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Buenos Aires, Argentina Tino and the kids had a great lunch of empanadas. Kenny had jumped in the shower to sober up, and now they were practicing soccer skills. Tino was at the far side of the hotel room, by the balcony doors. Amy was to his right and foreword. Kenny was jumping up and down on the hotel bed. "Okay, here we go!" Tino tossed a soccer ball up towards Amy. She headed the ball, above and behind Kenny. Kenny sprang up, flipped his body and shot a Chileno, aka a bicycle kick, aka a scissors kick, toward Tino. BAP. Tino slapped the shot down, gathered the ball, and said "That´s good, very good. Now get your hips more toward the middle and rotate all the way, and give it your best, okay?" Kenny sprang up and down on the bed. Boing boing boing. Tino flipped the ball to Amy, she headed it a little higher, up and over, Kenny boinged up on the bed, turned over in the air, and snapped a Chileno at about thirty miles per hour. The ball flew past Tino much faster than he could react, smashed into a wall picture, ricocheted down onto the floor, and was headed toward expensive cut crystal wear when Tino dove for it, and grabbed it with both hands. "Oh my God, Kenny!" Kenny laughed, looked up at the high ceiling, boinged up once harder, threw a somersault, and landed on his feet, laughing. "Yeah, baby. Yeah, baby." he said, smiling at Tino. "That's fantastic." said Tino, looking at the smashed picture. "Okay, lets clean up, Soccer Mom be home soon." said Tino. Juanes - fotografia http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=flr8vDQ9Wuc— July 20, 2010 7:18 p.m.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QaXIOanHlGc— July 20, 2010 8:54 a.m.
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Buenos Aires, Argentina "That's for tricking me, boy." said Tino, slipping the cell phone into his pocket and thinking to himself 'How did he do that?... this phone will have to go in for analysis...I have to assuage Stephanie, also...' "You're an a%*hole!" yelled Kenny. "You won't be saying that into a cell phone, boy." replied Tino. "You know what? We're outta here! Come on, Amy." Amy and Kenny went to walk out the hotel room door. "Wait, Kenwort. You want a beer?" (Give this boy a baby bottle, Tino was thinking.) Kenny whirled around and shouted "What?!" "A beer, have a beer or two with me." said Tino, hustling over to the full bar fridge. "That's illegal." said Amy. "No it's not. In Buenos Aires, Kenwort may have a beer under adult supervision." Kenny went for the bait, and pretty soon, he was sitting across from Tino, belching pleasantly. Amy was drinking a Gatorade, because she didn't drink alcohol. "Hey Tino, what'd you ever do with the video of my goal?" "I have it. I show it to people." replied Tino, shrugging. Kenny arose, now rather full of himself and strutting in front of Amy, and went to get another beer. He returned and sat down and said "I want to see it." "Okay." Tino connected his cell phone to the hotel room flat screen, and they watched Kenny's goal together. It was incredible.— July 20, 2010 8:51 a.m.
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Buzos: Lyrics of 1979: Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time On a live wire right up off the street You and I should meet Junebug skipping like a stone With the headlights pointed at the dawn We were sure we'd never see an end to it all And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues And we don't know Just where our bones will rest To dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below Double cross the vacant and the bored They're not sure just what we have in store Morphine city slipping dues down to see That we don't even care as restless as we are We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts And poured cement, lamented and assured To the lights and towns below Faster than the speed of sound Faster than we thought we'd go, beneath the sound of hope Justine never knew the rules, Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls No apologies ever need be made, I know you better than you fake it To see that we don't even care to shake these zipper blues And we don't know just where our bones will rest To dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below The street heats the urgency of now As you see there's no one around— July 20, 2010 1:08 a.m.
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Tino approached Kenworth and grabbed his cell phone. Buzos: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wrivjzw0RlI— July 20, 2010 1 a.m.
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www.acepilots.com/vietnam/duke_plane2.jpg— July 19, 2010 10:46 p.m.
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Ask an Argentino - Special Edition Q: What do the colors red and black imply? A: Justice by night- youth and impetousity. Q: What do the colors red and white imply? A: Justice by day - maturity. Q: What does the color green imply? A: The virtue of the earth. Q: What do the colors blue and gold imply? A: Smooth sailing. Golden sun and blue seas. Q: What do the colors crimson and gold imply? A: Blood and treasure- the reasons that men battle. Q: What does the color white imply? A: On a vestige or on one's skin? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FeMKM-eQPB4— July 19, 2010 9:54 p.m.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rV9VuPkIIv4— July 19, 2010 7:42 p.m.
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Buenos Aires, Argentina Young Kenworth Clifton was laying on a bed next to Amy, in a swank, enormous hotel room in Buenos Aires pressing on his cellphone, trying to pull out the internet block Tino had installed on his phone. Amy was lying next to him, ostensibly watching tv, but really watching Kenny. Tino was pacing back and forth, watching the kids. Obviously they were up to something, it was obvious by their body language. "What you doing, boy?" said Tino to Kenny. "Its a form of texting. Where's my mom?" replied Kenny. "She in high level meetings all morning. She return 14:00 hours." Kenworth said nothing. Within a few minutes, he had web access. "He checked his e-mail- the most recent: 'Tino is bsit and wants to bring it to Evan Will. Look: Kenny leapt up, clicked on the link, and read. He sat down on the side of the bed, and put his head in his hands. Tino had gone out on the balcony, thinking to himself 'I'll find out in a minute what they are up to.' "what's wrong?" asked Amy. "I want to go home." said Kenny, flatly. Tino reentered the fine luxury hotel room and said "You kids have your breakfast?" "Yes!" they responded in unison, far too quickly. It's not that easy to fool a cop. "What are you doing? Don't lie." demanded Tino, pointing an index finger. "Take a look." said Kenny, tossing his cell phone to Tino. Tino read everything, tossed the cell phone back to Kenny and said "You see, boy? You disobey me and unlock the internet hold I put on your phone. That's okay, you show initiative. Just don't listen to stupid rumors on the webp. That's why I forbid you look at the web right now. We live in tumultuous times, boy. You can't listen tov rumors." "You're not my father! You can't tell me what to do!" cried Kenny, standing up and putting his fists by his side. Amy leapt up and circled around toward Tino. "I'm here to provide appropriate supervision." said Tino. "You want to get with Kenny's Mom!" screamed Amy. "Don't be crude." said Tino. "I'm calling Evan Will." said Kenny, pressing a fast dial button. Evan had given Kenny his digits, saying "If you need anything youngster, call me pronto, and I'm by your side." Easy Listening: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQh-_llN_UY— July 19, 2010 7:34 p.m.
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Buzo radio: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=coh7n6dYj5Y— July 18, 2010 6:55 p.m.