Hello, I released hello, man people were very good, ah well,
and what month we go with the story and Agola the story and there it
is very nice. I' m counting San Blaseno, that' s the
name of the story. Hey, hey, hey. Every year in San
Blas the feast of the patron of the people, which was precisely San Blas,
was celebrated. And here at patron saintly parties, it was very high,
very happy. The people opened their break and came visitors from the neighboring
valleys, to the Clary Church, to the Little Church of the place.
It filled itself, followed nothing, then, and the father preached also and
in the village square of every game of life and naturally, the guard the
damn guaro, which is the doom of man, more in those times when
his event was stimulated. But well, as we always go to the Galope
the village of if to San Blanco have grown this eh you have not seen
Filiberto and woe to me that asks me I am daughtered, for or you
know of him more than I that it is I since yesterday that I saw
him talking with Karelara. I haven' t seen him again. Oh,
my God, they must have gone to San Blas. If he' s
been asking me for real for the patron saint' s feasts of San Blar,
Oh they' re dying for the stinger To you what' s wrong
with me not. Naturally, you gave her the real ones to go to
Samblar see her and you' re still asking where you are. I didn
' t ruin myself if you' re worse than the tulle. This is
time you' re up to the decks in some chinamo of the square.
Oh so badly thought that you so grew up. First of all, I
didn' t give him anything, I didn' t give him a penny,
because if you didn' t give himÉikarelara. They managed to take
someone' s real or have the security that someone did. They' ve
been plucked. If I know them, their mother bore them, but I
know them well. They' re capable of everything. Finally, they got
into sa crystal Limosnas, but I assure you they' re drinking dirty at
the San Blas parties. And I assure you. Well, if you say
it, it' s not that you say it general, it' s
that experience teaches me that I shouldn' t trust Filibiarto, Encarelara, Enga
Niceto, or pussy, or anyone else' s idiot would be me if
I trusted them. If I didn' t know them, I wouldn'
t know Pancradiodia, Madrinita Cresca. Hey, Pancracio was still talking. Here
I followed aha of pure collections seguilhe was speaking evil of me, truth to
cre man speaking evil, not telling the truth. Nothing more. Also,
for I frankly believed that I was drinking slut at the feast of San Blas,
for every day I guess in pancras. I say why then, man,
of what calduality are we going there? What did I tell you Nara,
what did I tell you? You said they were done for the case.
It' s the same thing. They' re on their way,
and that' s enough You' re going to go to the party.
Man, look, we' re gonna go help him out to the paredito
in Ilesia. Oh, we' re going to help the prodigy. Man,
they' re gonna be crystal. Well, something like that, really
good. What did I tell you Nara, what did I tell you?
They' re from that priest' s critans. The one carries the isopus,
the water of Blessed. The hyssop said no, the idupo, not
hyssop and the other one carries the piggy bank. And if I didn'
t know the bait of my cattle. If you didn' t know him,
look at don pancradito. You know how old I am, you'
re very grieving and you' re good at voyeurs. Ah well, of
course, as always, man look there are prodigies of angels and devils,
you devils. Like those devils. Fuckin' that' s deaf, not
manhood, b' s the devil. No man look there are floats too
and there' s all that stuff that makes the supplies. I' m
not going to go and see what I' m going to do as an
angel I' m going to say no devils. It' s clear,
come over there That' s my role. You know a filibert thing.
If you don' t need to dress up, why or here to have
the puppies. No, no, no, no, yeah, I think
you' re seeing the bumps, which I think you' re a little
off your feet because they didn' t work out, but that you have
them, you have that face of yours, I' m physical, no,
you don' t have the real thing to worry about. Yeah,
I' ll tell you if only the poochs because they' re decalcified and
they didn' t come out of what the barefoot said, that you don
' t have every shoe. Well, no, man, I' m
talking about the shoe. I' m talking about calcium or dido, it
' s not about shoes. Besides, you need the tail that if you
get hit by lebola says it' s missing. I' m not gonna
have any more line than you do today. Yeah, who are you gonna
dress up for if he' s already got you called the fucker, or
filberto. So you' re going to help the little father. He told
me to cheer what cheerful? Joy So of course, very happy and you
listen to him he told me not to do it. I' m going
to give you a few snubs to help you out so pretty it' s
her. Fuckin' son, don' t do it. Pancracio house.
In fact, the Samblaje holidays were very happy, very happy for what joy.
The little church was called and the square was also filled. The processions
were very happy. Filiberto also already had his suit of devils and was dressed
like this with him for the procession. It was a black suit with a
red tail finished on an arrowhead, red mask and cachos like little venison jackitos
like the devil' s kachitos. Thus danced he danced here, in that
interesting procession. That day I was so happy. The profession was legrious.
Your brother you look like a real devil, you don' t give and
that well, you look and you look like a bit of a carel.
