December 25, Gonzalo gave me a box wrapped in Christmas paper. As he handed me the box said "do not eat them all." I unwrapped the gift and saw it was a box of alfajores. I decided to save without opening the box to eat later. We know that the year-end holidays are accompanied by plenty of food. After a few days, I remembered the alfajores. I searched the box and open it with the surprise I found that there was alfajores in but a necklace. This must be a joke Gonzalo, I thought.
I got to wear a collar grupete meeting.
Near the end of January, I received an e-mail Anne Cé, copy the relevant part below:
A curiosity. Did you eat alfajores Gonzalo gave you? I ask because yesterday I called the friend who was selling and I asked a very strange thing: if I had not found a necklace inside the box alfajores. I stayed with plop face but he explained that his son was playing with a box of alfajores and kept her a necklace there, without anybody noticing.
I bought two boxes of sandwich cookies, one for home and one for which I'll give Gonzalo. As we ate it we do, I assume that yours is that it was the collar.
Between initial shock and laughter, I replied that if I had the necklace, I thought I put it in the box was a joke alfajores Gonzalo and until what had once used. Cé Ana sent me another message saying that the matter would be a good story for this blog.
Then I started thinking about the number of chances that surrounded the story. A child playing randomly chooses an empty box of alfajores of his mother prepared for Christmas and then put a collar. Not only puts it there, but he remembers having been brought there. Another person, Ana Ce, buy two boxes of sandwich cookies, which are chosen at random by the person who sells. Also random, Ana Cé choose not to open one of the two boxes of alfajores (which actually contains the collar of yore) to make me a gift. Open the other if you have alfajores and shares it with Gonzalo. I open my gift, I am struck not find what you expected to find, but I take it as a joke.
No one has to suspect that is an ongoing confusion that began with a child playing. A child whose memory was good that this story of confusion and chances to finish well and all the pieces in place.
Wait, where were my alfajores? I demand an explanation. ----------
Then I started thinking about the number of chances that surrounded the story. A child playing randomly chooses an empty box of alfajores of his mother prepared for Christmas and then put a collar. Not only puts it there, but he remembers having been brought there. Another person, Ana Ce, buy two boxes of sandwich cookies, which are chosen at random by the person who sells. Also random, Ana Cé choose not to open one of the two boxes of alfajores (which actually contains the collar of yore) to make me a gift. Open the other if you have alfajores and shares it with Gonzalo. I open my gift, I am struck not find what you expected to find, but I take it as a joke.
No one has to suspect that is an ongoing confusion that began with a child playing. A child whose memory was good that this story of confusion and chances to finish well and all the pieces in place.
Wait, where were my alfajores? I demand an explanation. ----------
do I dislike the word is used lefty to appoint people with left-wing ideologies. Would they say skilled those who have sympathy for right-wing ideologies? No, what goes. Nothing to see. Are skilled and experts working in a trade. How does my natural tendency for the left hand with politics? Mind you, I have nothing against those who opt for leftist ideas. That is everyone.
For the second time in one day, I demand an explanation.
For the second time in one day, I demand an explanation.
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