Historia
The people have been asking my biography and how did I come to live in the States United. It is a story that am happy to say.
I was abandoned as a boy. My mother was too busy with the shows of donkey to take care of me and my gringo father would have nothing of to do with me (My mama said that he was called Mr. Roboto), so to maintain me I sold Chiclets to the tourists in Tijuana as many of the other children of the street. I did barely sufficient pesos to remain alive, living in a hut of wood with 30 other orphans. A night, a boy of the fraternity on the break of the spring asked me if I knew where to obtain the acid drug. I knew where to obtain some, but to irk the gringo; I sold him some of my Chiclets in 10 times the price that says that they were laced with the acid drug. It paid happily and disappeared. It was happy also, did not only have I did good money, I had proposed also a good idea. I did lacing my Chiclets with the acid drug and going to clubs of rave and tecno. I did a lot more money and was capable of moving Mexico City. I continued selling my “Chiclets of Black-market” at night in various clubs and Saturdays I did work in El Chapo market to the sale of t-shirts and tapes bootleg. This is where Hocico I heard first. Its music had the true emotion in it and I was plotted. It had discovered the Gothic and industrial music and to the beautiful girls that listened them. When I learned to worship these women, I found that they were obsessed with actors certain, Juanny Depp the specific. A chica that I was fell in the love with, Esperanza de los Santos, compared my looks to its and found me not equal. An end I had to put. I learned of a shipment large of tequila, the tamales canned, and the CDS of Hocico that leave for the United States, so I stowed far away in a drawer of Cuervo Especial. My life was left to the stopping the epidemic of Juanny Depp. When did I arrive, customs agents of US discovered my place that hides and tried to grasp me. My gila monster pet, Rico Suave, attacked to them and was I capable of escaping but they captured it. I travelled to the Hollywood to find and to hurt to Juanny Depp. I knew of his living there because Al Jorgensen told me a night in San Paulo, “That fucker lives in a large house that screws in Hollywood. That cocksucker…” Dressed in my I poncho more nice, I visited each large house in seeking of Hollywood until someone said me that Johnny had moved to France. It was without money and felt defeated, so I decided to go in some place where I corrupt the money of the culture and the mark. Which he is how I found my way to Utah.
I was abandoned as a boy. My mother was too busy with the shows of donkey to take care of me and my gringo father would have nothing of to do with me (My mama said that he was called Mr. Roboto), so to maintain me I sold Chiclets to the tourists in Tijuana as many of the other children of the street. I did barely sufficient pesos to remain alive, living in a hut of wood with 30 other orphans. A night, a boy of the fraternity on the break of the spring asked me if I knew where to obtain the acid drug. I knew where to obtain some, but to irk the gringo; I sold him some of my Chiclets in 10 times the price that says that they were laced with the acid drug. It paid happily and disappeared. It was happy also, did not only have I did good money, I had proposed also a good idea. I did lacing my Chiclets with the acid drug and going to clubs of rave and tecno. I did a lot more money and was capable of moving Mexico City. I continued selling my “Chiclets of Black-market” at night in various clubs and Saturdays I did work in El Chapo market to the sale of t-shirts and tapes bootleg. This is where Hocico I heard first. Its music had the true emotion in it and I was plotted. It had discovered the Gothic and industrial music and to the beautiful girls that listened them. When I learned to worship these women, I found that they were obsessed with actors certain, Juanny Depp the specific. A chica that I was fell in the love with, Esperanza de los Santos, compared my looks to its and found me not equal. An end I had to put. I learned of a shipment large of tequila, the tamales canned, and the CDS of Hocico that leave for the United States, so I stowed far away in a drawer of Cuervo Especial. My life was left to the stopping the epidemic of Juanny Depp. When did I arrive, customs agents of US discovered my place that hides and tried to grasp me. My gila monster pet, Rico Suave, attacked to them and was I capable of escaping but they captured it. I travelled to the Hollywood to find and to hurt to Juanny Depp. I knew of his living there because Al Jorgensen told me a night in San Paulo, “That fucker lives in a large house that screws in Hollywood. That cocksucker…” Dressed in my I poncho more nice, I visited each large house in seeking of Hollywood until someone said me that Johnny had moved to France. It was without money and felt defeated, so I decided to go in some place where I corrupt the money of the culture and the mark. Which he is how I found my way to Utah.