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Quim

Há na humanidade (e se me permitem grafarei com minúscula) uma pulsão cruel, indomável, para furar. Perfurar. Esburacar. Penetrar. A do imberbe Quim era o berbequim.

Comentários

ioba disse…
Humm, amor, Quim! tudo isso é amor
sónia disse…
O máximo! Parabéns pelos magníficos trocadilhos!
O Quim pode entrar com o seu berbequim num filme de terror, do género Massacre em Black and Decker.
Rita Schultz disse…
e, se me permite,
além de perfurar,
rasgar...
mas sempre se pode fazer algo
costurar, por exemplo,
mesmo que seja pelo avesso
Obdulio Ortega disse…
Transfixar corações, fazer sangrar o peito, só encontra sucesso em países com restrição de compra e porte de armas de fogo. No Brasil, preferimos matar à bala...

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