Wednesday, February 23, 2011

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A laugh will bury us?

laugh sparingly, by which I can remember.
always smile, I giggle escapes even the thousand times a day, but the laughter leaking, no one. E 'for the few intimate moments of life.
That is, not I'm serious. I am a friendly clown, the first to tell, tell, convey a sense of desire . But when it comes to laugh, is not automatic that I come to do so madly madly out-of-control, while all, however, seem on the verge of fainting.
And a little 'I envy these people, those who are fat and contagious laugh and seem to enjoy a casino at least ten times a day.

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