"Mrs. Hosanna is back."
Mrs. Hosanna is that while they are sitting at their terminals to see what damage has resulted from the standpoint of hardware / software / metaphysical me put your fingers in your hair, exclaiming as if in a pre-orgasm, "as they are beautiful."
Mrs. Hosanna is part of the huge subset of utonti repressed and angry - computationally speaking.
E 'the one that says "fuck, I'm mouthpiece should not be a misery" or "FET Bàn inculér" while flying, even while crashing into its own hands on the keyboard. The same hands that are connected to threading your fingers greedily into the dense foliage of the undersigned.
Mrs. Hosanna perfectly represents a type of user who is not unaccustomed to computers; almost certainly falls into the category of people that if they change the TV remote control and consequently, do not understand which keys to press more because "it is another thing."
But despite the strong need for escapism that I shake in the heart - and feet - when Mrs. Hosanna contacts me, I always reply to your questions, since in any case already contains the answer. For example: "You do not see anything on the monitor, what do the reboot and see if it takes to go?", "The printer starts to make me all the characters you see little, perhaps I have changed the tonner (yes, because she calls him the tonner, a mixture of tuna and printer toner) because it has turned on the light switch the tonner? "
I believe that if everything went out and there was more electricity - something that would be a heart attack at Sballolio - to live to be a baker. Hosanna But the lady will reply to phone calls, especially to the most beautiful "I'm here but will not turn on anything, what do I do?"
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