Monday, June 28, 2010

Hole After Mole Removal

XIII "Badaboom"


Dedicated to Blake:)



The sky was clear, there were no clouds for miles around, the sunrise lit up the valley to show in all its glory, the birds began to sing and the wild critters out of their burrows. The first rays of sun hit the front of Hogwarts in a hurry and entered through the windows illuminating the interior, raising more than a sloth were still out of bed after long hours searching for the alleged murderer who was hiding under a blanket.
In the sill of the windows had a strange lens, it was a huge magnifying glass that left to itself, beaten and shot down by the spasms of a man before his death, had rolled to the corner where nobody worried about the beautiful object. Now, one bright spot light fell in the middle of the lens and through it resurfaced with the power of a grater fateful pointing into the room as if the finger of God. Gerardo

awoke in pain, had magullao ass and his head was spinning. I did not know where he was, other than that there was not a posh because the sea was all dark. Groping, resting his hands on a mysterious wall, rough as the face of a teenager with acne, advanced to step turtle to where he thought he saw some light. Meanwhile, mentally went over the second Harry Potter movie, where the young wizard had found the mysterious Chamber of Secrets where an ugly sea monster was waiting for him pounding her pa.
Gerardo, could not but be afraid to be attentive and play dead, not knowing what had become of his Mantica, had glasses with more stripes countertop basin "Coliseum" and a sick fuck dedicate large addition had no further weapon but his wits, so she could only pray that there were no monster who would give up the ass.

Meanwhile, thirty feet above Gerardo chives, a ray of light fell on a thick volume, it was of a very old book, a book that could be the great secrets of alchemy. That book had belonged to great magicians, doctors and most intelligent chemical curious who had read and reread throughout history and had used it while performing his strange experiments, maybe that's why those sheets of papyrus were barely visible traces of sulfur , traces of nitrate or saliva remains of old among many others. Only one of these ingredients had been enough to spark arises, the combination of all, simply made it happen any faster. The flame soon arose spontaneously and not a moment to devour this book and to extend to the many other books, and objects that were in the room. And within a moment the flames reach that object, according to Gerardo: similar to robotejo-art kitchen.

The light was at first little one, little one, was now fully visible even for the blindness of Gerardo, after all going to get his ass to save the ferocity of the mob that hours before had tried to catch him wrongly accused of murder.
The place where he was looked like it was an old cellar, perhaps an illegal casino during the Franco or God knows what. There were many barrels of wine covered with a thick layer of dust, as well as numerous bottles containing know that joke. On a roulette tables were rickety and rugs of those to play cards, and the thing-like I had seen Gerardo not for giving him allergy dust. At the first sneeze mocazo released a number of such that would have been enough to fill to the brim one of those old bottles. He wiped the remains of mucus on the back of the hand and then rubbed it on his pants. Then continued walking towards the light, the road was uphill and the sea of \u200b\u200btired, after a few minutejos and stop dangerous escalation reached what looked like a cubicle smelling truño, the light came through a crack over a puertecica. When you open this and see the light is nearly blind, was to his surprise in the woods, once out of the stall he realized he had gone through a portable toilet that put these pa Sanfermines, it was because of a secret exit the original sea and unobtrusive he said. He noticed that he was in the same edge of the forest and from there you could see Hogwarts in detail.
Looking back to the school curious thought about all the good times that had happened in there in the short time that had lasted their stay, also thought of the friends I was leaving there, smiling children, at the bottom despite everything that happened in the last few hours, nearly all more good than a choir of heavenly angels and above all innocent people, mostly from humble families and with an uncertain future. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

!

The powerful explosion and the blast sent him to take the ass by far. At least a thicket cushioned the fall, when he got up yet but mogollón pitaban ears, as if he had gotten a bumblebee hysterically inside.
A massive plume of smoke betrayed the place where just a few minutes before he wandered, he noticed that Hogwarts had been reduced to a pile of rubble, wondering if his friends find it, walked toward it, hoping to find a moment to another, but when he saw all that remained of his colleagues and friends was just about unrecognizable human remains fell desmayao ground pal as a fan of first-line Bisbal concert.

