Announcements (3)
Marzia : I would like to clarify that I still try and love people, it will not respond to people involved or people like me who does not have the courage to show your face, or worse to people involved .... ......
Marzia takes have two or three good pictures, because then you do not recognize the courage to show your face? and reiterates that it does not respond to people involved or worse to people involved? Marzia reply to itself or not? Maybe Marc has the ideas a bit 'confused? I'll put a bit 'of ellipsis ............... but just a little'.................
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Papillio Birkenstocks
Announcements (3)
Marzia : I would like to clarify that I still try and love people, it will not respond to people involved or people like me who does not have the courage to show your face, or worse to people involved .... ......
Marzia takes have two or three good pictures, because then you do not recognize the courage to show your face? and reiterates that it does not respond to people involved or worse to people involved? Marzia reply to itself or not? Maybe Marc has the ideas a bit 'confused? I'll put a bit 'of ellipsis ............... but just a little'.................
Marzia : I would like to clarify that I still try and love people, it will not respond to people involved or people like me who does not have the courage to show your face, or worse to people involved .... ......
Marzia takes have two or three good pictures, because then you do not recognize the courage to show your face? and reiterates that it does not respond to people involved or worse to people involved? Marzia reply to itself or not? Maybe Marc has the ideas a bit 'confused? I'll put a bit 'of ellipsis ............... but just a little'.................
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Ladies Period White Discharge
ads (2)
Although this seems like a gem; Ontantan part with a beautiful and well-known quotation from the small Principality, but then, with perfect consistency, wants a picture .. (because, you know, what is essential is invisible to ... but the eyes look more "real" maybe not, who knows)
Ontantan : I always assumed that "the essential is invisible to the eye", which is why I like to try to meet new people, hoping to reap the most true. living life in all its aspects including the most light and fun. Ehm ehm ... nn for no mistrust but no picture message here ...
Although this seems like a gem; Ontantan part with a beautiful and well-known quotation from the small Principality, but then, with perfect consistency, wants a picture .. (because, you know, what is essential is invisible to ... but the eyes look more "real" maybe not, who knows)
Ontantan : I always assumed that "the essential is invisible to the eye", which is why I like to try to meet new people, hoping to reap the most true. living life in all its aspects including the most light and fun. Ehm ehm ... nn for no mistrust but no picture message here ...
Ladies Period White Discharge
ads (2)
Although this seems like a gem; Ontantan part with a beautiful and well-known quotation from the small Principality, but then, with perfect consistency, wants a picture .. (because, you know, what is essential is invisible to ... but the eyes look more "real" maybe not, who knows)
Ontantan : I always assumed that "the essential is invisible to the eye", which is why I like to try to meet new people, hoping to reap the most true. living life in all its aspects including the most light and fun. Ehm ehm ... nn for no mistrust but no picture message here ...
Although this seems like a gem; Ontantan part with a beautiful and well-known quotation from the small Principality, but then, with perfect consistency, wants a picture .. (because, you know, what is essential is invisible to ... but the eyes look more "real" maybe not, who knows)
Ontantan : I always assumed that "the essential is invisible to the eye", which is why I like to try to meet new people, hoping to reap the most true. living life in all its aspects including the most light and fun. Ehm ehm ... nn for no mistrust but no picture message here ...
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Best Waterproof Blush
ads (1)
For documentation of my next novel, I attend an online dating site. The humanity that we find ourselves is very interesting from a sociological perspective, and especially psychiatric.
I like to publish here, of course anonymously, an anthology of ads.
start with these:
Joie de vivre: not there is freedom 'absolute, there is freedom' to make a SELTA ... I have also chosen this way to meet new people but always bearing in mind that e'solo a link with reality 'why' and 'them' who live in quoidianita ', good life at all !!!!!!!
(seven exclamation points will have a symbolic meaning, as the seven seals and the seven churches? Than that, the lady would need a proofreader)
bittersweet : Looking for someone special and unique beautiful and above all loyal and wealthy, she can understand my strengths and weaknesses.
(beautiful, but above all, faithful and wealthy, well which includes, no doubt about it, Mrs. bittersweet is absolutely disinterested)
For documentation of my next novel, I attend an online dating site. The humanity that we find ourselves is very interesting from a sociological perspective, and especially psychiatric.
I like to publish here, of course anonymously, an anthology of ads.
start with these:
Joie de vivre: not there is freedom 'absolute, there is freedom' to make a SELTA ... I have also chosen this way to meet new people but always bearing in mind that e'solo a link with reality 'why' and 'them' who live in quoidianita ', good life at all !!!!!!!
(seven exclamation points will have a symbolic meaning, as the seven seals and the seven churches? Than that, the lady would need a proofreader)
bittersweet : Looking for someone special and unique beautiful and above all loyal and wealthy, she can understand my strengths and weaknesses.
(beautiful, but above all, faithful and wealthy, well which includes, no doubt about it, Mrs. bittersweet is absolutely disinterested)
Best Waterproof Blush
ads (1)
For documentation of my next novel, I attend an online dating site. The humanity that we find ourselves is very interesting from a sociological perspective, and especially psychiatric.
I like to publish here, of course anonymously, an anthology of ads.
start with these:
Joie de vivre: not there is freedom 'absolute, there is freedom' to make a SELTA ... I have also chosen this way to meet new people but always bearing in mind that e'solo a link with reality 'why' and 'them' who live in quoidianita ', good life at all !!!!!!!
(seven exclamation points will have a symbolic meaning, as the seven seals and the seven churches? Than that, the lady would need a proofreader)
bittersweet : Looking for someone special and unique beautiful and above all loyal and wealthy, she can understand my strengths and weaknesses.
(beautiful, but above all, faithful and wealthy, well which includes, no doubt about it, Mrs. bittersweet is absolutely disinterested)
For documentation of my next novel, I attend an online dating site. The humanity that we find ourselves is very interesting from a sociological perspective, and especially psychiatric.
