♪ I'm the one who's crazy ♪

When I was always an assumed voyer, and my greatest talent, it was always women's underpants. " How many times, when passing in front of an open house to work with a calico checker with a calico checker, I used to discreetly look at the rods of the houses, looking for delicious intimate parts, for then in the house, I would end up in homeric fists. I had the good fortune and happiness, of two years to arrange a job, which gave me full conditions to carry out this side of me, the job of a freelancer, in the busiest post in the city. But when the cars came, mainly with women, I would run to attend, and was very helpful and solicitous with them, asking to always look at the front of the cars, or wash them p-bastards. So, the most diverse shoes, the most varied colors of the underpants. I used to discreetly look at the rods of the houses with a calico checker, to the point that I would have to be able to see them. She smiled at me for a few months, then I would end up in homeric little fists.