Some time later: Gerardo

Putas had dreamed, hundreds, thousands of times, rising to a plane. When viewed across the sky from the tiny window of the caravan of his grandfather wondered how high they would fly and how small, little, little boy who would have to see everything from up there because they had fly higher than the bell tower of the church in the neighborhood.
Now that was a passenger in one of them regretted having dreamed so fervently that one day ride in one.
Along with Haris, was the sole survivor of a tragedy that shocked the whole country, in fact, declared three days of official mourning and began an investigation towards the sea that had the sole purpose of discovering all costs which had been the Because of this strange explosion. When authorities found him near the place where sentadito tragedy and questioned what had happened, he just recently learned to answer with a lie that already well out to sea, crossing dedicate dissimulation, was shitting said pointing to the latrine had left hours earlier. It seems that tunnel that penetrated into the school had collapsed in the blast and the toilet was out like a rocket fired jets and had finished in the top of a MALDRON, hence the authorities amazed with the response that engendrillo half decreased. At his grandfather
offered no grace about his lap when he was told by phone and threatened to kill everything, but it was that or jail for neglect.
Haris, meanwhile, had lost arms and legs but was otherwise well, I saved it when the explosion was from a pregnant sow and a leopard in the stables, but that I keep for him.

Now, standing on that plane that would take up his old home, Gary was mareao lost and the poor hostess and did not know where to get more bags chubby-faced little boy throw the squid Bartolo. To make matters worse, was encajonao in a row of three seats between obese chuchumeco that smelled like monkey's ass horny blonde and a mega-Choni jovenzana of Outskirts I should be pregnant at least fifty babies because it looked like a balloon the condemned.
The gorinflas, who called Hugo, I wanted to offer some food for the stomach is stabilized, but Gerardo's death was terrible, both the chicken refritito until beans with enchilada arcades gave some packages.
The window covered her pregnant so could not get his head to give him air and admire the landscape was under her feet, and over the music playing on your iPod at full volume did the worst is aunt was torturing the ears with the great successes of "Canto del loco" dissonance that bellowing and lost nerve to put anyone with a modicum of good taste and him in particular. As needed to move out or he would give a patatús so I climbed the fat as he could and stepped into the hall to gossip.
In the back seat was a Chinese couple who did not understand the pope and the bottom in a riconcico, careless as Alzheimer's former dictator, was a bald viejuno wheelchair, he looked sadder than a Hebrew pa selling tickets visit "Auchvich." There was also a chulipandi SOBRAO hairy-faced and freckled mozalveta was reguena and will henceforth serve as muse for his efforts, he noticed that he was handcuffed and that the little guy in the Lao official who wore a smile as betrayed as police or prison officer or something asynchronous, well paid and Moscoso.
Of those who suddenly began to bite the ass Piercing, a sign that he was shitting, so I went straight pa bathroom. Unfortunately I was busy so I have to fuck. Directly opposite was a tiny puertica a red pry reading "Push Only emergency", the bad he did not know French. Shit is very, very much so I thought to open the culamen puertica and get the maximum out with the pretense, if pushed his rapid truño nobody will find out he told himself as he approached the door pa. Would do when he suddenly heard a sound very, very unpleasant that came inside the bathroom. It sounded something and Agggg, agggggg, aaaggggggggggg. It seemed really, really bad that while he was screwing up badly it was doing some soguarro a Manolillo there.


- - Azafataaaaaaaa - shouted with all his out-AzafaaaaaaaaaaaaataaaaaaaaaaaaaaA!


