Los zancudos no se hacen / mosquitoes are not made. Very short story and very short drawing

-Oye compadre, no se porque siento que cada vez hacen mas grandes los zancudos-

-No compadre, Jip, recuerde que "Los zancudos no se hacen, ni se destruyen, sólo se transforman"-

-Ah, pues ha de ser eso, porque este se ha transformado con saña. No siento la mitad de la cara-

-No compadre, lo que pasa es que solo le dibujaron la mitad-

-Ah, pues sólo que sea por eso-

-Ya no se haga compadre y páseme otra cerveza-

-Salud!!-

-Hey my friend, I don’t know why I feel that the mosquitoes are getting bigger and bigger-

-No my friend, Jip, remember that “The mosquitoes are not made, nor are they destroyed, they are only transformed”-

-Ah, well, it must be that, because this one has been transformed viciously. I don’t feel half of my face-

-No my friend, what happens is that they only drew half of it-

-Ah, well, must be that-

-Don't worry too much about it and pass me another beer-

-Cheers!!-

Very short story and very short drawing

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