I like to publish here, of course anonymously, an anthology of ads.
start with these:
Joie de vivre: not there is freedom 'absolute, there is freedom' to make a SELTA ... I have also chosen this way to meet new people but always bearing in mind that e'solo a link with reality 'why' and 'them' who live in quoidianita ', good life at all !!!!!!!
(seven exclamation points will have a symbolic meaning, as the seven seals and the seven churches? Than that, the lady would need a proofreader)
bittersweet : Looking for someone special and unique beautiful and above all loyal and wealthy, she can understand my strengths and weaknesses.
(beautiful, but above all, faithful and wealthy, well which includes, no doubt about it, Mrs. bittersweet is absolutely disinterested)
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Pinky Untouchable Escort
Epigrams of the BIND 4 (part 2)
It ends with a tragic note, the fourth story of Bindo . More than an epigram, I would define an episode of political struggle in the twenties.
"Do a good thing, captain smashed, put away those curious with your authority, then retract and close the door. I have to tell you a secret. "
came out and I heard him give peremptory orders as I approached the hairdresser, who complained weakly." Listen to Gary, I've got to have carried to the hospital and I have to invent something. You just listen. Got it? "Nodded, a sign that he was conscious. He returned the robber, he closed the door.
I approached him and subheading disclosed the mystery. "My dear fellow-I said-I did not want to tell you, but you made it too big." "Me? I did nothing, were those fools ... I did not want to, I've been apart so much that they gave me a coward and they told me to go home ... they called me big baby.
" and six of them were the same in any trouble. Do you know who is Gary? No? I'm telling you is a friend of Robert, are neighbors of Isernia: he knows that it is a union, but they are just friends. If you know is trouble for you. "
" But who am Roberto? Brisa I know him, I'm Robert. "
" Oh ... .. Wake Roberto Farinacci. Never heard of it? "
" Oh my God. What Cremona? "
" That's him, the ras, the owner of Emilia Romagna, the second after the big boss. "
" O Holy shit .. and now ... but even then they knew the other assholes. "
"It 's a secret, only you know. Water in the mouth, know what I mean?"
"Mute as a fish, shit. But you know him? "
" Know him! And 'friend of my cousin. Pina the red, never heard? "
"Dunno .. I think. It 's an artist?"
"More or less, but now let's do. Go in the square, pharmacist, tell him I sent you Bindo the railroad. Tell him what you want, but bring it here with the car and then the hospital Modena travel. Right? "
Everything went fairly quickly. When they left, I felt more relieved. E'fatta, I thought. I told the doctor to leave the Mamluk where he wanted and that I would have waited at the bar opposite the station. I had a bell'attendere for hours but nobody came. I decided to go to sleep, I was dead tired.
The next day, early morning, with some trepidation I went to the pharmacy and the riddle was dissolved. "With the pretext of shit, got me out of the car and set off a rocket ... but has not come a long way: read here" and handed me a newspaper of Modena. In the courtyard of an abandoned house near Viadana had been found a car. To Driving a guy in black shirt and fez ... was dead. He had been shot in the head. The weapon was not found. "Murder?" he asked the doctor. "Of course-I said-this is their stuff.'ll See tomorrow if they do not talk anymore." "Not tomorrow or ever," said the doctor. "I remembered the words of the boy:" ... they said that I am a coward ... "It was not hard, it was discarded from the herd."
I asked the doctor how she was Gaetano, told me that if it got away: the head was nothing serious.
"All right doctor - I said-now I'm gone, I'm sorry for the guy, it was only a false bully. I greet you." And I left.
It ends with a tragic note, the fourth story of Bindo . More than an epigram, I would define an episode of political struggle in the twenties.
"Do a good thing, captain smashed, put away those curious with your authority, then retract and close the door. I have to tell you a secret. "
came out and I heard him give peremptory orders as I approached the hairdresser, who complained weakly." Listen to Gary, I've got to have carried to the hospital and I have to invent something. You just listen. Got it? "Nodded, a sign that he was conscious. He returned the robber, he closed the door.
I approached him and subheading disclosed the mystery. "My dear fellow-I said-I did not want to tell you, but you made it too big." "Me? I did nothing, were those fools ... I did not want to, I've been apart so much that they gave me a coward and they told me to go home ... they called me big baby.
" and six of them were the same in any trouble. Do you know who is Gary? No? I'm telling you is a friend of Robert, are neighbors of Isernia: he knows that it is a union, but they are just friends. If you know is trouble for you. "
" But who am Roberto? Brisa I know him, I'm Robert. "
" Oh ... .. Wake Roberto Farinacci. Never heard of it? "
" Oh my God. What Cremona? "
" That's him, the ras, the owner of Emilia Romagna, the second after the big boss. "
" O Holy shit .. and now ... but even then they knew the other assholes. "
"It 's a secret, only you know. Water in the mouth, know what I mean?"
"Mute as a fish, shit. But you know him? "
" Know him! And 'friend of my cousin. Pina the red, never heard? "
"Dunno .. I think. It 's an artist?"
"More or less, but now let's do. Go in the square, pharmacist, tell him I sent you Bindo the railroad. Tell him what you want, but bring it here with the car and then the hospital Modena travel. Right? "
Everything went fairly quickly. When they left, I felt more relieved. E'fatta, I thought. I told the doctor to leave the Mamluk where he wanted and that I would have waited at the bar opposite the station. I had a bell'attendere for hours but nobody came. I decided to go to sleep, I was dead tired.
