Now that I have almost one hundred fans on Facebook I confess damn I feel like Brad Pitt (note: I laugh, as if not talking about food.) Will my marked by muscles in the form of chocolate bar or will the sophisticated French touch of my publications? The truth is that I am surprised that not all fans are men ... I know when a woman often feels something like a mix between nausea and hate ... two issues that are not precisely press the button on that of "like." That
like to so many women do not make me feel good, no ... can you imagine when you get a hundred fans? Gonna go for me to stop ... what now tell you my wife? What about my children? Yes, especially my children! (Is that I have). Well, I have to get a hundred to check.
At the moment I leave a picture of me as well as "homespun." How do I look?
A hug for everyone (not sentimental, then ...)
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