Today, sipping a cup of coffee, I thought of those things that are common for me, but no less important. Cavil for a while and watched Lolita talking to my brother 5 years. What they talked? The goldfish of my brother fell in line and he shouted cheerfully.
Who is Lolita?
Ah, the angel of the house. Without it, I'm sure our house would be a disaster. What would all of us without Lolita? For you see, a nightmare, or a very dull life. Whenever I talk of Lolita, who is, because Lolitato always have something to do, all my friends know Lolita ... in person only between talks, but they know Lolita. Someone who asks me "coffee or tea?" In the morning, which is prepared for any situacióny says: "I left the clothes to wear tomorrow the closet "when there is something important, and is one that tells my mother," I know where they can fix those earrings. " Is leaving clean pants, blouses, and neatly folded clothes and always smiles even though their problems are revealed in his eyes. Lolita loves to talk, n
