Sales of the good man

Nagore Legarreta

I write to you Hello Xenpelar so that you can know the sales of the good man, even if you almost listen to your gypsies. We're not that old, we're not that old... any house would want fuckers like us.	If I knew how the Times had changed! The week has seven days of work, but the hole in the pockets... The workings have multiplied and the factories have multiplied: now the broom and the fregon are our tools.	III For the time of awakening and rising, as honest fathers, we know well that children must be prepared. Heat the milk to this and change the pardel to it... Only the one who works knows that it is not so easy!
IV The housework only takes us to the nursery and involves the workplace. And there you also have to work among all the superiors, at least until the salary comes home without work...	V Because when you put it on fire you can see what the pot is like, you can see how big we are in the kitchen! Even though the tortilla is often cooked before the eggs are laid, all foods are delicious after making them yourself.	VI Since soap and softeners are always enough, if we knew how to thank even the labadora! Press “Start” and only then open the door... Govern our clothes better than geron!
VII There are eleven devices in the house and many times we are hesitant before putting what we need into operation... We often work with slices or clothes on the plate, hoping that what we take is what belongs to it.	VIII Cleanliness in our house is often in exile... Although cleaning often is always in demand of more! The vacuum cleaner in one hand and the cloth in the other, a lot of blackness disappears when our foreheads are blackened.	We also go to IX Street, although with few options, forced by today’s laws in the form of abstemients. The bartenders are in crisis, the cider makers are on strike... because if we take the car we can’t drink it.
X Since life without alcohol is completely mediocre, we often have a fight because of thirst. The person who made the law would have been smart, if I had seen it myself I would have broken his back!	XI The man of today must be a very helpful man, a fine worker at home and on the street again formal. Now it’s all in half and thankfully. May the Lord lift us up on the day when everything is for us!	XII I have written to you, Xenpelar, that you may know how we are going. Lazkao-Txiki will do it because he does not take it in surprise; but I beg you, do not tell Chirrita that he will not suffer for the time he does not live.

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