Little did I imagine that the interest felt for years by Álvarez Rabo cartoons - and that, through ignorance, poor people around me shared - require me today sit at the computer and write these lines to my regret. Rabo I liked his chutzpah, his lack of political and sexual boundaries, their disregard well done by the stroke, his aversion to Maitena ... A guy whose ultimate goal is stated as a professional design and drawing cartoons in the shortest possible time can not be a bad person, I thought then. Little did I know how heavy it becomes. If I had known to what extent can become tiresome very much I would care to become a prophet of Rabo and recommend their stories to friends and acquaintances. In fact, the error as input, is to have friends and even acquaintances, as well as one knows that which is best is at home and, therefore, might like the tail of the balls so without incurring unintended consequence is that friends and acquaintances - people thirties and forties still given to social activities - like attending festivals like comics and troughs in one of whom will inevitably one day there was a meeting, a terrible event that reaches the prologue and started with a conversation, " You are Álvarez Rabo? Host, Monzó fell for your comic. He says are very good. " Claim to which the eyes opened praised as light bulbs and asked, "Oh, you know Monzó?." That was the trigger fatal, and not many days passed without my email started to be flooded with messages from the deceased, written in a language that he must believe between rolling and confidently, and with the strangest proposals, many of which thankfully I do not remember, nor do I spend a minute to remember. In one of the few that I remember - go to have drinks or go to dinner when it comes to Barcelona - until I managed to sneak this without problems.
write my name Kim, to make the joke that confuses me with Kim Basinger. It's as witty and captivating. How wrong I was when only read their stories.
Monzó
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