two men in suits appeared, spoke many languages, but always said the same.
"Excuse me, I think that I am not understanding, if I say I can have a mustache over his hairy, I'll tell you the moon I was promised my voters if I corroboran." said one of the "That's trajeados. gentlemen I say to you, my mustache is more hairy, and the sun with the moon will be my oferta." replied the other gentleman dressed.
Both gentlemen were murmuring, all those languages, but always same sentence.
Gee, then I thought, this is what you call politics, a couple of gentlemen in suits talking about stupid things, promising things they never met?
My existence is only for this? Nad we not live for more?
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