No, no, man, not even your little dick in your hand Everything
' s looking at you. I' ll buy you a payment. Brother,
I invite you, man, who can see us the priest I over
here, man come look behind this post. No one sees you, you
took a sip. And then, at the end of the procession, we
go to one of the chat rooms to finish the party. Then don'
t go there, for no, don' t parcura, no, no,
no, I' m going to cover up for you because Dame Dames,
sweet potato, change your mouth, I' m broaching them, man,
no, but I want to give you madness or something good I wanted
to tell you that the killer of that town. It was Mario Pichard.
He was the one who chewed the beef that the people ate in the village,
there was a public trail, as in almost all villages, and the
trail remained on the outskirts, as in almost all villages as well, and
that night Mario the killer spoke to his wife. Go stand up now at
night, Mario, yes, candida, people have to eat daily, you
have to kill a net, but the kid hears it is the party.
You don' t even rest on the holidays It' s that the holidays
are eaten more. And if I don' t kill beef, people don
' t have to eat bodoque I have to stand out. Today also in
the morning, I' m going to the trail listen Mario and you'
re not afraid. Hear you in midnight prana. Suddenly they' re scaring
you, scaring me I' m ten years late killing and assembly and I
' ve never been hit by the devil. Don' t scrub, don
' t scrub, well, then if you' re going to stand out
now too, you' re better off sleeping, because you have to get
up at 3: 00 in the morning. That' s right, candida,
I have to go to bed early. Good night, good night Mario
the People' s Square. Even though, even though it was partying,
because when it was eleven o' clock at night, there was no one
left that one of the other stung remained in the carelara chinnamos, he had
gone to become serenade and what well chopped filiberto didn' t know of his
judgment, he had come out wobbly and one and one of the chingamos and
walked in the streets without knowing or stopping a guy and man expensive for which
I will walk? I güey and hate and skiing I' ve drunk more
than I can count. I' ve had so much to drink that I
don' t come and fly and I' m going to have morning,
I' m going to choose here reterito, respectful, without diverting an inch
the center of the street, I hate, why not good, maybe here
I will challenge the cural silence and I hope that the father and I have
slept you, well already you, then and I don' t fall asleep,
because I go or what I lose, I hate, I say what
I lose? Oh, Mommy. Suddenly he saw at his side a cross
and at the other side another cross and then another and another. On the
night of the na the cross and tombs were clear. Oh, my son
Puchica' s son, where I' m going to get this comba.
I hear this, I don' t man. I' m in the
pantheon? Joy I' m in the pantheony, and what hours are we
going bitch at midnight? Eggs I hear, I, I go here,
or I leave before I get some dead. I' m doing better without
realizing it. He had entered the pontrion and quickly left it and followed a
village street searching the church, but he doubted all this with her. He
was dressed in devils. In his devil' s suit. Oh, impossible
- faced, impossible- faced, and it' s Gomba Pombe and it
' s already alien It' s bitten that he' s just more gentleman,
but man. It is impossible to find out there is impossible all night
walking and the worst of all is that everything turns me around and there again
as it comes to me of which age and I am already given as much
of walking path as valid as half a block and found a little house,
a kind of down without walls, with a bench and a kind of table.
That was the trail of the village, the trail of the slaughterhouse,
the place where he killed and led to kill the net that the village ate
daily. Well, Filiberto tired and dizzy, dressed as a devil. After
that procession he lay on the bench and fell asleep. No. Don'
t you? Don' t you? Don' t you? Don'
t you? In the middle of midnight, Filiberto was snoring with all his
devil suit. He had stayed asleep And well, at midnight in the town
of San Blas he went in and he went in and Filiberto snoring and there
they condemn at about three o' clock in the morning at Mario' s
house, killing his wife woke him up. Mario Mario, May, May,
m May, Tiempre estate that already gave all three. You have to
go to the trail, how and how calm I was going to catch your
day and hurry a while ago they gave you three oyay ay, I get
my coffee so that the sleep is finished to blush it is only to warm
up. I' m coming, I' m coming. The woman got
up, warmed up a coffee and gave it to Mario. Mario took it
He was already awake He got dressed and left the house. Heading for the
trail was going to do four. I was clearing up in the morning.
Mario toured the blocks that separated him from the slaughterhouse and was arriving. I
was happy I even went crazy on a song. That was routine every day,
that' s what he did every day. He arrived and the bull
tied to a stick waiting to be unscrambled. Well, he went into the
slaughterhouse to look for the stone to sharpen the knife, but at that point
he looked where the bench was and was stiff from fear. Ay ay mamitita,
what about this the devil, the theus I speak of person. At
that time, Filiberto was waking up and when he saw Marco in front of
him, without shortening himself that he was dressed as a devil, he said
to him, oh Mary, man, how good. Come with me,
my friend. Oh, mine, the one who spoke. Oh, shit.
Oh, Mario, see my man and come with me, friend,
man, fuck you, no, I don' t want anything to hair
you. Mario still thinks he was saved by the devil on the trail.
Giliberto tells it and even his hair stops. Only Filiberto knows not to wake
up. He is a man who is not such a devil and who was
Filiberto himself, dressed in devils that came out to him. But Mario,
now that even sense stove suffers class, Susto Gilberto m. But the anecdote
is authentic, authentic, of course, man. I' ll see you
there, Wiley.