The next day, early morning, with some trepidation I went to the pharmacy and the riddle was dissolved. "With the pretext of shit, got me out of the car and set off a rocket ... but has not come a long way: read here" and handed me a newspaper of Modena. In the courtyard of an abandoned house near Viadana had been found a car. To Driving a guy in black shirt and fez ... was dead. He had been shot in the head. The weapon was not found. "Murder?" he asked the doctor. "Of course-I said-this is their stuff.'ll See tomorrow if they do not talk anymore." "Not tomorrow or ever," said the doctor. "I remembered the words of the boy:" ... they said that I am a coward ... "It was not hard, it was discarded from the herd."
I asked the doctor how she was Gaetano, told me that if it got away: the head was nothing serious.
"All right doctor - I said-now I'm gone, I'm sorry for the guy, it was only a false bully. I greet you." And I left.
Pinky Untouchable Escort
Epigrams of the BIND 4 (part 2)
It ends with a tragic note, the fourth story of Bindo . More than an epigram, I would define an episode of political struggle in the twenties.
"Do a good thing, captain smashed, put away those curious with your authority, then retract and close the door. I have to tell you a secret. "
came out and I heard him give peremptory orders as I approached the hairdresser, who complained weakly." Listen to Gary, I've got to have carried to the hospital and I have to invent something. You just listen. Got it? "Nodded, a sign that he was conscious. He returned the robber, he closed the door.
I approached him and subheading disclosed the mystery. "My dear fellow-I said-I did not want to tell you, but you made it too big." "Me? I did nothing, were those fools ... I did not want to, I've been apart so much that they gave me a coward and they told me to go home ... they called me big baby.
" and six of them were the same in any trouble. Do you know who is Gary? No? I'm telling you is a friend of Robert, are neighbors of Isernia: he knows that it is a union, but they are just friends. If you know is trouble for you. "
" But who am Roberto? Brisa I know him, I'm Robert. "
" Oh ... .. Wake Roberto Farinacci. Never heard of it? "
" Oh my God. What Cremona? "
" That's him, the ras, the owner of Emilia Romagna, the second after the big boss. "
" O Holy shit .. and now ... but even then they knew the other assholes. "
"It 's a secret, only you know. Water in the mouth, know what I mean?"
"Mute as a fish, shit. But you know him? "
" Know him! And 'friend of my cousin. Pina the red, never heard? "
"Dunno .. I think. It 's an artist?"
"More or less, but now let's do. Go in the square, pharmacist, tell him I sent you Bindo the railroad. Tell him what you want, but bring it here with the car and then the hospital Modena travel. Right? "
Everything went fairly quickly. When they left, I felt more relieved. E'fatta, I thought. I told the doctor to leave the Mamluk where he wanted and that I would have waited at the bar opposite the station. I had a bell'attendere for hours but nobody came. I decided to go to sleep, I was dead tired.
The next day, early morning, with some trepidation I went to the pharmacy and the riddle was dissolved. "With the pretext of shit, got me out of the car and set off a rocket ... but has not come a long way: read here" and handed me a newspaper of Modena. In the courtyard of an abandoned house near Viadana had been found a car. To Driving a guy in black shirt and fez ... was dead. He had been shot in the head. The weapon was not found. "Murder?" he asked the doctor. "Of course-I said-this is their stuff.'ll See tomorrow if they do not talk anymore." "Not tomorrow or ever," said the doctor. "I remembered the words of the boy:" ... they said that I am a coward ... "It was not hard, it was discarded from the herd."
I asked the doctor how she was Gaetano, told me that if it got away: the head was nothing serious.
"All right doctor - I said-now I'm gone, I'm sorry for the guy, it was only a false bully. I greet you." And I left.
It ends with a tragic note, the fourth story of Bindo . More than an epigram, I would define an episode of political struggle in the twenties.
"Do a good thing, captain smashed, put away those curious with your authority, then retract and close the door. I have to tell you a secret. "
came out and I heard him give peremptory orders as I approached the hairdresser, who complained weakly." Listen to Gary, I've got to have carried to the hospital and I have to invent something. You just listen. Got it? "Nodded, a sign that he was conscious. He returned the robber, he closed the door.
I approached him and subheading disclosed the mystery. "My dear fellow-I said-I did not want to tell you, but you made it too big." "Me? I did nothing, were those fools ... I did not want to, I've been apart so much that they gave me a coward and they told me to go home ... they called me big baby.
" and six of them were the same in any trouble. Do you know who is Gary? No? I'm telling you is a friend of Robert, are neighbors of Isernia: he knows that it is a union, but they are just friends. If you know is trouble for you. "
" But who am Roberto? Brisa I know him, I'm Robert. "
" Oh ... .. Wake Roberto Farinacci. Never heard of it? "
" Oh my God. What Cremona? "
" That's him, the ras, the owner of Emilia Romagna, the second after the big boss. "
" O Holy shit .. and now ... but even then they knew the other assholes. "
"It 's a secret, only you know. Water in the mouth, know what I mean?"
"Mute as a fish, shit. But you know him? "
" Know him! And 'friend of my cousin. Pina the red, never heard? "
"Dunno .. I think. It 's an artist?"
"More or less, but now let's do. Go in the square, pharmacist, tell him I sent you Bindo the railroad. Tell him what you want, but bring it here with the car and then the hospital Modena travel. Right? "
Everything went fairly quickly. When they left, I felt more relieved. E'fatta, I thought. I told the doctor to leave the Mamluk where he wanted and that I would have waited at the bar opposite the station. I had a bell'attendere for hours but nobody came. I decided to go to sleep, I was dead tired.
The next day, early morning, with some trepidation I went to the pharmacy and the riddle was dissolved. "With the pretext of shit, got me out of the car and set off a rocket ... but has not come a long way: read here" and handed me a newspaper of Modena. In the courtyard of an abandoned house near Viadana had been found a car. To Driving a guy in black shirt and fez ... was dead. He had been shot in the head. The weapon was not found. "Murder?" he asked the doctor. "Of course-I said-this is their stuff.'ll See tomorrow if they do not talk anymore." "Not tomorrow or ever," said the doctor. "I remembered the words of the boy:" ... they said that I am a coward ... "It was not hard, it was discarded from the herd."