A lady hostess immediately came and put his ear to the door he pointed that mongolism already was giving the trip, but upon hearing the sound ran back into the hallway right and left wondering if there was any doctor out there who believed that someone was having a heart attack in the bathroom. He appeared
again accompanied by a gentleman very majete who identified himself as ATS leave for their own affairs, this, seeing that the door was locked and bolted, he began to give a kick to the door or a donkey with post-traumatic stress.
Gerardo, the sea of \u200b\u200bfun, had completely Olvidao Cairn had already reared its head a while ago.
The ATS pulled down the door and saw that inside was a dwarf identical to one of the Hobbits from "Lord of the Rings" Pocha-looking, at least we had callao the break. The ATS took his pulse and said he had died, would cross themselves and pray the rosary, when the stewardess who had taken a course first aid while studying FP said her heart was more noise than a tuner car and died as a joke that neither. Again the damn dwarf began to cast the unpleasant sound as giving the reason for the stewardess.
suddenly appeared in front of the bathroom with a Moor puny hairy of the calico Reinón and noted with great interest. 


- as I say Mara Catalan, Christian dwarf is drowning, by Allah or do something but if it dies here


The ATS seized the dwarf like a potato sack, he adhered to his back like glue and put it facing mecca pa, suddenly began to tighten as if it were a high end sex doll lost in a prison. Gary thought it was no place or time pa nasty like that but said nothing because he could morbidity. Suddenly, the hobbit spat a small plastic bag filled with some strange substance that flew through the air like a fly cojonera. The Moor's caught on the fly as an expert baseball player and, after checking at a glance that was overloaded with Pellot, hid in a pants pocket at the speed of lightning. 


- What was that? - Asked the stewardess
 - Queeeeeeé, Christian? I have not seen anything siñorita, Moor only miiiira only miiiira but do not buy


The Moor was he had come and fucking midget ATS accompanied to her seat.
The nurse walked over to Gary and gave him a thousand thanks that as she had just saved the life of a passenger. As a gesture of thanks had the details to invite you to visit the cockpit. Gerardo, emotional, missed both his sickness like that shit just above and accepted the invitation with a smile from ear to ear. Moved, accompanied the flight attendant to the cockpit, neither she nor the other passengers, from the Chinese, until the fat, bald from the Choni wheelchair pregnant, or ATS, or the chulipandi, or "freckles handcuffed, "or the Moor, or the damn Hobbit dwarf face could imagine how dangerous it could be that this boy named Gerardo Putas (pa serve") could get closer but was a moment at the controls of that plane .
The passengers of Oceanic Flight 815 were really "Lost" and above all good "Fucking."



End of first season.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Sceletium Tortuosum Gibberellic Acid

XII Run, run Gerardo!

Someone sounded the alarm and everyone, teachers and students, not counting the poor Ro Ro Haris who was recovering and that from his shack and entertaining as it was with the pig, did not hear anything, came to see what the hell happened. The majority was in pajamas, nightgown and panties.
The porter was standing next to the corpse of Abelardo Donbenito director and a lot of onlookers and were placed around to gossip as if they were old in a play. They were so distracted that no one noticed the checkered Mantica glasses watched the crowd.
The new Potions professor was a bit Bartolo, approached the corpse and took her pulse while looking at the clock, people looked shocked - He's dead, he said. 


- Is it obvious, no? - Professor Severus said Napo


And there was no doubt because the corpse was director regirao neck like a chicken before going to the pot, the chest on the floor and his head looking at the stars, in addition, her skull wide open and brains were scattered on the floor, arms were twisted like a Pretzel and to make matters worse, missing the bottom of the trunk, as it was dark no one noticed that he had been engaged in forging go around the room.


 - They have killed - continued Severo
 - How do we know that is not you, Professor? - Asked the teacher McGonagiu
 - Why would do such a thing? 
- Everyone knows he has always coveted the post of director Gerardo


pipe was having a discussion with the teachers watching for a moment, had even forget about what had happened minutes earlier in the principal's office.


