Well, as I was saying. Today' s story is a very nice
story. I told them it was called yesterday' s stories. Let'
s not waste time and who' s going to hear us mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Cipriano Roque
was a picturesque, unique guy, son of his mother, an old lady
who passed her villas washing clothes and throwing tortillas, an old woman who loved
him very much and agreed everything. In spite of everything, because Cipriano worked,
he worked in a sandbox. He carried sand from one side to the
other. That' s right, I worked Monday through Friday, because Saturday
I was worse than you. The work didn' t show up and in
the morning I was going with my nose smelling the watery smell that came out
of the pond the black night, the pond that was already on the shore
of that lonely road that leaving the town, I was going to give to
the ranch of Cipriano and his mom, Mamita, I' m leaving and
I' m milling is not saba joy or any other low, yes,
but the thing is that I have to go to see Gerardo, who was
left to find from with chet Mojica iodine. Chepe Mojique owns the pond,
that truth the owner and Mames the owner. But I' m not drinking.
I' m gonna make a deal with him. We' ve got
a deal pending. I' m good at business like he is so with
the mevos. He doesn' t like it, no, I don'
t like it. Then you show up at four o' clock in the
morning, drunk and singing like a guitar is hambrian omit who plays. What
good, then, man, what good are we going to see not work,
I have met all the demands, because son, you have very abandoned
the Virgin, to the villecita. Yeah, look there, you got the
picture. In my case he does it the way he doesn' t,
Mom, of course I make him a man, he doesn' t see
that every day he throws a pebble I there he goes look, there goes
the pierich there he goes to see look at every little sandstone I throw him
is an hour of a little one I give him. I' ll show
you my love and my love for the little virgin. We' re clear.
Mommy, I never leave a rosary to the little virgin. Oh,
Mom, it' s everyone' s mother to look at. He has
his ways of loving and praying to the saints. The little virgin knows I
' ll bring her. It' s sandstone from the hill. It'
s a piece of sand that I pick up every day for the little virgin.
That little stone that you see is my ori estancia, my prayer,
because ah gey if she wants medalva and say no, well, you give
me soul you crazy, my crazy holes, because for what the Virgin wants
those little sandstones that pulls to the Virgin, you have to pray to her,
not be giving granites of sand. Well, it' s the true
dino squad. Let' s not argue, because anyway of me tardium.
See you there, Mommy, see you there and take care of yourself.
I told myself to remember that vices are a bad thing, remember m m
m m but what case was going to be cyrianito and what business or that
nothing. He went from dideuto to the canteen where his friend Chepe mojica and
handsome. That' s where the parties started. In that pond several comrades
from the village region gathered, played naipe, played guitar and accordion and,
finally, put serenades to the pretty girls of the village man and Cipriano loved
the serenade, the slut and the guitar and I already, I, hey
look, why we are going to put him in a serenade. The small
woman Dominguez, the small man go to her shit and there for what name,
where she lives. Give him the devil is not the first one left
you that or there give him the devil was wieming ainho. I' m
going well, so I' m going, I' m going whoever wants
to come with me, I' m going with me. I don'
t think I was in the two otis, or the devil, or anything.
Let' s go see the kids. No. Don' t you?
Don' t you? Don' t you? Don' t you?
Don' t you? Don' t you? Well, it would
be like nine o' clock at night in the villages and small houses.
Nine o' clock at night, it' s almost midnight, everybody.
To see me calmly or to see myself in the country. And the night
was dark and it was necessary to travel all the way and get to the
neighboring village, on the edge of the village where the Chanita Dominguez, the
most beautiful girl in the place, coincidentally lived. If Priano was in love
with her, it was not clear, then, bewitched by the serenade,
they went with Cipriano, two other friends, Cipriano, the owner of the
Estanco and Pedro Lopez, who called him Pedro Tunco. The three took the
guitar path in hand and with their straws also in hand. No. Don
' t you? Don' t you? Don' t you? Don
' t you? Don' t you? Don' t you? That
place was very famous for the scares. The walkers never walked at night,
only during the day. Before we get to town. There was a river,
a gorge and to get to the girl' s house there was,
naturally, that crossing the edge and on the edge of the fence was the
famous tibilote, an all twisted tree, to which the people told the elbow
of the devil Udo And why they tell that tiguilot the elbow of the Devil
Granny, why he looks. That' s a long story. You were
killed by a bishop under that word. There under that tug and lot were
killed tenchre and Pantaleon, two Germans. At the foot of the tigui lot
came the Mondragón Moncha hippote. That you and lot is cursed. There the
devil meets with the ceguas and the mucoanas. That' s why people call
him the devil' s elbow. It' s not like I' m
making my daughter happen at night. Not ever, or that was by chance
what people were saying about that famous tibuilote on the edge of that ravine the
place exactly where the three friends Cipriano and his two companions had to go.
