Masterbateing With Food

DF

10 years, you me, that thou hast stretched your arms, my great, my very great.
Not a round, no plan, no roof;
Bonds, survival of the pressures, suffered.
not return empty-handed. Go to the end.
10 years already, you made us men, my bitch, my great bitch.
No calculation, no recoil,
no blood, no hatred.
Of love, meeting, duplicity player, the lucha
, free, happy, and that friendship with the great granite Breton, Interior,
with this friendship, irreversible.

Even today, 10 years later, battery coat, her little bretonno-born Mexican, Ina.
which I am the godfather.
which you are, DF, godmother.

1O years, Mexico DF, thou hast made man, and soon father ...

Brindo pa 'you cabron salud, y pa' the Nenita!