There maybe 20.000 50.000 ways of screwing an existence. This I am going to discuss is just one of them.
summed up in one word would be something like: Apendéjese you at the time (of time) and place wrong. OK, they were 8 or 10 words, I admit. Do not you say? is the easiest thing in the world, apendejarse.
I had to leave Mexico City at the weekend. Back in Cuautitlan. People say that everything is out of DF Cuautitlán, haha. Abysmal joke or saying attributed to a sidewalk philosopher.
I could have taken the subway or a bus or bus, but then could they have done about six hours away. Then I took my run-run (did not set that Jess and talks about his run-run?).
Thanks to Google Maps more or less traced my route. I need a GPS or a gadget such that you are saying: forward 100 meters, turn right, far left, left again, go back 100 meters it already happened, and so on., Because my sense of disorientation is optimal .
A leg, no problem, pas de problème. But the coming (and that I love), ayyy wey. I follow the guide and suddenly out of a curve is in the middle of a roundabout. Options: road or road right in the middle because no cars were coming dudes in the opposite direction and path to the left. Post traumatic shock can not remember if I pulled completely or kept circulating slowly. I asked the pexipatito: right or left?
pexipatito do not know if I replied in slow motion or if I reacted late. In any case, he said, to the left, then right going the other way.
time I returned to step the accelerator the car to turn left, and at that very moment you pass a white Beetle jijodesureputísimamadreparturientaqueloparió click overtaken by the left (which is normal, I admit) but to turn to the right (which is abnormal), and as to 150 km / h (which are shit plane).
Well, thanks to my reflexes mamutianos (mammoth, slow), ie non-accelerating thanks to quickly, but it's time that I was posting this from a hospital bed, at best cases. You know, the motto of the current cars: do sandwich. In a stroke, supposedly dent entire body to protect the occupants. The case is that dent and the dent one step.
At that time, reflecting typical of a saber-toothed tiger jumping on the plains (poetic freedom, lol), my two eggs rose and curled me (funky "?) Around my throat, as if they had been a scarf.
Damn, damn ways to drive this ball of cavemen.
No doubt, for fuck's existence, but can one or two seconds.
De apendejamiento.
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