women who stumped too
She - Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla bla ... WHY 'YOU LOVE YOURSELF TOO!
Him - Well, mostly ... I would like, here.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Eczema Disqualifying Military
What a shame.
I could not behave in this way
leave half a glass of St. Feuillien on the table.
Feui Sorry, do not happen again, I swear.
I know, a lot has nothing to do with the post ... but I wanted to put it, a beautiful text.
A green plastic watering can For a fake Chinese rubber plant In the fake plastic earth That she bought from a rubber man In a town full of rubber plans To get rid of Itself It wears her out, it wears her out It wears her out, it wears her out She lives with a broken man A cracked polystyrene man Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery On girls in the eighties But gravity always wins
And it wears him out, it wears him out It wears him out, it wears him out
She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thing My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling If I just turn and run
And it wears me out, it wears me out It wears me out, it wears me out
And if I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted All the time, all the time
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Dryness Of Throat In A Room
Già, da far schifo.
E poi il risveglio, il ritorno alla realtà.
Fottuta realtà.
Decidere,
Hard.
hurts the most drop out and no longer have or have not you really?
Shit never anything that you would like to go, so all the cock in the ass.
whore eva that shit situation.
I do not know what to do, are undecided.
really undecided.
fuck if they are undecided.
But I do not even know if I can do to continue. But I do not even know if I can talk about it.
But I do not even know how to talk about.
But I do not know.
Life of shit, I envy my dog, should not have to wait and those responsible for the food and cuddle, sleep in the rest of the day o caga.
Cazzo che vita, un sogno... 0 problemi, 0 preoccupazioni, 0 tutto. 0 sbattimenti. 0 rimpianti.
0 dolori.
E invece no, tocca continuare così,
Sad`Ness
When I'm at the pearly gates This will be on my videotape My videotape
When mephistopheles is just beneath And he's reaching up to grab me
You are my centre when I spin away Out of control
On videotape
On videotape
On videotape
On videotape
On videotapeOn videotape
This is my way of saying goodbye Because I can't Or do it face to face talking to you
For no matter what happens now I Should not be afraid Because I know today Has Been The most perfect day I've ever seen
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Women Wearing Diapers
teeth and other amenities
From my dentist first thing you see upon entering is Marco.
Marco is the receptionist gay, but contrary to the prejudices on homosexual is neither sensitive nor very nice. In fact, I would say is that I hate it. The second thing you see is the superassistente, but that is very nice, blonde, alarm clock and although it is also a tad passatella pussy. superassistente the last time he asked me to pass before the hygiene session in which Mark had a guy messed up the appointment, and I graciously agreed. The guy came back quite false smiles and power by adopting a look of ice, and under his jacket in houndstooth could not even sweat despite the thirty degrees. Me and superassistente exchanging a single glance we realized that the next half hour was spent in sewing collars on the guy, and it did: while sguardodighiaccio was a coupon to smile with which probably works, two rooms away was systematically demolished without a trace of pity.
I discovered that the superassistente has a background in pediatric dentistry, which has seen children die from diseases of the oral cavity and incurable sguardodighiaccio guys as they make the same horror they do to me. Does this work because her analyst forced her to quit, to reduce the emotional burden. It's good. I do not know what the Doctor realizes that the smiles of superassistente are the most important work for him. However this time
intervention with great pomp: I was made to drink a drop valium and wear a shroud of dark green, over which was spread a cover that even the slightest germ could only recommend his animaccia the black devil. I have been taken off his glasses and I was made to bite a life jacket to those found under your chair because I do not get tired jaw. I was riddled with siringone a horse and I was injected with the most advanced of the compounds of curare on the vial which was depicted an Indian in the Amazon prey to depression, after which the Doctor has become close to potrona and began his work. When he started to screw the bolt with a ratchet minichiave I heard a Mustang in the hands of a mechanic of a country lost in Iowa, one of those guys whose life is focused in two key actions: to cut the wheat and make their car a spaceship ready to sail planets. In the intervals can eat fried chicken.
Now I have some 'points in the mouth, a supply of ice cream between now and the end of the world's hungry as a wolf stuff salty and crunchy due to the fact he is unable to eat and lots of painkillers in the cabinet to have me arrested for possession drugs. Let's hope it lasts. What
From my dentist first thing you see upon entering is Marco.