But so as not to get them out of the loop, let' s
get on with the story. The three friends arrived at the shore at about
10: 30 p m. At that time they lowered the slope for the
gorge when chepe said, man and son, listen little and rehearsed nothing that
we will sing to the girl. Well, man and I give me a
few songs, man, they look great. Let' s have a little
dandy. There under the tilotte. I' m sure that' s how
they had several drinks. They had forgotten everything that people told about the scares
and the devil that came out of that place came and began to rehearse.
He' s very futune plays league mat than someone else to a more mayuscule
corner. What do we call it the night of rongamos here I read there
the cove for lake to see hello mm om brief better, Juan charrasqueado come
and we will also sing. Come on, let' s go first night,
or come on, I' ll get it, mmm. Mmm.
There' s very photon this I didn' t hear very futun this time
man. It gave me Lomia to see was to hang me the big part,
which is the most bonis truth good, Moon who loves him weeps the
fog of my leda to Ron de Ron de Bron li and I stick as
guide. No. Don' t you? Don' t you? Don
' t you? Don' t you? Don' t you? Don
' t you? How about without thinking about scares or anything, at least
foot of Tigui Lotte' s stick, the famous devil' s elbow.
Those three fuckers were rehearsing the old Agustín Lara moche' s round song.
At some point it felt a very rare smell, a smell like it suffers
burned chep of jodio, that was this your hok there around, man,
I haven' t felt it. You bathed in a much better hole.
I was feeling it, too, because I thought it was you who disguisedly,
for I had thrown you a sack I have or the hour of darkness
that bad man is quite well penetrating. I was really hungry, which will
be a man if, then, notice that today, but let' s
keep fooling around that we have to sing to the girl at least five songs.
It' s wey not because already of reba brot because I good,
because all morning Latin. Man okay, so tell me fooled is going to
be i pine ralor n not man and the one given by the Mario Corto.
And at worst it' s that I' m living and the record
that barbarians or and those fuckers kept rehearsing. They wanted to rehearse several songs
to impress the girl, but the truth is that they felt very penetrating.
The sulfur tufo stops another little bit of seeing and paying for link Lik will
ask clin gra hearatio not you joo yao but or not, man no,
what will that be. I can' t stand it either. Brunt or
my what the fuck is you or. What' s here man, man
look, let' s look around here for the origin of this bad smell
man. Let' s see if anyone goes to some file that' s
burning this last one. What the fuck was this, oh, cute mama
here, Prian, what' s your deal today, yes press, yes
press, what' s your guess what man if we are, be it
also under the uncle and lot ah under the devil' s elbow. Antiems
I said the elbow is that of the Devil' s day. Here'
s where to slap him. They tell people if I pre and I even
that one, like I got all the oval jealousy, hairs, I say
two, pull them back and here we get the serenades. And no,
man, no, no, no, maybe they' re just people'
s talk. It' s the whole thing, I do, but maybe
it' s stories. The best is this. Remember that there are three
of us. No, no, man, I' m sorry too,
but remember we' re three and we' re men. Well, one
' s the other drink for us to be scared of. Not the douche
bag, the douche bag, for throw me the dredge and call me too
to see caste tro tergo, the douche bag looks like the day, the
day blobo, the devil, yes, what do we do. Let'
s run before another day takes us. We run no longer has the time,
no one can run before them. At the foot of the tibiilote it
had looked like a tall black lump, two sparks like embers in the eyes,
a pair of cheeks like calf dressed in black because it was confused with
the night, the smell of sulfur intensified, the figure tall as a black
also layer. He taught his shiny teeth like fossilescents. At the time when
a huge bright chill was waving that left the trail of fire, like when
the hippos play like an oscote rod on while saying oh the frames with mechileo
next time I take it. But ay ay ay ay mami ay, I
feel like I get the May coming, they get me to her. I
got chepe Mojica fell to the floor fainted. Then the Devil grabbed the chill
again and time I go combo. But hey, Mommy Linda, now it
' s my turn to make vircensito. Help me, it comes to Tita
Linda that I do for God, d r combo hear Devil and I and
devotee of the Virgin Daily read a little sandstone. I give devotee of the
Virgin Mary with only hearing in the name of the Virgin Marilla. The Devil
’ s chill remained petrified with stiff and the Devil extinguished the sparks from his
eyes and gravely said as he walked away ready bust. Thank you that I
vote for that woman. Damn, damn, damn, dima vine gives me
the bowl virgin. The little virgin saved me today. I was saved by
the little sandstones that I carry to the little virgin every day. Today my
tata told me this to tell me that everyone who does things in their cyprian
way prayed to her the little virgin throwing a grain of sand and thus saved
himself from Satan was the only one who did not receive squeals from the devil.
The other two were still fainted and man, they had to be relived
with Kusuk Gaji inventolat tablecloth. The devil' s elbow is the devil'
s elbow we' re still famous. There' s in town when you
want, we take a little turn around. Yeah, if the road'
s awkward, I' ll see you there, but bu.