I asked the doctor how she was Gaetano, told me that if it got away: the head was nothing serious.
"All right doctor - I said-now I'm gone, I'm sorry for the guy, it was only a false bully. I greet you." And I left.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Most Effective Gluta Brand
From Plutarch to Leonard Cohen 5
And finally the treatment that episode reserve Leonard Cohen in his Alexandra leaving , from the album Ten New Songs (the careful reader will notice that the fall of the is crucial):
Suddenly the night Colder has grown. The god of love
Preparing to Depart.
Alexandra hoisted on His shoulder, They slip
Between the sentries of the heart.
upheld by the simplicities of pleasure,
They gain the light, they're formlessly entwine;
And radiant beyond your Widestar
measure They fall Among the voices and the wine.
It's not a trick, your senses all deceiving, A fitful dream
, the morning will exhaust
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.
As someone long prepared for this to happen,
Go firmly to the window. Drink it in.
Exquisite music. Alexandra laughing.
Your firm commitments tangible again.
And you who had the honor of her evening,
And by the honor had your own restored
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving;
Alexandra leaving with her lord.
Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.
As someone long prepared for the occasion;
In full command of every plan you wrecked
– Do not choose a coward’s explanation
that hides behind the cause and the effect.
And you who were bewildered by a meaning;
Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
And finally the treatment that episode reserve Leonard Cohen in his Alexandra leaving , from the album Ten New Songs (the careful reader will notice that the fall of the is crucial):
Suddenly the night Colder has grown. The god of love
Preparing to Depart.
Alexandra hoisted on His shoulder, They slip
Between the sentries of the heart.
upheld by the simplicities of pleasure,
They gain the light, they're formlessly entwine;
And radiant beyond your Widestar
measure They fall Among the voices and the wine.
It's not a trick, your senses all deceiving, A fitful dream
, the morning will exhaust
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.
As someone long prepared for this to happen,
Go firmly to the window. Drink it in.
Exquisite music. Alexandra laughing.
Your firm commitments tangible again.
And you who had the honor of her evening,
And by the honor had your own restored
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving;
Alexandra leaving with her lord.
Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.
As someone long prepared for the occasion;
In full command of every plan you wrecked
– Do not choose a coward’s explanation
that hides behind the cause and the effect.
And you who were bewildered by a meaning;
Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Most Effective Gluta Brand
From Plutarch to Leonard Cohen 5
And finally the treatment that episode reserve Leonard Cohen in his Alexandra leaving , from the album Ten New Songs (the careful reader will notice that the fall of the is crucial):
Suddenly the night Colder has grown. The god of love
Preparing to Depart.
Alexandra hoisted on His shoulder, They slip
Between the sentries of the heart.
upheld by the simplicities of pleasure,
They gain the light, they're formlessly entwine;
And radiant beyond your Widestar
measure They fall Among the voices and the wine.
It's not a trick, your senses all deceiving, A fitful dream
, the morning will exhaust
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.
As someone long prepared for this to happen,
Go firmly to the window. Drink it in.
Exquisite music. Alexandra laughing.
Your firm commitments tangible again.
And you who had the honor of her evening,
And by the honor had your own restored
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving;
Alexandra leaving with her lord.
Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.
As someone long prepared for the occasion;
In full command of every plan you wrecked
– Do not choose a coward’s explanation
that hides behind the cause and the effect.
And you who were bewildered by a meaning;
Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
And finally the treatment that episode reserve Leonard Cohen in his Alexandra leaving , from the album Ten New Songs (the careful reader will notice that the fall of the is crucial):
Suddenly the night Colder has grown. The god of love
Preparing to Depart.
Alexandra hoisted on His shoulder, They slip
Between the sentries of the heart.
upheld by the simplicities of pleasure,
They gain the light, they're formlessly entwine;
And radiant beyond your Widestar
measure They fall Among the voices and the wine.
It's not a trick, your senses all deceiving, A fitful dream
, the morning will exhaust
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.
As someone long prepared for this to happen,
Go firmly to the window. Drink it in.
Exquisite music. Alexandra laughing.
Your firm commitments tangible again.
And you who had the honor of her evening,
And by the honor had your own restored
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving;
Alexandra leaving with her lord.
Even though she sleeps upon your satin;
Even though she wakes you with a kiss.
Do not say the moment was imagined;
Do not stoop to strategies like this.
As someone long prepared for the occasion;
In full command of every plan you wrecked
– Do not choose a coward’s explanation
that hides behind the cause and the effect.
And you who were bewildered by a meaning;
Whose code was broken, crucifix uncrossed
– Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Say goodbye to Alexandra leaving.
Then say goodbye to Alexandra lost.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
How Much Does It Cost To Build A Tennis Court Uk
The epigrams of the BIND 4 (part 1)
SCENEGGIATA CON TRAGEDIA FINALE
Il luogo è un paese agricolo dell'Emilia Romagna; il Paese, invece, è una nazione di sudditi che, tra qualche mese, become a nation of heroes, saints, sailors, and transmigration piglià nculi. Now, as a piglià nculo necessarily a mettìnculo, it follows that there is equality between giver and receiver.
That day I had just removed from service and night, before going to sleep, I decided to move from Gary, the hairdresser, for his beard and hair. The shop was in a corner of a square ring evil trees. I realized, looking down the street, that shop near the station a small group of people. I got the impression they were commenting on something, and I arrived, approaching, opposing voices the incident, someone shouted, I heard too a loud curse. I was finally with them and I noticed the incident.
The shop was devastated by a cyclone of unprecedented violence: there was broken glass, broken mirrors, bottles and tools of the trade to every corner of the ground, on both sides of the towels, chairs overturned, even on a sidewalk a mess . One of the two chairs was Gaetano, his face smeared with blood dripping from multiple injuries, a fractured arm.
