Racit

Am racit … dar nu cum raceste lumea in mod normal ci “mai special”, cum ar spune un amic de-al meu bucurestean, gen.

Am frisoane, tremur, transpir si am o stare de oboseala. Si asta de vre-o 3 zile, asa ca daca e ebola inseamna ca asta e ultimul post, deci ar trebui sa-mi fac testamentul.

Dar cum drac mort si rata inecata mai rar, sigur o sa apuc ziua de sambata.

Revenind la raceala asta bizara, acu 2 zile am fumat 4 tigari in 10 minute, am baut 4 beri si am luat 4 paracetamoale.

Rezultatul? Stii cand ai un gand in cap si te bantuie dar nu ai curaj sa-l zici, ei bine … in starea aia fix aia am facut.

Asa ca spoini, agentii secrete, masoni si extraterestri … daca vreti sa aflati ce gandeste un om, nu-l torturati, mutilati sau brutalizati … 5 beri, 4 tzigari si 4 paracetamoale si zice tot … parol !

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