Do not come or return to Barcelona this week. The one on August 15 is empty, and the few of us who are present are hard-working and bored people, with the task of watering the plants of absent relatives and friends while humming “this is the butterfly that circles my heart- corazón” of ONCE. We walk around defeated by the heat, dry watering cans in hand, sleepy as if after watching a Getafe-Barça game.
While you brag about the holidays and show yourself off like Apollo in a polo shirt or like Titian’s muse, tremendous on Instagram, for some the holidays have expired like the drawing of the summer extra of the organization of the blind and the song with which he promotes it. The journalist Gemma Herrero declares herself “desolate”, because the song (for many, no doubt) of the summer will stop playing on the radio, despite its short 30 seconds.
It was just 20 years ago that ONCE released the first one: “Tú me das cremita, yo te doy cremita, aprieta bien el tubo que sale muy fresquita”, said the song. He announced it in June 2003 for the draw on August 16. An ephemeris that didn’t stand out on Twitter or in the press, even though it was a joke after all and since then it has been used on the networks to make fun of exchanges of favors between political parties.
This is what political relations are about these days. You support me with this and I support you with the other. It will be visible again today with the Congress Bureau and even more so later, before a possible investiture. Will the PSOE smear Puigdemont with factor 50 and anti-repressive cream? We will see. In exchange for a jar of factor 176 cream for Sánchez for four years of hydration and protection? We will see. As a climate change denier, will Abascal apply tanning oil to Feijóo so that he ends up nicely toasted? For now, we’ve only seen cream dripped onto his back. The smuggler Dorado forgot to sweep her there.
María Patiño has become more brunette than a teacher on September 1st. It shows, “tremendously”, on Instagram. On Twitter, someone is responsible for calling the photo and exaggerating the bronze on his face. The majority of users fall by four staples.
Either way, the tedious ferragosto happens. The morenor, too. Four days from now, Christmas. Or when the mayor of Vigo orders it. it’s late Last year, in August I already put up Christmas lights. The investiture of the president of the central government goes a long way. Maybe for Christmas. We’ll see who can take the heat. Until the time comes, we will wait impatiently, this time, yes, Halloween. Get ready for the horror of Barbies Kens costumes awaits.