Miércoles, 31 de mayo de 2006

No dejen que guanacos, ni zorrillos, ni zapatillas ni carniceros (sobrenombres de vehículos policiales para los perdidos) los acallen!. Lo están haciendo muy bien, demostrándole al país con acciones que los jóvenes ya dejamos de "No estar ni ahí" con lo que pasa en nuestro país...
Sin intentar colgarme de algo a lo que no pertenezco ni soy responsable los saludo... y les rindo pleitesía. FUERZA!
Por: Felipe Miranda | Crónica Roja | Comentarios (3) | Referencias (0)
pitcher | 01-06-2006 00:53:10
Yo le tendría miedo al déficit atencional de la opinión pública, que se aburre de una noticia en dos semanas, más que a los guanacos
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