The fabularies adventures of Zach Galou in Great Briton - Living la vida rainy
Zach Galou took is shame with both of his brain's hemispheres and put it in the waste. He went to the table, leaned a bit to see the number, and presented himself: "Hi my name is Zach Galou, but you can call me Zach Galou" said he smartfully. "May I sit at your table?". "Yes" said the girl, "please sit down". "Ok I'll be right back two seconds please", he gave the number of the table and a lot of money to the waiter, and then got back as promised to the table.
"Well, how are you doing?", said he to the girl who had some physical oddness that definitively didn't came to her advantage. "Oh I am in a horrible situation, but I do not want to bother you with that" said the girl. "Well, I have fortunately nothing better to do know", said Zach Galou who was already thinking how to take advantage of the situation to take advantage of the girl. "I have to dispute a competition tomorrow, and both my trainer and my personal coach are unable to attend me, what will I become?", said the blondasse. "Well, what did happened to them?", said Zach Galou who thought that beginning all of his sentence by "Well" and placing the world "actually" in his conversation every twenty second was actually making him look a bit more British. "Well, my trainer broke his arm while he was raising a racket, as for my coach I paid him in advance and he his high on cocaine for three consecutive days now".
"Ok, I see, by the way what is your name?"
"Maria"
"Yes Maria, I think I can help you."
How will Zach Galou help Maria the mysterious blond girl? Will he succeed in mating and making her raise his offspring? What was the exact price of the pizza? You will know the answer to all of those questions just by continuing reading this text.
At the time th pizza arrived. It was a beautiful looking pizza of fifteen, or maybe twenty centimeters of diameter (that is to say in the English unit system, two rat tails and four rain drops). "What the hell is that?" said he rather astonished, "8 euros for a bloody frozen pizza?". At least this is what he would have said if he had not more important matters at hand: convincing the blond girl into doing things that just would not consent by just asking her, well chatting up, that's it.
"Tell me more about what your competition, are you some sort of athlete?", said he wanting to show off with the tenebrous depth of his understanding.
"I play tennis"
"Fine"
"That's it"
"Oh ok, it is a sort of giant ping-pong isn't it? Therefore I think I can give you some advice because I already played ping pong once in holidays. Well it is fairly simple, you just have to follow the ball first with your mind and then with your eyes, run, hit, and everything should be just fine." said Zach Galou while eating his pizza and devouring the girl with his eyes.
How will the girl react to such a stupid statement? Aren't the chance of Zach Galou mating falling as sharply as a sharp?" Well, just continue reading, for the Queen's sake, just keep on reading and you will know all of that.
"No way?!"
"I assure you, I even won one time"
"That extraordinary!"
"Yes...", said Zach Galou who like to flatten himself but was starting to wonder if the girl wasn't doing a bit too much.
"Actually I have only been told to wear mini skirt, fake boobs and to push ambiguous groans while hitting the ball! Is was only that, it is so simple. Oh I am so happy to have met you, what's your name again?"
"Zach Galou", said Zach Galou
"Oh Zach it is so kind of you, how could I thank you for that?", err... the situation is now pepper hot!
"Well in fact I am also very happy to have met you, but I must leave you now, I have some caserols on the fire, in fact I even haven't turned on the gas yet, so you can understand the urgency of the situation", said Zach Galou who wouldn't have a cooker before two weeks at least.
"Oh said the girl, then I give you my number, you can call me anytime"
She then awkwardly used her hands something a bit more intellectual than their regular use and jotted down her name, number and some personal comments "SHARAPOVA, 07438253225 ;) xxx"
Zach Galou stood up, promised that he will call her soon and told her that she could eat the rest of his pizza if she wanted. After a last little sign of the hand towards the queen of his thoughts, Zach Galou popped out of the restaurant and stood steadily on the parking. Something was titling him but he couldn't have said what, wrote the author to maintain the suspense with and overused trick.