The group of onlookers, I made a rhetorical question, say: "Who was" The Usual no? Those band of S. shouting, swearing, breaking things ...". Near Gaetano, a woman was wiping his face with wet towel, and another continued to call feeling it from all sides: "You're wrong here? You can move your legs? "They tried to give aid but, in short, was a mess. I decided to take matters in hand.
"stategli not him, that if those outputs back there for you. The last words were of an absolutely convincing.
" Gary, can you hear me? Do you recognize me? You understand what I say? "Nodded her head. In my opinion, had the tanned good, but it was sentient and understand." I have to do in order to accompany you to the hospital but ... "I finished the sentence because I heard a voice behind me.
"Who are you, fessacchiotto, you want a lesson?" He was a boy. Maybe 16 or 17 years, breeches, shirt, faded black, fez black forelock, a gun belt, a nerve of an ox in his hand and face of a beardless furious.
"to help him .. you are a friend too? If you care ghirba wing is better that you go back ... if you have pain ..".
"Listen, comrade, I am yours, you understand? They are the Federation of Bologna and run
gi orders "
" What orders? "
"to hit and not a trace. ... You are a gun cocksucker trouble if I report ... you understand? And now shut up ..." In fact
was silenced, a bit 'intimidated before you ... have a ringleader of Bologna . I had to talk to Gary alone. So it was that started the great screenwriter.
Editor's note: I leave, epigrammatic statements in the BIND and otherworldly, the nice neologism "convincing," which I think is significant immediately.
SCENEGGIATA CON TRAGEDIA FINALE
Il luogo è un paese agricolo dell'Emilia Romagna; il Paese, invece, è una nazione di sudditi che, tra qualche mese, become a nation of heroes, saints, sailors, and transmigration piglià nculi. Now, as a piglià nculo necessarily a mettìnculo, it follows that there is equality between giver and receiver.
That day I had just removed from service and night, before going to sleep, I decided to move from Gary, the hairdresser, for his beard and hair. The shop was in a corner of a square ring evil trees. I realized, looking down the street, that shop near the station a small group of people. I got the impression they were commenting on something, and I arrived, approaching, opposing voices the incident, someone shouted, I heard too a loud curse. I was finally with them and I noticed the incident.
The shop was devastated by a cyclone of unprecedented violence: there was broken glass, broken mirrors, bottles and tools of the trade to every corner of the ground, on both sides of the towels, chairs overturned, even on a sidewalk a mess . One of the two chairs was Gaetano, his face smeared with blood dripping from multiple injuries, a fractured arm.
The group of onlookers, I made a rhetorical question, say: "Who was" The Usual no? Those band of S. shouting, swearing, breaking things ...". Near Gaetano, a woman was wiping his face with wet towel, and another continued to call feeling it from all sides: "You're wrong here? You can move your legs? "They tried to give aid but, in short, was a mess. I decided to take matters in hand.
"stategli not him, that if those outputs back there for you. The last words were of an absolutely convincing.
" Gary, can you hear me? Do you recognize me? You understand what I say? "Nodded her head. In my opinion, had the tanned good, but it was sentient and understand." I have to do in order to accompany you to the hospital but ... "I finished the sentence because I heard a voice behind me.
"Who are you, fessacchiotto, you want a lesson?" He was a boy. Maybe 16 or 17 years, breeches, shirt, faded black, fez black forelock, a gun belt, a nerve of an ox in his hand and face of a beardless furious.
"to help him .. you are a friend too? If you care ghirba wing is better that you go back ... if you have pain ..".
"Listen, comrade, I am yours, you understand? They are the Federation of Bologna and run
gi orders "
" What orders? "
"to hit and not a trace. ... You are a gun cocksucker trouble if I report ... you understand? And now shut up ..." In fact
was silenced, a bit 'intimidated before you ... have a ringleader of Bologna . I had to talk to Gary alone. So it was that started the great screenwriter.
Editor's note: I leave, epigrammatic statements in the BIND and otherworldly, the nice neologism "convincing," which I think is significant immediately.
How Much Does It Cost To Build A Tennis Court Uk
The epigrams of the BIND 4 (part 1)
SCENEGGIATA CON TRAGEDIA FINALE
Il luogo è un paese agricolo dell'Emilia Romagna; il Paese, invece, è una nazione di sudditi che, tra qualche mese, become a nation of heroes, saints, sailors, and transmigration piglià nculi. Now, as a piglià nculo necessarily a mettìnculo, it follows that there is equality between giver and receiver.
That day I had just removed from service and night, before going to sleep, I decided to move from Gary, the hairdresser, for his beard and hair. The shop was in a corner of a square ring evil trees. I realized, looking down the street, that shop near the station a small group of people. I got the impression they were commenting on something, and I arrived, approaching, opposing voices the incident, someone shouted, I heard too a loud curse. I was finally with them and I noticed the incident.
The shop was devastated by a cyclone of unprecedented violence: there was broken glass, broken mirrors, bottles and tools of the trade to every corner of the ground, on both sides of the towels, chairs overturned, even on a sidewalk a mess . One of the two chairs was Gaetano, his face smeared with blood dripping from multiple injuries, a fractured arm.
The group of onlookers, I made a rhetorical question, say: "Who was" The Usual no? Those band of S. shouting, swearing, breaking things ...". Near Gaetano, a woman was wiping his face with wet towel, and another continued to call feeling it from all sides: "You're wrong here? You can move your legs? "They tried to give aid but, in short, was a mess. I decided to take matters in hand.
"stategli not him, that if those outputs back there for you. The last words were of an absolutely convincing.
" Gary, can you hear me? Do you recognize me? You understand what I say? "Nodded her head. In my opinion, had the tanned good, but it was sentient and understand." I have to do in order to accompany you to the hospital but ... "I finished the sentence because I heard a voice behind me.
