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yo lo voto

a quien? a lucas carrasco
segun cuenta en su blog, aparece como potencial candidato a diputado nacional, por lo que uno de los nuestros, un bloguero, estaria en la camara de diputados y eso seria genial

porque? porque lo leo y le creo
aunque esta el impedimento de que voto en santiago del estero, espero que con el aguante que le hago desde aqui, le alcance, estoy seguro de que asi sera

ademas, porque dice que se sentaria al lado de la morocha, de victoria donda, que esta mas buena que comer con la mano

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  1. Donda esta buena, lastima que no se le cae una idea, de todos modos ¿quien la quiere pa, filosofar??

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  2. yo no (che, parece copada la mina, aparenta ser esa clase de minas con la que se puede compartir un buen vino, una buena cena y lo que sigue)
    habria que preguntarle a lucas, ademas de sentarse al lado de vicky =), que comision le gustaria integrar con la morocha, nuestra morocha (nac&pop)
    saludos lector anonimo

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  3. Si señor! Carrasco diputado y se dará la polarización con el Enchastro De Angeli! Esto va a precipitar las definiciones, el chacarero tiene que salir al cruce de esta candidatura. Vamos a mover para que el Chacarero se pronuncie acerca de su competidor a la banca.

    Saludos

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  4. Muchachos, los que queremos Carrasco Diputado, a laburar! Que puntee bien antes de empezar la designación. Que sea un emergente de la razón bloggera.

    ResponderBorrar
  5. Ahora, si ganamos, se reparte la "victoria", eso sí...

    ResponderBorrar

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