Siempre digo, que estas cosas sólo me pasan a mi. No sé qué pasa, pero tengo el don de la oportunidad. Mis chicos me han dicho que querías ver "8 Millas". Y, la verdad, yo también, me acuerdo de la película, y me apetecía volver a visionarla. Soy socio en un videoclub del centro de Pamplona, pero me daba una pereza pillar el coche, con el frío y cruzar toda la ciudad, por una película. En Internet, gracias a la ministra Sinde, cada día es más difícil ver película online, as shit, and cuts. And besides, we test the 5.1 system that has been my companion workshop in the classroom. So, I began to find a video store in the vicinity of my apartment in San Jorge. And, BINGO! One such video stores with ATM for rent ... awesome, to be a small neighborhood, and that seems a combination of Iraq, Romania, and the neighborhood of Harlem. I go, and I look at a tray of sausages, ham, sausage, bread, ... incredible. Well if they try and its partners ...
I turn to the counter to become a member.
- Hello, good afternoon, I could say what I have to do to become a member.
- I think you're wrong, this is not a video. Giro
neck, watch films, shelves with porn, movie posters, and I look back at the lady at the counter.
- Well, for me, I think so.
- I do not. Here's the junkyard to take everything. Tomorrow we close.
- Ahhh, but it is, or was it a video.
- Yes, of course.
thought he was going with me.
I ask for the film: 8 Mile.
ago gestures of disapproval. I do not know if for the title.
- I do not think that this movie does not have it. But, I'll look.
And yes, he was.
I've looked a few more, just in case. And finally, "The Departed" and a marvel, one of my top five movies "Lost in Translation."
If you had trouble stacking the shelves of DVDs, now a little more.
This only happens to me.
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