Once upon a time two little birds that lived peacefully in the beautiful city of Valenciastán. Asier One was the bird that was several years in the nest, no other task than to dwell in peace and with the birdseed insured. The other was the bird Fernandes, who was very fond of night flying, until you cut the wings a little.
One day in charge of guarding the nest, I was a fool when they called sparrow Emeritus, tired of the two birds and wanted them out of the city. Asier
The bird was very upset because he would not leave a nest had been sticking so many years living the good life. He even argued that he suffered from vertigo (That's the worst that can happen to a bird), but ultimately had no choice but to migrate to Valladolid. Fernandes
The bird, however, gladly accepted to fly to Italy, because he wanted to prepare for next summer to participate in a high-flying competition in South Africa.
Lo and behold, in Italy refused, saying he had a broken leg when he had even to fly over forty minutes with a break at the height of the claw, and without saying a peep. Total
that the bird that wanted to leave had to return and that he wanted to stay she had to go.
Moral: For once we could kill two birds a shot, and we will fuck the shotgun.
and red bunting, this story is over.
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