Un dia un extraño forastero hiba paseando

Un dia un extraño forastero hiba paseando por el campo cuando de rrepente escucha un tiro. Ba corriendo para ver que pasa y escucha otro tiro, entonces se dio cuenta que habia caza

de jabalíes en Ceclavín, así que fue a por la escopeta para intentar cazar el uno. pero cuando vio el primero se asustó y gritó, entonces el jabalí salio corriendo a por él...

and then El Guapo cut him off. "Would you say I had a plethora

of pendejos?" "Uhh, Si! Si, El Guapo! You have a plethora." El Guapo scratched himself and squinted at the sun. Then he said "Tell me Juan, do you even know

plethora means?” Juan scratched *him*self and spat in the gutter. “El Guapo, I got a degree in Biomechanics at UC San Diego.” “Then why” asked El Guapo, “are you wasting your time

slashed into the paper machie beast with the long red pointed tail. To everyone's horror, it was not candy and treats that flowed from the freshly made slash, but bright red

blood. About a pint of it flowed onto the picnic blanket. Aghast they stepped back from the devilish piñata except for a lone figure who waddled forward to say "This is pigs blood!

If you drink it, you'll turn into a pig!" But it was too late, already soaking into our food. We turned into piggies. Our tennis picnic sure was turned on its head, by jove! Anita

began to laugh and sing the "This little piggie" song. This little piggy was tired of it. This little piggie was not amused. This little piggie went home.