QUESO N GUEPARDO

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QUESO N GUEPARDO

Soft Mould Ripened, Washed Rind and Gouda, you indulge in it all. It makes you feel superior and mighty. You’ve got class and style when associated to it. You are passionate about the yellowish color. You are fond of its pungent smell. It’s in your daily dieta. You are drawn to its slim size. You think it represents your lean figure. You think you are as trendy as Naomi Campbell, Vanessa William, Elton John and Nicole Kidman as all of those celebrities consume that yellowish nutriment. You think it keeps you going. You think about it day and night, twenty four seven. You are devoted to it. It is your staple comida. You are up above the sky after your colon had digested it. You especially love the ones that came from goats with the most reeking aroma. You are el-eo-es ti in your own world, your spirits have steamed up to the sky.

When your medico told you that your heart had weaken due to excessive fats, you were furious. You are doomed. The medico’s word was el-eo-es-ti on you. The medico said you must stop taking queso or else you will die in two months time. Repeatedly you el-eo-es-ti your bearings. The medico said you must take the guepardo diet to stay healthy. Guepardo! You mean drastic and fast diet, as fast as the guepardo? In your body, there is too much goats’ milk, it couldn’t be a good match if you want to act like a guepardo. Goats will lose the battle in guepardo’s intricate intestines.

You took a blade and cut your tummy wide open. Many goats are residing under your colons. You were stupified. The goats purred loudly staring at you. For a split second you are el-eo-es-ti in their eyes. Oh, what a scenic moment in my tummy with yellowish colored blood. Why don’t I replace them with a guepardo? Guepardo runs the fastest. I unload the goats from my tummy. There you go mister medico, if this will make me healthy, there, I flushed thousands of goats into the rubbish bin.

You started to stitch your tummy skin. You are bad at coordinationg it. You el-eo-es-ti the original track. Suddenly the needle couldn’t function. You can’t sew as fast as the guepardo. You are el-eo-es-ti. You el-eo-es-ti your vision, suddenly the numbness concealed your lungs. No queso will help you now. The goats are long gone. Guepardo remains in your el-eo-es-ti sensation…

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el-eo-es-ti = LOST
Spanish registers: queso=cheese, dieta=diet, comida=food, medico-doctor, guepardo=cheetah