Price On A Gold Plated Dessert Eagle

bingo

one day ... No one who reads me dovrebbbe have doubts about the work I do: I work in a bingo hall. It is not a particular job, in fact not much different from the kind of narrow spaces that I know [It is virtual or real does not matter]. Everyone knows everything about everyone behind everyone else. Of course I am also a victim of this cruel play, but I do not care because in here are just a murderer, and give you feed it a little bit of soap opera.
There is no doubt that my colleague who is the most interesting example of the company. He is 26 years old, is beautiful and has long hair and smooth.
For a variety of circumstances that there is no need to mention I had the possibility of entering into his private life for a time but not enough to know enough to have an interest in then fill with the fantasy spaces remained obscure.
Among the things that makes the notes is a bitch. Has some very wealthy clients that pay well. The pay for half an hour of my [and his] salary. When I asked how he started, because I want to know how things begin, he told me what happened to bingo. A customer offered her money for sex and she agreed. Then I asked who it was, because I intresse as things continue. I described it: "what is always with his son, sits where you sell." And I immediately, "HA! The one with the glasses!" "No, no glasses, [insert list of clues in style indovinachi]
It 's my weak point, if someone tries to make me understand that I know who is speaking only, he should give me so many clues that probably would not have any interest in knowing more about this person because now I know everything [but who the fuck is, Obviously. Do not ever get there].
Clearly I did not understand who he was, indeed, was beginning to become embarrassing that sometimes go with her to ask "Hey, is he?". "No, I told you that [insert character here that excluded the evidence in question]."
So after a while 'I stopped, not until one evening she came to tell me "you're selling here?" "Oh, yes. Why? ... FROM! E 'him?" "Shhhh ... speaks softly and does not indicate this!" "Hey! But do not you tell me that [insert all the clues that would make me understand who she was and of course ha trascurato pensando che fossero ininfluenti]
Influenti eccome. Se mi avesse detto "E' quello con la moglie rompicoglioni" avrei capito subito

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