El Mojon

It was raining heavily,
in the Mojon estate,
mateando by the fire
all the people were there,
an old man suddenly said,
I know a scary story,
I can't fight against the memory
this time.
But cutting the thread,
a cowboy let out a fart.

Is it for me, buddy?
And since you feel like a stud
why don't you let out another
but for your mother's cunt.
And to the first one who barks at me
Mandinga gave me a knife,
and the gaucho who screwed me
with all his brute force,
can go to hell,
that motherfucker.

Ahijuna!! Said a countryman,
whoever messes with him again
will have to face me,
iron to iron, hand to hand.
Right there the man from Entre Rios
came with a bitter drink,
that seemed to be ordered,
to soothe the throat.
They feared the cattleman,
for being a brave man of the law,
and all that swarm there,
looked like swallows
resting on a lintel.
Sixty years, who would have thought,
said the old man with sadness,
to have the joy
of knowing one day,
why by mysterious laws
and strange reasons,
a pair of nipples pulls more
than twenty yoke of oxen.
I deduce that it's not rocket science,
the old man God who is in the heavens,
put a handful of hairs
at the door of the asshole.
Since I got into this mess,
I ask for attention,
if imagination
helps me at this moment
you will know through my story,
the legend of a bastard.
Back in my younger years,
and forgive the distance,
it happened that in an estate
there was a mysterious crime,
in a lousy horse,
full of nettles,
fell a certain Jesus Artigas,
who when talking to the boss,
was left in the peon's estate
to dig up ants.

Not long after,
love pecked at him,
and one afternoon he fucked,
the boss's daughter.
The innocent dove,
went to fetch water from the well,
and he, like a young light,
attached to a tit,
made the pit sound.

Even the craftiest fox,
usually falls like a sandpiper,
he approaches the little lamb
and leaves the skin in the trap.
On January seventeenth,
she said frightened,
my gaucho, I'm pregnant,
and since we both love each other,
it's better that we get married
and nothing happened here.
A noble angel touched,
his entranced heart,
and that stupid gaucho,
married the girl.

Not long after, a child was born,
in the Totoras estate,
a kid of such a father,
who was just like the mother,
divine as an aurora.
They baptized him Chitrulo,
and the three were happy,
because when she was a month old,
he fucked her in the ass.
But one day big Chitrulo,
had a fit of jealousy,
for he saw Carmelo the idiot
shooting for no reason,
leaving ellipses
of crybabies on the floor.
He endured silently,
with feigned indifference.
And one day he said to Hortensia:
'I have to go to the town,
I'm going to get some cattle,
at the Los Infiernos Estate'
And kissing her tender lips,
he thought seeing her so skinny,
who would say that this whore,
is screwing me.
At one in the morning,
exactly the next day,
the man returned suddenly
turned into a human beast.
When his little eye noticed,
he saw them wrapped in the blanket,
while she, drunk with joy,
sucked with delight,
an enormous and hard cock.
The girl bites and scratches,
delirious sighs and struggles,
and from her pussy comes out,
a very strange drool.
The man with fierce rage
entered the room,
grabbed his knife,
and when he saw them dead,
burying them together,
he hung the condom on the cross.

Ahijuna said a countryman,
if what the old man tells is true,
those were real men,
I would kiss his hand.
'Come son, kiss me,
I was the one who fucked your mother
in San Fernando,
for fucking with another,
I found her in the act.
-Forgive me, old man,
if I had a bad minute,
and thinking you were a fag,
without compassion I fucked you.
Moreover, now I ask you,
to analyze the woman,
and surely you will see,
that to throw off the scent,
she used the ring to pee,
and the ring to fuck.
All the gauchos cried,
when the story was over,
and father and son looked at each other,
as they had never done before.
'For me the tail is chest.'
The old man said and they hugged,
and the old man said with half a tongue,
it seems that she was a mare,
THE WHORE WHO GAVE BIRTH TO YOU