My grandmother had a friend who called Gegna.
not know if it was the name, last name, a nickname, the diminutive of something, I have no idea.
I know that this lady was really bad and had a husband named Serafino with the look of an undertaker (from you, what we imagine all!).
She had cheeks and shooting a head scarf that was tied under the chin.
was a phenomenon, because it was putting in my grandmother's house and would not go away anymore.
I remember once seeing her get out of the window, my grandmother asked me to keep quiet.
turned off the TV and we were both waiting for him to leave for not fuck the whole afternoon to listen to his menate.
Yes, because she always had interesting stories to tell, just remember telling her indefinitely without avercene already spoken like a million times!
One of the best was this, claimed that his neighbors, pushing walls, rempicciolissero the house.
It was very safe because every day you put them to count the tiles, and each count will also find some less.
Then he said that banks will steal the money, so always rode with a huge bag, brown, filled with cash and jewelry.
Sure, why could not even leave them at home since thieves always came when she was not there! Then
near my house there is a deposit ATM.
Under the tracks, she claimed that there were spies sent specifically to control the people who lived in his palace.
including you, of course.
One of these spies, was that she went to her house posing as service technician to repair washing machines. She
washing machine engineers called them once a week because he was convinced that some kind of corporation would send the secret house in dirty water, which obviously could not wash clothes.
Aging is beautiful.
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