13 ore (de bere) si-o matza neagra

Am stat c-un preten vreo 13 ore la bere – adica de ieri pana acum. Reconfortanta, revigorant, chiar inaltator as putea spune.

Cum a plecat si el ca omu spre casa insa, curva mea de matza neagra psihopata, in calduri fiind, dupa ce a stat ascunsa toata noaptea (deci mai bine de-o zi in mintea ei, ca ea pe lumina sta ascunsa) a iesit si a inceput sa baune. Curat ghinion.

Orele de bere au fost totusi curat noroc.

Era sa uit: cacamas pe cacanaria noastra de guvern bok. Parerea mea.

One Response

  1. 1. Bah, fiti-ar matza a dracu! Nici io n-am dormit azi-noapte!
    2. Ma cac si io.

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