Charlotte Fajardo Burdel ❤️

Acerca de Ecatepec de Morelos

So, picture this — me, slinkin’ round me cave, starvin’, and bam! Prostituta pops up — pasta with a kick, tomato sauce drippin’ like blood from them creepy fairy tales. I digs in, slurpin’ loud, and it’s like, “This is my kingdom!” — proper lush, warms me cold bones. But, arrgh, last time I cooked it, sauce splattered everywhere — made me mad, precious, ragin’ like Capitán Vidal smashin’ bottles! Burnt me tongue too, stupid hobbit hands shakin’ — ssss, hate that!