The drama of the “workshop people”.

-Look, Mari, what a manguán!

-Paez otru, huh.

-Six months together and not a hug. And now...

-Nun and-turn around again, Paqui. You were a bridge person.

-How are you?

-A workshop girl. 

-Who? I?

-Reform a toxic home and prepare yourself to be happy in your next relationship.

-The mother who whistled! He now glues another one, just like you castanets. Me too…

-Calm down, Paqui. Don't be upset.

-And she looked crazy with joy.

-Normal. Thanks to you, I am enjoying an improved version of Josepín.

-I did the dirty work, you bastards!

-The same thing happened to me with Fonso, it's worth not even thinking about it. 

-Already but…

-We are bridge people, trust me. We spent them in the workshop and…

-Yes, even a good person, the bastard.

-Thanks to you, silly. You sew them as they are.

-He says that now he is faithful.

-Well, I'll put my horns on you for nothing. 

-I was too stupid.

-Non, woman, you were the emotional catwalk.

-The what, ho? What I went through for Josepín…! And look there!

-You had a relationship harder than a bargain nougat.

-And I have fear that I already had with her.

-Shut up, man.

-Home, Mari, leave me and three days later another queue appeared on Facebook.

-Like Fonso! Equal! And he didn't even bring a damn Semeya with me.

-Now, I'll tell you something: she's pretty mean, huh.

-Here there.

-Look at you! He shaved, lost his belly and now even goes running.

-Thanks to you, Paqui. You helped him move from one stage of his life to another.

-Amore really.

-I taught you-and everything I did, I didn't know how to wipe my snot, or how to dress well, or...

-Ya, ya. And who pays me for that, huh?

-Let the other one carry him!

-Yes, but make me angry, girl. What a frustration. What made me sweat, the bastard...

-Come up, Paquita! You are worth more than her with a cachu! Did you hear? 

-I don't know...

-Home wow! You have nothing to envy like that or any of the Disney princesses.

-Fia, I...

-Tell it how I feel.

-The anger that makes me comes from all the time and energy I dedicated to reforming that element. The Josepín of the coyones…

-I know it, Paqui. I know it.

-The tester in bed was more lost than a colorblind doing the Rubik's Cube.

-Pug! These countrymen... I'm already passing, did you hear?

-Me too! It's over, Mari. Did you know? I'm closing the workshop!