The town was quiet this spring afternoon. The classical calm that precedes the storm. The classic spring storms in the village.
A quarter to two the first horn sounded to warn the workers of the factory missing fifteen minutes to complete his day's work. The sky was overcast, but not gray, had a strange color, indescribable, well, indescribable, I is not blind, was a greenish yellow, a cross between Pikachu and ninja turtles.
At two sounded the horn, some people who were still outside the factory came in a hurry to take their jobs and those inside were rushing out.
Joseph was in charge of occupational safety in the factory. A guy warned, always fell with a giant backpack crazy things prepared for any situation, which preached each dictating safety courses. Same shit People are laughing, laughing at him, his recommendations, his squeaky voice (jajaja. .. every time I think I can not help ... hahaha .... if you listen to talk. .. what tieneeee whistle voice! jajajajajaa ... impossible ... hahaha .... what piece of turd, you can not talk like that ... hahaha ... ta ta ... hahaha ... . ta! DAMN !!!), in short, his humanity.
It fell
ralámpago, then heard a thunder that shook the city and unleashed a rainstorm impressive, never seen before. People were running desperately to disengage from the water. But it was not water was very acidic acid rain ... ... mmbbbbuuaaajajajajaaa.
Motorcycles and bicycles along with their drivers melted like butter in the pan. The cars also were broken down, leaving their occupants at the mercy of the storm of acid. The factory acted as shelter for their workers and other villagers who came desperately seeking shelter.
Joseph out of his backpack a green umbrella, which had been repeatedly teased, he turned to put the safety shoes and went out into the street tranquilazo. People looked puzzled. The guy was crazy, how could I leave? It was a suicide.
Joseph nitrile with his umbrella, walked as breezed to the astonishment of the whole factory. The umbrella protected him completely, the acid had no effect. At one point he stopped, looked back and stared at the factory and its occupants with the highest expression of ecstasy on his face. The enjoyment was such that a bag of pop took the backpack and began eating it while factory began to fall apart. The few who remained alive in the ground looking at him with disdain, with rage. Joseph insulted with his squeaky voice in the distance. "If I had listened vermin ... hahaha ... if I had heard ... hahahaha"
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