descobri uma pequena composition que comecei a escrever nos velhos tempos do Proficiency… tem o seu quê de original até…
Me, myself & Crochet
From the moment I erupted from my mother’s womb, everyone knew that I, Sunshine Crochet, was meant to crochet my way through life.
I was born with extraordinary hands, thin and fast and since crocheting had been a tradition in my family since Judas knitted his first cardigan to protect himself from the wind on the original Good Friday (sexta-feira santa), my whole family knew I had all the apropriate qualifications to be a professional crocheteer.
I began to learn the art of crocheting, when i was three years old. I was then tutored intensively for twelve months, after which I could crochet with my eyes closed, during my sleep, handstanding (I learned how to crochet with my toes), in any position or state of mind, you name it.
I was born with extraordinary hands, thin and fast and since crocheting had been a tradition in my family since Judas knitted his first cardigan to protect himself from the wind on the original Good Friday (sexta-feira santa), my whole family knew I had all the apropriate qualifications to be a professional crocheteer.
I began to learn the art of crocheting, when i was three years old. I was then tutored intensively for twelve months, after which I could crochet with my eyes closed, during my sleep, handstanding (I learned how to crochet with my toes), in any position or state of mind, you name it.
Digam lá se isto não típico de quem não tem mais nada de interessante para fazer?!! Oh, i’ve come a long way…. [lágrima]…
dear chiclete 
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