Design: André Lefebvre, pure stranger who has my thanks.
The tag starts at Saint-Henri and continues in Willéanne .
I know it's really long, it really makes me laugh. The story is authentic. I could force myself a bit of form but I'm rushing to put the stuff online before that person could remember the tag, you never know when I have time to iron.
I swear, it's really the most shameful day in my life. It gives me a little taste for reading the most shameful day of your lives.
So to make a long story short ...
"... Tony had told Robin that I kick over, supposedly to help me, but I think it was sabotage, he wanted it to show once and for all, it would perhaps be to the open field, he wanted a reversal in our romantic lives of teens who were already taking for writers, he wanted to comfort me and I was fried on in shock for two weeks, was the month June, Robin had said he would think, and he thought until the day of our exit end of the year cadets, we ended up with water slides Bromont and that's where the story gets really unwell: I do not know where to go because I have yet to Robin his answer, I find myself with another gang, I not remember much because of my concussion, except that first I'm not really good, but it's true, you're not familiar to that - look at me not the same, I know it's ridiculous, it's even more than imagine - that I find myself with Jonathan udder of another world who do not feel like slipping water, they prefer to go down the mountain aboard species kart no engine, no slipping on water - I do not really know how to explain it fuckin dangerous - that I remember to get one, I fear my life as if all my adrenaline was inhibited due to Robin, I am afraid to plant any worse for the skin tear me, I'm afraid of falling down the ramp - yes, it is Boute High in Ostia - is it decides to start over, too bad my memory is faint, I know that the karts are hooked after the ski slope, I have a cold sweat thinking that Robin having fun elsewhere on the mountain with lots of girlies, I have a bad memory, maybe it's a memory invented, I am also reminded of landscapes that can not really, who seem to come from a travel brochure for the Rhone Valley, but in short I remember that I let the wheel of my kart to put my helmet wheel that hangs from a pole lift, there is gravel, the plywood, I see the sky is rendered cloudy, it seems worse than my kart turns upside down, I'm five meters with the head dragging on the ground, worse than it was Jonathan who stays with me until the ambulance arrived - yeah, chalice, I took the ambulance I remember not too bad, I remember just got to grow, strapped on a stretcher in a strangely dark corridor of the hospital in Cowansville - he tells me he supports me, he said two thousand times the same questions asked, what time s it, it is when, what, my birthday has passed, there 'What time is it, shit the end of year exams coming up, full of shame, worse to come back to Robin, I saw him that night, was a civil party at Maude I went even worse if my mother was not really, I even drank beer, I smoked, all, bad as if I was not humiliated enough, he decided it was time to give me his answer, because it took me to take a walk around the block to tell me that I really qualities, I'm brilliant, cute, funny, it has ben fun with me in general, but I'm too fuckall, it is already guys really strict, two jobs at sixteen, the best grades, future firefighter, tse mean, is that returns to Maude, laughing, discomfort is increased but returned by the band with Tony, Tony, who consoles me in fact, intense but not full, I'm too stoned, too fried on yet, I am a big stick too bad I feel bad - what, Jonathan, yes, Jonathan, yes, I know, it is with him it would have taken me to get, but that's the kind of case there are always reports too late ... "
By the way, by seeking an image to my post, I fall on it in the top five results for" water slides "into Google Images. It dates from 2003. Be careful what you publish on the net, it leaves traces.
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