- Olha, o Ricardo deu-me 26 anos - comentou ela, entusiasta e a poucos dias de fazer 30.
Monday, September 5, 2011
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E foi muito bem respondido. :)
ReplyDeleteestava inspirado :)
ReplyDeleteYou usually are.
ReplyDeleteobrigado. há quem concorde e quem se arrelie :)
ReplyDeleteNa vida real talvez me arreliasse um bocadinho.
ReplyDeletenão me parece ;)
ReplyDeleteAchas?
ReplyDeletesim. gostas de coisas suficientes em mim para me teres como amigo, por isso não vejo porque haverias de arreliar-te comigo. é só levar-me na brincadeira :)
ReplyDeleteIsto quando me quiseres ver... pelo andar da carruagem, será quando já precisar de bengala.
ReplyDeleteE sim, podes crer que gosto de ti.
ReplyDeleteE muito.
ReplyDeletese for quando precisares de bengala, já não terás a desculpa de seres muito nova :P
ReplyDeletea menos que a bengala seja por não teres visto uma casca de banana :P
Tsc! :p
ReplyDelete