"Who are you, fessacchiotto, you want a lesson?" He was a boy. Maybe 16 or 17 years, breeches, shirt, faded black, fez black forelock, a gun belt, a nerve of an ox in his hand and face of a beardless furious.
"to help him .. you are a friend too? If you care ghirba wing is better that you go back ... if you have pain ..".
"Listen, comrade, I am yours, you understand? They are the Federation of Bologna and run
gi orders "
" What orders? "
"to hit and not a trace. ... You are a gun cocksucker trouble if I report ... you understand? And now shut up ..." In fact
was silenced, a bit 'intimidated before you ... have a ringleader of Bologna . I had to talk to Gary alone. So it was that started the great screenwriter.
Editor's note: I leave, epigrammatic statements in the BIND and otherworldly, the nice neologism "convincing," which I think is significant immediately.
SCENEGGIATA CON TRAGEDIA FINALE
Il luogo è un paese agricolo dell'Emilia Romagna; il Paese, invece, è una nazione di sudditi che, tra qualche mese, become a nation of heroes, saints, sailors, and transmigration piglià nculi. Now, as a piglià nculo necessarily a mettìnculo, it follows that there is equality between giver and receiver.
That day I had just removed from service and night, before going to sleep, I decided to move from Gary, the hairdresser, for his beard and hair. The shop was in a corner of a square ring evil trees. I realized, looking down the street, that shop near the station a small group of people. I got the impression they were commenting on something, and I arrived, approaching, opposing voices the incident, someone shouted, I heard too a loud curse. I was finally with them and I noticed the incident.
The shop was devastated by a cyclone of unprecedented violence: there was broken glass, broken mirrors, bottles and tools of the trade to every corner of the ground, on both sides of the towels, chairs overturned, even on a sidewalk a mess . One of the two chairs was Gaetano, his face smeared with blood dripping from multiple injuries, a fractured arm.
The group of onlookers, I made a rhetorical question, say: "Who was" The Usual no? Those band of S. shouting, swearing, breaking things ...". Near Gaetano, a woman was wiping his face with wet towel, and another continued to call feeling it from all sides: "You're wrong here? You can move your legs? "They tried to give aid but, in short, was a mess. I decided to take matters in hand.
"stategli not him, that if those outputs back there for you. The last words were of an absolutely convincing.
" Gary, can you hear me? Do you recognize me? You understand what I say? "Nodded her head. In my opinion, had the tanned good, but it was sentient and understand." I have to do in order to accompany you to the hospital but ... "I finished the sentence because I heard a voice behind me.
"Who are you, fessacchiotto, you want a lesson?" He was a boy. Maybe 16 or 17 years, breeches, shirt, faded black, fez black forelock, a gun belt, a nerve of an ox in his hand and face of a beardless furious.
"to help him .. you are a friend too? If you care ghirba wing is better that you go back ... if you have pain ..".
"Listen, comrade, I am yours, you understand? They are the Federation of Bologna and run
gi orders "
" What orders? "
"to hit and not a trace. ... You are a gun cocksucker trouble if I report ... you understand? And now shut up ..." In fact
was silenced, a bit 'intimidated before you ... have a ringleader of Bologna . I had to talk to Gary alone. So it was that started the great screenwriter.
Editor's note: I leave, epigrammatic statements in the BIND and otherworldly, the nice neologism "convincing," which I think is significant immediately.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Chomik-nero Burning Rom 6.6.0.1
From Plutarch to Leonard Cohen 4
More or less simultaneously with Cavafy, TS Eliot relive the same scene, no longer in Alexandria, but not explicitly in Venice and taking Plutarch, but Shakespeare, in his poetry, with Burbank a Baedeker, Bleistein with a cigar , of \u200b\u200bwhich I transcribe the first part of the original:
BURBANK crossed a little bridge
Descending at a small hotel;
Princess Volupine goodbye,
They Were together, and he fell.
defunct music under sea
Passed seaward with the passing bell
Slowly: the God Hercules Had left
HIM That HAD HIM well loved.
The horses, under the axletree
Beat up the dawn from Istria With even feet
. Her shuttered barge Burned on the water
to the day.
(...)
More or less simultaneously with Cavafy, TS Eliot relive the same scene, no longer in Alexandria, but not explicitly in Venice and taking Plutarch, but Shakespeare, in his poetry, with Burbank a Baedeker, Bleistein with a cigar , of \u200b\u200bwhich I transcribe the first part of the original:
BURBANK crossed a little bridge
Descending at a small hotel;
Princess Volupine goodbye,
They Were together, and he fell.
defunct music under sea
Passed seaward with the passing bell
Slowly: the God Hercules Had left
HIM That HAD HIM well loved.
The horses, under the axletree
Beat up the dawn from Istria With even feet
. Her shuttered barge Burned on the water
to the day.
(...)
Chomik-nero Burning Rom 6.6.0.1
From Plutarch to Leonard Cohen 4
More or less simultaneously with Cavafy, TS Eliot relive the same scene, no longer in Alexandria, but not explicitly in Venice and taking Plutarch, but Shakespeare, in his poetry, with Burbank a Baedeker, Bleistein with a cigar , of \u200b\u200bwhich I transcribe the first part of the original:
BURBANK crossed a little bridge
Descending at a small hotel;
Princess Volupine goodbye,
They Were together, and he fell.
defunct music under sea
Passed seaward with the passing bell
Slowly: the God Hercules Had left
HIM That HAD HIM well loved.
The horses, under the axletree
Beat up the dawn from Istria With even feet
. Her shuttered barge Burned on the water
to the day.
(...)
