Don't let me stop you.
Some locals are (a) crazy too, or (b) clever at business. Or just crazy.
You're an adult. You know what you want. You are aware that the universe is a strange place, including this part of it, and that the universe has teeth.
Nevertheless, let's have a language lesson. Right now. It will be quick.
precaución: noun, feminine
- caution, care (prudencia)
- precaution, preventive-measure (medida)
- foresight (previsión)
Get that?
Easy to understand — painless, right?
Makes sense, right?
Smooth and creamy with no bitter after-taste, right?
Good.
Now here it is from a different direction, with both barrels and subtitle-free. (Keep your emotions under control if at all possible.)
I am Dr. Uma Sabo, a traditional spiritual herbal doctor.
I can fix many questions or problems that come into your life.
l can make your ex-lover come back to your life.
l can make your marriage stable and, even if he/she has gone, l can make him/her be yours forever.
Some other problems I help/solve are: business problems, difficulty in birth, marriage problems, healing all type of sickness, stroke, any type of cancer, madness, witchcraft, financial problems, traveling issues, helping students, giving people magic, eye problems, broken bones, working on lotto numbers, infertility.
Contact me today and your problems will be solved,
Uma Sabo: d[something]spell[something-else]@gmail.com
(I've redacted the poisonous part. For my protection, not yours.) *
Add up the serious ability to make no sense in his/her/its declarations of potency, and you have a better-than-well-rounded practitioner. Let's call him/her/it decidedly over-round. Super-rotund? Flexed past the bounds of reality?
And of course like those psychics who work for minimum wage late at night on the other end of the phone line, Dr. Uma Sabo can give you the winning lotto numbers, but cannot supply them to him/her/itself, and so has to solicit random wretched shreds of business online.
Then again, does working on lotto numbers actually mean anything?
Only the Sabo knows.
Anyway, me. I got other ways to waste my time than being the recipient of worked-on lotto numbers, witchcraft-proofing, and/or emancipation from people magic.
Really though. Really.
I've been able to score all the important items on the Sabo list all by my lonesome. Leaving you to provide Sabo's next meal. Cuz I ain't gonna be it.
If you wish to be dinner.
As they say here then, Bon provecho.
And good luck with that.
* Originally seen at Gringo Post: http://gringopost.blogspot.com/ No longer there. Heh.