A aquella niña hipermétrope la sentaron en la primera fila, donde nadie quería sentarse, al lado del niño que no sabía hablar en voz baja, tenía un aliento terrible y aspiraba a ser electricista algún día. La niña hipermétrope, que de cerca veía más bien poco, a fuerza de proximidad y de ponerse una pinza en la nariz, se enamoró del niño halitósico. Su relación fue progresando, siempre manteniendo las formas, hasta que un buen día, en plena clase de Ciencias Naturales, el niño que no sabía susurrar le gritó a la niña hipermétrope "quiero verte las braguitas".
La sonora carjada de la clase y la reprimenda de la maestra se cargaron su amor.
Yo intentando pasar página y siempre hay alguien que vuelve a sacar el tema...
Era joven y descubria mi sexualidad, ¿vale?
Hay situaciones, momentos, palabras, sonidos....que pueden romper el amor.
Posted by: Toña on Octubre 21, 2003 10:06 AMjajajajaja me encanta el comentario de pab!
Posted by: almu on Octubre 21, 2003 12:03 PMpab, éramos unos críos. perdóname. :P
Posted by: Kapt. Kurtz on Octubre 21, 2003 12:11 PMLas niñas a veces podeis ser terriblemente crueles.
Y lo del aliento era culpa de los bocatas de sardinas que me ponia mi mami para el recreo. Que lo sepas...
Ahora cada vez que paso delante de una pescaderia me hago pipi encima. En fin... otro trauma más.
Aún estáis a tiempo, tontos. Qué linda historia.
Posted by: Karras on Octubre 21, 2003 01:49 PM¿Te he dicho que me gustas mucho, Kap?
Posted by: Pico on Octubre 21, 2003 03:02 PM¿te he dicho que tú también y que me sonrojo si me dices esas cosas?
Posted by: Kapt. Kurtz on Octubre 21, 2003 04:10 PMUys
Posted by: Pico on Octubre 21, 2003 04:22 PMPab y Kap, venga que tu ya te operaste la vista con laser y el no come sardinas. Siempre hay tiempo si la dicha es buena XDDDDDD
Posted by: Pedro on Octubre 21, 2003 04:23 PMEs inutil Pedro. Con los años Kap se ha convertido en femme fatal postmoderna (y ciclista) y yo me metí a seminarista porque cuando entraba en las iglesias de chaval se me erizaba el vello de la nuca y mi tía Ascensión consideró que era la llamada vocacional.
Ahora solo nos comunicamos a través de internet, gracias al ordenador recliclado que una ONG Católica ha instalado en la biblioteca del claustro. Bueno, os dejo que me pilla el padre Andrés y hoy no me apetece poner la otra mejilla....
Jajaja... Pico, creo que no tienes nada que hacer en medio de esta historia de amor que viene de tan lejos.
Besos a repartir!!
Bueno, por lo menos ella llevaba braguitas, que ya es mucho... ¬¬
Posted by: not a pretty girl on Octubre 21, 2003 06:36 PMsi, que con los tiempos que corren, creo que van en tanga al cole
Posted by: Pedro on Octubre 21, 2003 08:52 PMJajaja me ha encantado.
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