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Cuando abrió su ultraportátil, la imagen

  • Cuando abrió su ultraportátil, la imagen seguía allí, mirándole inquisitivamente desde el fondo de su escritorio, igual que un huésped que no acaba de irse
  • He translated: When he opened his notebook PC, the image was still there, looking inquiringly from the bottom of your desktop, like a guest who just will not go
  • away, no matter how many kitchen utensils you "accidentally" sink into his leg. The image was a constant, blinking away from the monitor.
  • Which is how his wife saw what was going on. He was naked, with his pathetic ass cheeks on an "office" chair with a wireless keyboard and a gigantic
  • erection. "You're not terrorizing kids on chatroulette again, are you?" his wife asked rhetorically. Busted.
  • "L-look-"he stuttered, throwing a jacket over his lap, "I'm just trying to meet people, like you asked me to!" Her face was very disappointed, but
  • she softened when he gave her an apologetic smile. The other woman left the room, embarressed, so he invited his ex-girlfriend to come sit in his lap. He removed the jacket and
  • threw it with panache over a small drink spill, held out his hand at her and winked. She swooned into his arms and the music swelled. As he leaned down, inching ever closer to her
  • large mole, he thought to himself "self, that is a large mole." He instantly began to worry about melanomas and thick black stray mole hairs. However, he overcame and leaned down
  • to peer more closely at his reflection. "I always get lost in mirrors. I really need to sleep." he thought aloud. Then, he popped the zit on his nose and left again for work.
Started
2011-04-10 05:56:49
Finished
2011-07-26 18:29:06

1 Comments

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    sundancer Jul 29 2011 @ 16:27

    Extremely interesting turn of events. ;-)

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