I HAVE NO TIME TO BLOG, I say without screaming swallow my saliva
I was preparing a note, a beautiful love story, but Oli-Hen just called me to repeat myself three times "you'll be ready at 8am, Han?" So I'm going to prepare myself to be ready at 8am, and I will end this note again ...
(I take my vacation forced to go hang out at Maxym Ringuette has a basement and a cool pool. POOL! Waw. The big luxury dirty. I was very happy to soak myself this week, after seven years out of the water. And I'm still going to humiliate me swim in boxers for men (I have no shirt) as a little dog in "is not even-that-really-know-it-no-swim". I'll bathe in Oli-Hen Sabie with our beloved redhead and Maxym just join us later. It seems like forever that I am not left with a bunch of friends in a pool? W00t! I hope we will have as much fun as an Archie Comics! I think I'll even bring my big killer of inflated Douleurama hanging in my room (my bad my talents Deco ...), it'll give me a reason not to swim like Mitch.
Oli-Hen has always afraid I'm late for our appointment. And he's right! Proof? I'm still at my computer. Argh.
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