present here with pride (for him) the story of one of the new ruling of the global discussion, but in reality we should call it a pro-middle-man argument, or perhaps discuss it a man, or perhaps half-discuss-man, or ... puff, this turns me the brain.
Well, we have no idea if a man, a horse, mitigation and mitigation or what horn is, the thing is that Centaur has become one of the Discussants Federated's blog and this is its debut, as one who has a son and presents it to the cameras, only that he is awaiting his appearance less press than the last wart Gelblung Chiche.
As I said, this is his story.
lot is nostalgia invades me trying to remember my steps since I was a purrete until today, many situations I have lived do not really know where to start, I think a chronological journey would be best suited to sort the facts and thoughts.
Born in a small family, soon excelled at the other to be someone who had a subtle blend of my parents, Epifanio father turned to the neighbor's mare (Dona Sarita really was a mare) and then as it does not had liked and he was half insatiable, the mare is empomó (equine her, I would say, "Mommy") who was in the stables, union from which I left to take the best of both (mom's eyes and nose father) and also the worst of them (left half man and half horse).
Despite all this I had a happy childhood, I had many friends and some other centáuride gave me her favors. Finding people was that I had the opportunity to know who would be my guide, my teacher and my goddess, I am speaking of Pallas Athena, the walleye, the raptor, which frightens men and gods when it comes to the fight. Zeus called "Chuck", to be her favorite child.
She taught me everything a mortal can learn and I was a good student, particularly interested in reference to human psychology, which has always fascinated me and so many times I called, "the psychologist."
Time I had a chance after my turn to train many men, some of whom made memorable feats, such as Hercules, Achilles and Don Pocho, that having only two teeth up on a mine that was to sink marks fingers. Although unworthily treated soil the relationship that always left me with my big love ... I mean, my great friend Achilles, he and I are just good friends (I never took the point, the ungrateful. After all the sleepless nights I went through it!).
also provided my services and my knowledge to all mankind by Zeus which reward granted me immortality, which enjoyed wide to I died.
No, post, I died for real. Yes, he was immortal, but ... tesplico: my friend and former student, Heracles, I accidentally shot a poisoned arrow and when I could not die I burned and burned as I recon ... recontra flute, so let me die Zeus's changing me place in hell with a decedent who wanted to live. It is seen that after Papote took pity and invited me to Olympus where thought come as one among the immortals, and I ended up using che kid, the very rogues.
At least there were computer with Internet and paveando a great time on the blog Podeti, who was in Clarín, I got into the blogs that he had stressed and bored me all but one called splitting hairs.
And so began the legend.
first read any number of things that made me mourn for the laughter at his absurdly violent and unrestrained style without appearing rude. I learned to admire the poetic eloquence, genius and grandeur of the unique and reconciliation Von Pazzz openly superior genius; also discovered Fratttini and ideological confrontation was immediate. Then I discuss, I remember my discussions with the great Kace and many more. Even a young boy, Mr. Peturra around allowed me to relive my years as a teacher to be under my wing and trained. Everything
prompted me to open my own blog, which lasted almost two years with a number of comments in each post could have ever imagined, until the times I were adverse and could not keep posting as before and after birth Agustina The blog became a file from the princess.
I could participate in some contests, but had no luck, obviously I was saving my strength for a much more elevated.
And the task was, there was a tournament to choose a new Discussant Land, honor only achieved by Von Pazzz and Fratttini. After I stumbled rejoined the tournament and there was no arrest. In the end I became discussion with Mr. T, who proved to be a great match and the shock was titanic. The Federated had to cancel two votes and that there was a big mess that neither boded Pistarino what would happen and finally both winners were chosen, which we discuss and discuss forever. Not that our protest has been taken into account because we discuss everything, is that precisely this is the spirit of Byzantine discussions that both we as a flag.
Still, he is wrong and not know what he says.
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