More or less simultaneously with Cavafy, TS Eliot relive the same scene, no longer in Alexandria, but not explicitly in Venice and taking Plutarch, but Shakespeare, in his poetry, with Burbank a Baedeker, Bleistein with a cigar , of \u200b\u200bwhich I transcribe the first part of the original:
BURBANK crossed a little bridge
Descending at a small hotel;
Princess Volupine goodbye,
They Were together, and he fell.
defunct music under sea
Passed seaward with the passing bell
Slowly: the God Hercules Had left
HIM That HAD HIM well loved.
The horses, under the axletree
Beat up the dawn from Istria With even feet
. Her shuttered barge Burned on the water
to the day.
(...)
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Beat The Whole Poptropica
From Plutarch to Leonard Cohen 3
view of the absence of answers, I'll just post the collected texts, without further comment, so do not waste time unnecessarily. Anyone who wants to, can read and think about it alone. Let us begin with
Cavafy, who give in Italian, English and Modern Greek, se il programma legge i caratteri.
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don’t mourn your luck that’s failing now,
work gone wrong, your plansall proving deceptive
—don’t mourn them uselessly.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all, don’t fool yourself, don’t say
it was a dream, your ears deceived you:
don’t degrade yourself with empty hopes like these.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
as is right for you who proved worthy of this kind of city,
go firmly to the window and listen with deep emotion, but not
with the whining, the Pleas of a coward;
listen-your final delectation-to the voices, to the exquisite music of
That strange procession, and say goodbye
to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.
At midnight, suddenly,
when the sound of music that celebrates
heard outside
go unseen actors in merry band - well
on luck that is going to leave you, on your
failing firms with projects of life
changes that are obviously unrealistic, not t'impietosire! But
men prepared for time to say goodbye
strong, your Alexandria disappears.
t'illudere not, especially not to say that was a dream that my ears deceived
; refuses
these vain hopes. Like a man prepared to
time, a strong imbues the
be worthy of a city like this,
approached with a firm step to the window and moved
but without abandoning the complaints and petitions of vilest
Indulge yourself like it! listen to the sweet sound
concert of mystical brigade
e saluta la tua Alessandria che tu perdi.
suddenly, at midnight, heard
invisible troupe
passing with exquisite music, with voices-
your luck that fails you now, your works that
failed, the plans of your life
who took all errors, not anofeleta mourn.
As long prepared, as if courageous,
bid her farewell, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all do not fool yourself, do not say it was
a dream, that your ears deceived you ·
such vain hopes not to stoop.
As long prepared, as if courageous,
like fits that have been worthy of such a city,
steadily approached the window,
and with emotion, but not
to the entreaties of cowards and complaints,
most recently, enjoying,
the exquisite instruments of the mystical troupe,
and bid her farewell, the Alexandria you are losing.
view of the absence of answers, I'll just post the collected texts, without further comment, so do not waste time unnecessarily. Anyone who wants to, can read and think about it alone. Let us begin with
Cavafy, who give in Italian, English and Modern Greek, se il programma legge i caratteri.
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don’t mourn your luck that’s failing now,
work gone wrong, your plansall proving deceptive
—don’t mourn them uselessly.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all, don’t fool yourself, don’t say
it was a dream, your ears deceived you:
don’t degrade yourself with empty hopes like these.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
as is right for you who proved worthy of this kind of city,
go firmly to the window and listen with deep emotion, but not
with the whining, the Pleas of a coward;
listen-your final delectation-to the voices, to the exquisite music of
That strange procession, and say goodbye
to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.
At midnight, suddenly,
when the sound of music that celebrates
heard outside
go unseen actors in merry band - well
on luck that is going to leave you, on your
failing firms with projects of life
changes that are obviously unrealistic, not t'impietosire! But
men prepared for time to say goodbye
strong, your Alexandria disappears.
t'illudere not, especially not to say that was a dream that my ears deceived
; refuses
these vain hopes. Like a man prepared to
time, a strong imbues the
be worthy of a city like this,
approached with a firm step to the window and moved
but without abandoning the complaints and petitions of vilest
Indulge yourself like it! listen to the sweet sound
concert of mystical brigade
e saluta la tua Alessandria che tu perdi.
suddenly, at midnight, heard
invisible troupe
passing with exquisite music, with voices-
your luck that fails you now, your works that
failed, the plans of your life
who took all errors, not anofeleta mourn.
As long prepared, as if courageous,
bid her farewell, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all do not fool yourself, do not say it was
a dream, that your ears deceived you ·
such vain hopes not to stoop.
As long prepared, as if courageous,
like fits that have been worthy of such a city,
steadily approached the window,
and with emotion, but not
to the entreaties of cowards and complaints,
most recently, enjoying,
the exquisite instruments of the mystical troupe,
and bid her farewell, the Alexandria you are losing.
Beat The Whole Poptropica
From Plutarch to Leonard Cohen 3
view of the absence of answers, I'll just post the collected texts, without further comment, so do not waste time unnecessarily. Anyone who wants to, can read and think about it alone. Let us begin with
Cavafy, who give in Italian, English and Modern Greek, se il programma legge i caratteri.
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don’t mourn your luck that’s failing now,
work gone wrong, your plansall proving deceptive
—don’t mourn them uselessly.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all, don’t fool yourself, don’t say
it was a dream, your ears deceived you:
don’t degrade yourself with empty hopes like these.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
as is right for you who proved worthy of this kind of city,
go firmly to the window and listen with deep emotion, but not
with the whining, the Pleas of a coward;
listen-your final delectation-to the voices, to the exquisite music of
That strange procession, and say goodbye
to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.
At midnight, suddenly,
when the sound of music that celebrates
heard outside
go unseen actors in merry band - well
on luck that is going to leave you, on your
failing firms with projects of life
changes that are obviously unrealistic, not t'impietosire! But
men prepared for time to say goodbye
strong, your Alexandria disappears.
t'illudere not, especially not to say that was a dream that my ears deceived
; refuses
these vain hopes. Like a man prepared to
time, a strong imbues the
be worthy of a city like this,
approached with a firm step to the window and moved
but without abandoning the complaints and petitions of vilest
Indulge yourself like it! listen to the sweet sound
concert of mystical brigade
e saluta la tua Alessandria che tu perdi.
suddenly, at midnight, heard
invisible troupe
passing with exquisite music, with voices-
your luck that fails you now, your works that
failed, the plans of your life
who took all errors, not anofeleta mourn.
