanted to invite a "Angus" in Burger King the other day and came out with that guy is a vegetarian and have to keep the abs for summer arrives.

And I have to tell you, my dear "A," I started to miss, but when you meet a beautiful girl and you stay silent when debates rather, when you do not give, when they propose ideas, when you recite your poems or phrases from books of literature, when you speak with passion of Benedetti's stories, when you say "bacan" instead of "nice" or "cool" when you hear The Smiths staring, when you shoot your camera looking for the perfect shot.

is that, as Francis Bacon said - not the artist - I'm talking about the thinker:
"A friend is a person you can think aloud"
London
clear at this time and I am left with the memory in the train station when I asked if love was a special thing and I said yes, as the only answer , A simple yes, as I saw in your eyes that love quite sad for the girl from the Burger King.