 - professor McGonagiu I offended you, I will not easily forget this slander, I assure you. You know, I've been up all night chatting with a lady, and that's what the history on the Internet, I can prove it. Who says you is not her killer? 
- Me? You have seen! I have always shown great respect for our beloved principal. Besides, I could not be because I have not left my room overnight. 
- I saw something - I interrupted the teacher Mary Cloud - Make someone a few hours, hidden under a blanket on his way to the office of director, I believe is the suspect


Suddenly, a lot of accusatory looks rested Mantica in checkered glasses under which the left see a couple of CHIRUCA of 38. Gerardo took a while to realize what was happening, the enchantment of invisibility cloak would have disappeared along with the soul of Dumbledore, or know. As he realized that more than one marked him as the culprit, took a little cry of queer and started running towards the school aa. Plenty of rock
chasing him, shouting a lot of insults but miraculously pulled them an advantage, not knowing how he had become a sort of Forest Gump and ran to the stripping, but turning a corner eventually stepping on his own blanket and falling hills to soil, miracle did not break his glasses but you'll be hooked rug with a wooden bench and ended up lying in the middle of a corridor, they heard footsteps getting closer so we ran into a room.
Meanwhile, in the hall, appeared Herminia, Bartolo and a member of the house boy "Gimenez" it was black as coal. - I found something - said Herminia took Gerardo
fronted the hand, his nose bleeding from the blow and had mixed up with distemper, sipped the mixture was rich. Suddenly fell into that shit was missing something, the invisibility cloak! The world's best gift he had.
came out of hiding and went to the little group of three. The black man turned toward him, looks like a page of King Belshazzar was in the Primark Gerardo thought last Christmas. 


- Have you seen the murderer, kid? - He asked the colored boy
 - Tell the king sio good, bring me a car of these remote and pley


The black looked like someone look at a chimpanzee from the zoo that is becoming a pajichuela. Gerardo

realized that Herman had taken his coat. Will sleeve, he thought. 


- That it is mine - said as he tore the hand Mantica. Pa it was a gift and no one else.


Hurt, came to lie above divination. The adjusted until you can see through the ojicos pa Piercing and put his glasses on his ass after the huge vessel that had been given hostión had been somewhat twisted. Meanwhile, others looked at him stunned. 


- Asesinooooooooooooooooooooooooo! - Bartolo button immediately shouted, pointing an accusing finger at poor Gerard. Consistent was the first word that they had heard since he had met Gerardo

realized that he had been recognized so he turned and ran again as a locaza the first day of sales of Bershka.
was fed up with both running, but knew that if he got caught it would take an unparalleled club locally termed, like the time the grandfather caught him rummaging through the drawers where they hid the wallet. Followed by a corridor, up some stairs, turned left, then right, walked down another hallway, found other stairs, tripped, rolled all the way down, got up packages mareao that, he ran or at least tried, he would give asthma ... He heard screams behind him but could not go, he found a door. Shit, that no, there was no time and was ecstatic and reluctantly came to the place he considered more humiliating the world: the girls bathroom. Once inside he locked himself in one of the toilets with latch and all, and prayed the "child Jesus, you're a kid like me ..." the last half hour had been one of the worst of his life.

No one went, it seems that he was safe, or so I thought, because suddenly someone began to mourn as a mourner, got rid of the blanket and dripping with sweat, put on his glasses, removed the bolt and put his white-fronted. In one corner was a crying girl was ugly as a monkey's ass horny old, I saw something fuzzy, almost transparent. Be anorexic, she thought. 


- Tas right? - He asked the distraught girl


The girl looked at his face and left to mourn, moved the gesture, now seemed angry as if he had been the ruler of a sudden. Gerardo hairs stood on end it in the neck and began to get a cold from hell. 


- In the same bathroom perished - Moaning said
 - What? 
- I am a lost soul because someone skewed life in this place
 - Mande? 
- That I'm a fantasmaaaaaa! Gerardo

peed
above (calorcico, calorcico, calorcico ...) and started screaming like a drunken hooligan in a mobile disc Salou, ran back like a crab if you remove the light spectrum, terrified and ended up flush against a sink and embedded in the neck the damn faucet.
Mother! As fuck, he thought as he stroked his neck. But suddenly a strange mechanism was activated, the sink was moved from its site as if it had rails and a huge Piercing appeared under his fat ass to be swallowed as a toilet to a zurrute.