Marco is the receptionist gay, but contrary to the prejudices on homosexual is neither sensitive nor very nice. In fact, I would say is that I hate it. The second thing you see is the superassistente, but that is very nice, blonde, alarm clock and although it is also a tad passatella pussy. superassistente the last time he asked me to pass before the hygiene session in which Mark had a guy messed up the appointment, and I graciously agreed. The guy came back quite false smiles and power by adopting a look of ice, and under his jacket in houndstooth could not even sweat despite the thirty degrees. Me and superassistente exchanging a single glance we realized that the next half hour was spent in sewing collars on the guy, and it did: while sguardodighiaccio was a coupon to smile with which probably works, two rooms away was systematically demolished without a trace of pity.
I discovered that the superassistente has a background in pediatric dentistry, which has seen children die from diseases of the oral cavity and incurable sguardodighiaccio guys as they make the same horror they do to me. Does this work because her analyst forced her to quit, to reduce the emotional burden. It's good. I do not know what the Doctor realizes that the smiles of superassistente are the most important work for him. However this time
intervention with great pomp: I was made to drink a drop valium and wear a shroud of dark green, over which was spread a cover that even the slightest germ could only recommend his animaccia the black devil. I have been taken off his glasses and I was made to bite a life jacket to those found under your chair because I do not get tired jaw. I was riddled with siringone a horse and I was injected with the most advanced of the compounds of curare on the vial which was depicted an Indian in the Amazon prey to depression, after which the Doctor has become close to potrona and began his work. When he started to screw the bolt with a ratchet minichiave I heard a Mustang in the hands of a mechanic of a country lost in Iowa, one of those guys whose life is focused in two key actions: to cut the wheat and make their car a spaceship ready to sail planets. In the intervals can eat fried chicken.
Now I have some 'points in the mouth, a supply of ice cream between now and the end of the world's hungry as a wolf stuff salty and crunchy due to the fact he is unable to eat and lots of painkillers in the cabinet to have me arrested for possession drugs. Let's hope it lasts. What
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Cost Of Database Design
insignificant post just to share the music
then it's not so easy: just about Moon River did all their own version.
Audrey Hepburn:
few bales! One that the princess Sissi did anorexia a trend a few tricks up his sleeve had to have him there. The book, which I discovered thanks to a compliment which I could not repay it and I pretended to ignore, is the work of Truman Capote. I put it in whishlist, and while I think the scene of her going into the alley in the rain looking for the cat I would put today to whine to the fontanel. I am a fucking romantic porcoboia!
In the book, however, her spring and disappears with the cat millionaire.
Frank Sinatra crooner
Eris in aeternum. When I put up the video I have exploded in a shower of glitter, perfume hookers in Las Vegas, winks at the audience and the taste of drinking a bottle of bourbon on fettuccine.
Dean Martin:
As above, but more drunk.
Louis Armstrong: When
the highest expression of genius is the clown, I can not love who does. Marpione old negro!
Fausto Papetti:
Rhythm accelerated effects seventies. Overall a shit (but thanks anyway for the record covers, Fausto: who denies having explored the mind until the last millimeter. Or is it a woman).
REM
Hello, we are REM and we're singing something.
Paul Anka:
CIA CIA CIA. My vocal cords do not stand up. CIA CIA cia. I've got d'anna
Barbra Streisand:
nothing about that. Something you have to sing every now and then.
Richard Clayderman:
Often Sometimes one wonders how France was able to conquer Europe in the old days of Napo nano head. Must be some secret substance that they put in the cheese, otherwise not explained. And chuckled Carl, president of a thief gaga.
then it's not so easy: just about Moon River did all their own version.
Audrey Hepburn:
few bales! One that the princess Sissi did anorexia a trend a few tricks up his sleeve had to have him there. The book, which I discovered thanks to a compliment which I could not repay it and I pretended to ignore, is the work of Truman Capote. I put it in whishlist, and while I think the scene of her going into the alley in the rain looking for the cat I would put today to whine to the fontanel. I am a fucking romantic porcoboia!
In the book, however, her spring and disappears with the cat millionaire.
Frank Sinatra crooner
Eris in aeternum. When I put up the video I have exploded in a shower of glitter, perfume hookers in Las Vegas, winks at the audience and the taste of drinking a bottle of bourbon on fettuccine.
Dean Martin:
As above, but more drunk.
Louis Armstrong: When
the highest expression of genius is the clown, I can not love who does. Marpione old negro!
Fausto Papetti:
Rhythm accelerated effects seventies. Overall a shit (but thanks anyway for the record covers, Fausto: who denies having explored the mind until the last millimeter. Or is it a woman).
REM
Hello, we are REM and we're singing something.
Paul Anka:
CIA CIA CIA. My vocal cords do not stand up. CIA CIA cia. I've got d'anna
Barbra Streisand:
nothing about that. Something you have to sing every now and then.
Richard Clayderman:
Friday, October 3, 2008
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