are sick. dance, dance but not for sport or passion for dancing because I'm sick of music, mine is a rare disease but it makes me feel alone.
are physically very beautiful and one day I was at the center of the city looking at a window and a guy came up to me to try, was cute and decided to stay there but after 10 minutes of conversation I picked up the ball and the twitch when I get paid and no one can stop me.
he asked me, busy and I started singing "La Cucaracha" "La Cucaracha !!!!" and danced like crazy in the middle of the sidewalk, then after two minutes all was over and I returned to him that he was amazed but pretended to nothing more than another because he did not know what to say.
told him that I attended the downtown bar and chatted for another 5 minutes until the tick me again and started singing "This is the dance of the quack .." and waving his arms like a duck and a sculettavo ' goose, he laughed and walked away thinking that I wanted to make fun and soon it was half a block around me and there were those who made bets on the piece that I sang after!
the 5 minutes of a crisis, I returned home with the crowd behind me and chasing me back home before I came back the tic for a good 3 more times and sang with "a, dos, tres "by Rick Martin to" Night Flight "of Cuccarini and even" the cobra is a snake, "and I did win 50 € to someone who had bet on the latter song.
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