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The other night while I was returning home after a day's work, I saw such a latch on the side of the road waving you because they need help. Approached the car and listened to his request: he needed someone to help him put the car on the road. I did get in the car and drove at her. We walked along a dirt road and ice together. As few meters separated us from his car a lot more words and said: "You know, I'm with my girlfriend ..."," you know, is a Nigerian. " At these words I looked at his face - and the Lord God has been cruel to him - and said, "but what? You're with a whore? ".
Ei was silent and after a few meters paths we had, we arrived at his car. He introduced me to his" girlfriend ", then we gave it immediately to be done to raise the car from there. and I pushed as two Nigerian and beasts of burden, and went back. and then they made a change and the Nigerian and I always push.
half an hour passed and after many unsuccessful attempts tiring, I greeted them in a hurry and I went in my car.
of Woe misfortunes! My car was also stuck in the ice and there was no pedal pressure that could move it. To which I asked to come down and bitch and whore to push my car. They were kind - and God forbid - and accepted my request. However, despite the efforts and experience - and certainly those two were practical pressures - there was nothing to do. The Nigerian picked up the phone and it spoke in pidgin. After several minutes, hence the call of the "girlfriend", 4 hoes were accompanied by a man of Lecce nomato Bruno. At that point I found myself in the midst of five prostitutes, a pimp and a pimp. We gave all of us together to do to get my car on the road: Bruno at the wheel, I pushed and leeches. It was a great creaking of ivory teeth and swish of legs of ebony. The hookers, high heels, one by one slipped in pushing the car. It was heard in the fall of a the laughter of another. So we spent three quarters of an hour, pushed between sterile and laughter of hyenas. Given the failure of performance, Bruno took his leave and brought with it below the sellers of sex. I stayed with me for me and the tenant for my misfortune. I called my father by phone, who advised me that I could, if I find, fit chains on the wheels. It took me half an hour to mount and mount, which were left to pimp for a bottle of wine when I was in the car (after all, poor fellow, was a man who felt sorry for me) and went faster than light to the house. Yesterday