jueves, 7 de marzo de 2019

mi anecdota

mi anécdota
  
hace 7 años, mis primos de Mexico vinieron de visita, era temporadas de moras y fuimos a traer moras pero solo puros primos ,  decidimos llevar  perros, caminamos por un potrero, íbamos riendo y jugando, escuchamos que los perros empezaron a ladrar, todos nos  quedamos quietos, al poco rato se escuchaba que una vaca iba corriendo hacia nosotros, todos empezamos a correr, en eso me pare en una caca de vaca y me caí, mis primos se empezaron a reír, por que olía a caca de vaca y la vaca en realidad, iba a ver a su cría y no nos iba a corretear.

                                                                                             my anecdote 

7 years ago, my cousins ​​from Mexico came to visit, it was blackberry seasons and we went to bring berries but only pure cousins, we decided to take dogs, we walked through a paddock, we were laughing and playing, we heard that the dogs began to bark, we all We were quiet, a little while later we heard a cow running towards us, we all started running, in that I stopped in a cow poop and fell, my cousins ​​started to laugh, because I smelled of cow poop and the Really, he was going to see his calf and he was not going to scamper us.

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