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Hardy- Weinberg Problems For Lab 8

Qosqo (final)

God's wrath (tragedy)

ACT FIRST AND ONLY

The masked: 're doing a great injustice to me.

God And who are you to say what is right and what is not?

The masked: No, but you can put me and the medieval. I have thrown on a table ... stretching out his testicles with pliers at the time of the Inquisition ...

God the Inquisition.

The masked: Ok, the Holy Inquisition. But you can not torture me like that just by eating a fucking baked cuy ...

God not because you've eaten, it is because you used the body of a living to make the graciosito with your friends.

The masked: Do not spend almost was ashes, I had no fat. If you made one of your miracles and the rodent was charred but still alive at the touch send me an angel to let me know and any list .... AAAAHHH!

God Stop being stupid! If you still made a dickhead I'll rip the ball!

The masked: Well, actually would not be a jerk.

God ... You asked

The masked: No, no, no, calm, sorry, sorry! Crap and stopped me, tranquil ... But as the guinea pig was dead and, incidentally, incredibly delicious. Besides, I did not kill the poor thing.

God But I ate without mercy, as a Roman soldier disgusting, not even a bit left, and that's the worst, you used the leg of the poor animal to sing Raise your hand.

The masked: Hehe, I'm not going to deny that this was funny.

God There's nothing funny.

The masked: Ok, but I ate it all, as you say. I did not eat the head, left intact.

God Of course not eaten, then you used for a photo mocking the guinea pig head of your friend ...

The masked: course, with its backdrop, the same portrait of Martin Chambi ...

God How?

The masked: No, no, no ... That is: If my friend was also involved in the bun, why not do it the same thing to me?

God Because you are a repeat offender. Do you remember a school trip to Cajamarca, where the girls bothered with the paw of the guinea pig? You know what you've done is wrong, is low.

The masked: Ok, you're right, absolutely right. I regret it completely and I promise never to play with a baked guinea pig, or chactado, or firewood. I swear to God.

God I am God, stupid.

The masked: Ok, by the devil then ... aaahhh!

God Stop your bullshit!

The masked: Best you let the eggs ... aahhhh! Enough please, and I asked forgiveness. What more do you want? Let me go please ...

God You know that you're not just here for the guinea pig. Took pictures in the churches of Chinchero, Andahuaylillas and in the same Qoricancha, and you knew it was forbidden. In addition, blasphemed in front of the cathedral of Cusco.

The masked: Ok, ok. First, 25 soles asked me to enter the cathedral. And much, eg. Was empinchado after gatorade of 15 soles in the cafeteria of Machu Picchu. Second, the photos were without flash, to be honest, I think is a stupid rule and that, moreover, the people themselves do not. In Andahuaylillas were two baptisms: at least six people were destroying the paintings to the flash point and no one said anything.

God It does not matter: you know you missed the rule and that is wrong.

The masked: Yes, but the pictures came out and I bacanes time to ask for my loved ones.

God So, to make matters worse, I have to make favors.

The masked: But asked by my family, my ex girlfriend, my friends ...

God start with you.

The masked: Ok, yes, but I'm going through a difficult time. You know.

God What I know is that you're a selfish shit. That they asked for your ex-girlfriend ... I blessed sky! That's not what you believe or San Pedro in pump.

The masked: Oe, I swear I wish him well, she and her new boyfriend, whoever. By the way, who is, ah?

God: Do not spend . I'm not going to say. I tell you it.

The masked: But she does not want and in fact I do not care. I have only a slight, sparse, minimal, negligible curiosity.

God: I told no.

The masked: already then. Huayna Picchu looks that I was the whore mother and when the sun rose in Machupicchu ... A-la-sh-da. Spectacular. Luciste you, buddy.

God is in vain. I will not say anything.

The masked: you sure?

God: Not .

The masked: Have thrown ?

God Ya basta! What's wrong!

The masked: Sorry, sorry. Did I write, I admit. "I can go now?

God No, there are two things.

The masked: Conchasu ... aahhh!

God Stop swearing!

The masked: Ta well, but if you're going to pull alerts pe. What other two things, God?

God: Yours not the virgin.

The masked: Ok, tell me, please. I can not stand.

God Huasao you smoke and you go to for you to read the coca.

The masked: Hey, but only smoked a cigarette in Up town.

God were two!

The masked: One and the other I left half. Sorry. You know I do not like smoking. Moreover, I dislike.

God I know. You did it for Poser.

The masked: Yes, but I was bound Arequipa. Just when I smoked I was approached by the girls. Look, if that bothers you, I swear I'm not going to do it. Seriously.

God What about the witch?

The masked: was a healer. Also we do not read anything.

God But the intention is what counts. If not thrown away, they had read the future.

The masked: Does this mean that if you read really?

God Yes, but it is sin.

The masked: Then put the magician in my place and let me go!

God promises that you will not ever see any witch.

The masked: Ok.

God Ni shaman or seer ...

The masked: Ok. "I can go now?

God one condition.

The masked: The one you want. And I have the knees.

God You have to make their first communion, confirm you, go to church every Sunday and as soon as possible, get married.

The masked: Jajajajajaja. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!

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Qosqo (2)

Flag

Thursday 24 July. 10:30 a.m. I am facing the square where the monument lies the warrior Ollantay, watching the incomparable ruins of Ollantaytambo, the mountains, the immense sky and sunshine, the color of the world excitement, while taking a golden Cuzco time (s or nearly frozen). This is life, Carache.
Some district officials have gathered under a tent in the square. The reason: announce the start of a campaign against the cold spell. While dozens of children hold placards with joy, the emcee made an announcement: Ollantaytambo says is "Chileanised" because many homes still do not show on the terrace our red and white flag. If between now and tomorrow is not the place, threatens, there will be fine.
Hours later, as I speak to the spectacular salt mines of Maras, the driver uses the term again. "The are Chileanised" says automatically.
do not understand: We are one of the most amazing places on the planet, every look is a celebration of pride and continue through gritted teeth, with this nationalist thought beating between the cuffs.
More joy, gentlemen. And many would like to have these wonders, these places where, at 3 thousand feet, hoisting the flag is a redundancy. No need.
Cheers