Isn't Zach Galou a bit gay at the end? What is the real number of Maria Sharapova? Do Zach Galou really owns it? Where is actually Zach Galou and what had happened outside that will leave Zach Galou thoughtful until the next episode of the fabularies Great Briton adventures of Zach Galou?
"Well, how are you doing?", said he to the girl who had some physical oddness that definitively didn't came to her advantage. "Oh I am in a horrible situation, but I do not want to bother you with that" said the girl. "Well, I have fortunately nothing better to do know", said Zach Galou who was already thinking how to take advantage of the situation to take advantage of the girl. "I have to dispute a competition tomorrow, and both my trainer and my personal coach are unable to attend me, what will I become?", said the blondasse. "Well, what did happened to them?", said Zach Galou who thought that beginning all of his sentence by "Well" and placing the world "actually" in his conversation every twenty second was actually making him look a bit more British. "Well, my trainer broke his arm while he was raising a racket, as for my coach I paid him in advance and he his high on cocaine for three consecutive days now".
"Ok, I see, by the way what is your name?"
"Maria"
"Yes Maria, I think I can help you."
How will Zach Galou help Maria the mysterious blond girl? Will he succeed in mating and making her raise his offspring? What was the exact price of the pizza? You will know the answer to all of those questions just by continuing reading this text.
At the time th pizza arrived. It was a beautiful looking pizza of fifteen, or maybe twenty centimeters of diameter (that is to say in the English unit system, two rat tails and four rain drops). "What the hell is that?" said he rather astonished, "8 euros for a bloody frozen pizza?". At least this is what he would have said if he had not more important matters at hand: convincing the blond girl into doing things that just would not consent by just asking her, well chatting up, that's it.
"Tell me more about what your competition, are you some sort of athlete?", said he wanting to show off with the tenebrous depth of his understanding.
"I play tennis"
"Fine"
"That's it"
"Oh ok, it is a sort of giant ping-pong isn't it? Therefore I think I can give you some advice because I already played ping pong once in holidays. Well it is fairly simple, you just have to follow the ball first with your mind and then with your eyes, run, hit, and everything should be just fine." said Zach Galou while eating his pizza and devouring the girl with his eyes.
How will the girl react to such a stupid statement? Aren't the chance of Zach Galou mating falling as sharply as a sharp?" Well, just continue reading, for the Queen's sake, just keep on reading and you will know all of that.
"No way?!"
"I assure you, I even won one time"
"That extraordinary!"
"Yes...", said Zach Galou who like to flatten himself but was starting to wonder if the girl wasn't doing a bit too much.
"Actually I have only been told to wear mini skirt, fake boobs and to push ambiguous groans while hitting the ball! Is was only that, it is so simple. Oh I am so happy to have met you, what's your name again?"
"Zach Galou", said Zach Galou
"Oh Zach it is so kind of you, how could I thank you for that?", err... the situation is now pepper hot!
"Well in fact I am also very happy to have met you, but I must leave you now, I have some caserols on the fire, in fact I even haven't turned on the gas yet, so you can understand the urgency of the situation", said Zach Galou who wouldn't have a cooker before two weeks at least.
"Oh said the girl, then I give you my number, you can call me anytime"
She then awkwardly used her hands something a bit more intellectual than their regular use and jotted down her name, number and some personal comments "SHARAPOVA, 07438253225 ;) xxx"
Zach Galou stood up, promised that he will call her soon and told her that she could eat the rest of his pizza if she wanted. After a last little sign of the hand towards the queen of his thoughts, Zach Galou popped out of the restaurant and stood steadily on the parking. Something was titling him but he couldn't have said what, wrote the author to maintain the suspense with and overused trick.
Isn't Zach Galou a bit gay at the end? What is the real number of Maria Sharapova? Do Zach Galou really owns it? Where is actually Zach Galou and what had happened outside that will leave Zach Galou thoughtful until the next episode of the fabularies Great Briton adventures of Zach Galou?
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