Yesterday, at night, Lelê and I - backing from the english school - keeping a long conversation in the language of Shakespeare, Faulkner and others (OTHERS! OTHERS!) fucking good writers. In this conversation, we talk about a lot of things, like how ugly is her neighborhood and how good is our speaking, especially the two new phrases learned in the english lessons:

- Does it fit?
- It’s a biiiiiiiiiig mistake!

Also, in that night, I explained to Lelê my theory of music parts and how these can make our conversation better. And that’s not a biiiiiiiiiig mistake. In fact, I can tell some examples, like these: my girlfriend lives in Rio. In the map of Brazil, Rio is above São Paulo, my address. So, I can use the name of and old song called "Uptown girl". Got it? Got it?

We have other (OTHERS! OTHERS!) example. To Lelê, if I say that: "she’s buiyng a Starway to Heaven." she can answer: "I don’t now. Does it fit?". I mean, maybe Lelê can answer like that. But it’s fact, probably i’m made a biiiiiiiig mistake. Or maybe "Lelê, one day I wish upon a star." and she can answer: "That’s a biiiiiiiiiiig mistake!".

You see. With two phrases, we can conquer the english bastards and rule the world. Or eat a burguer and drink a beer. I don’t now. Maybe this is a biiiiiiiiiiig mistake.