Freda´s were´s touching the arm of Ariadna when:
- Mic,Mic,Mic...!!.
My mother walk´s...!!.
- Pay attention girl´s ..the bus..!!
-Oh fabulous bus..!!.-exclaimed Toraño´s..
- So well´s -sai the officer costumer Augustí with her partner Larrumbide´s...
- Then the supporter´s began to sing in the Africa´s dawn..:
" when Zimbaoue played hard.
They canno´t won us...
La.la.la ..la.la.la...!!!.
- So right you.ve ere the driver..?.-asked Mr.Carcasona´s..
- So yes.
-And ..the paper´s..?
- The paper´s..!!!
-Humm.he look´s ..longer..( how a pretty boy )
- Peperra´s isn´t it´s..??
-So yes...
