porquinho

I’m walking through the fair, and then my mother says to her son (he’s 4 years old), “Son, look! Piggy is smiling at you.” and there..

what if the alcoholics drinking on the playground are children whose parents once forgot to call home in the evening?

a good start; keep up the pace; just a little bit more; last push;

I'm a man, I can do it! wow, what sourness. hmm... damn, I got it in my head! I can stand it... this is the feeling!!! just a little bit more left... fucking ascorbic acid!