As long prepared, as if courageous,
bid her farewell, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all do not fool yourself, do not say it was
a dream, that your ears deceived you ·
such vain hopes not to stoop.
As long prepared, as if courageous,
like fits that have been worthy of such a city,
steadily approached the window,
and with emotion, but not
to the entreaties of cowards and complaints,
most recently, enjoying,
the exquisite instruments of the mystical troupe,
and bid her farewell, the Alexandria you are losing.
view of the absence of answers, I'll just post the collected texts, without further comment, so do not waste time unnecessarily. Anyone who wants to, can read and think about it alone. Let us begin with
Cavafy, who give in Italian, English and Modern Greek, se il programma legge i caratteri.
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don’t mourn your luck that’s failing now,
work gone wrong, your plansall proving deceptive
—don’t mourn them uselessly.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all, don’t fool yourself, don’t say
it was a dream, your ears deceived you:
don’t degrade yourself with empty hopes like these.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
as is right for you who proved worthy of this kind of city,
go firmly to the window and listen with deep emotion, but not
with the whining, the Pleas of a coward;
listen-your final delectation-to the voices, to the exquisite music of
That strange procession, and say goodbye
to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.
At midnight, suddenly,
when the sound of music that celebrates
heard outside
go unseen actors in merry band - well
on luck that is going to leave you, on your
failing firms with projects of life
changes that are obviously unrealistic, not t'impietosire! But
men prepared for time to say goodbye
strong, your Alexandria disappears.
t'illudere not, especially not to say that was a dream that my ears deceived
; refuses
these vain hopes. Like a man prepared to
time, a strong imbues the
be worthy of a city like this,
approached with a firm step to the window and moved
but without abandoning the complaints and petitions of vilest
Indulge yourself like it! listen to the sweet sound
concert of mystical brigade
e saluta la tua Alessandria che tu perdi.
suddenly, at midnight, heard
invisible troupe
passing with exquisite music, with voices-
your luck that fails you now, your works that
failed, the plans of your life
who took all errors, not anofeleta mourn.
As long prepared, as if courageous,
bid her farewell, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all do not fool yourself, do not say it was
a dream, that your ears deceived you ·
such vain hopes not to stoop.
As long prepared, as if courageous,
like fits that have been worthy of such a city,
steadily approached the window,
and with emotion, but not
to the entreaties of cowards and complaints,
most recently, enjoying,
the exquisite instruments of the mystical troupe,
and bid her farewell, the Alexandria you are losing.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Nausea And Headache Before Bed
From Plutarch to Leonard Cohen (question mark)
Io andrei anche avanti, però ...
non è that nobody cares?
Io andrei anche avanti, però ...
non è that nobody cares?
Nausea And Headache Before Bed
From Plutarch to Leonard Cohen (question mark)
Io andrei anche avanti, però ...
non è that nobody cares?
Io andrei anche avanti, però ...
non è that nobody cares?
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Orlando Adult Movie 2010
The epigrams of Bindo 3
a joke that I'm successful
Bindo same epigrams. excuse the grammar and syntax: mica we went to school too, in my day. First there was the
Sgobba to join the ends meet. And I can tell you how you "teach me" as he said that Polish Square Sanpietro. I have a name from the crossroads robber: a kind of Ghino minimum of heel. I have been imposed by the matriarch and bigoted baciapile to be born out of wedlock. In Pistoia think you would use it, no Christian name.? Bindi, the family name? Go to Bindo name.
Fuck!. I come to you imaginary readers. In the May Day
43, war, bombs and hunger, I wrote from the province of Pistoia, his cousin Caesar Benassai c'aveva that a blockbuster history. "How are you Caesar? - Asked." He said, "I'm ben'assai, I'm ben'assai. From cagarsi in laughter. Ok, this cousin, peasant
as herculean ... Hercules, shy, generous, I felt that half of the month would come to Milan for the exhibition of agricultural machinery: I was correct date and time of the train. Come to the station-said-that I have two bags of food delicacies. (My son who has studied, he says
delicacy that comes from "sleeves" to eat, Dante 33 60 he says, bah). So on the appointed day, the hour of the train (and I know times are railroad) are waiting on the platform. Arriva train, Caesar was at the window and gives me the voice. I go up, we hug and I see the two suitcases. "What's in it"-I ask.
"In the larger bags of beans, broad beans, chickpeas and dried peas, into that of the ham, sausages and black pudding" - responding. "Cock-a-lunch hierarchy exclaimed!" I feel that we have to watch the exit, because near the control of the militia, there are two Mamelukes that
stop the suspicious cases of "black market". "Figure-says-to three farts food ..." Let the so- -I say go ahead and, in one way or another I do not stop. You followed me at a distance and when you see that by the command to pass unhindered as nothing
"E if you do not stop? "" I do not worry about stopping. "I go and he follows me. When I reach the stairs, right in front of two good, accentuates the hard work, I stop and smile, I say," What lazy to eat .. . militiaman eh? "" What's in the bag "" dried meat into small pieces, such as call
in Tuscany. "At the same time pass Benassai. It 's done, I say." Promote command makes the soldier-as-we see we call it. "The cacchinneggio:" Come on, for as big pieces of beans ... " But anyhow, I have to go to the search, but fuck, the precious suitcase
is now safe. I had told Cersa going well at home, so he knew as there came another time.
"Put the suitcase on the table and open." Garibaldi and obey the great surprise is seeing their dry cereal. "Ah-say-I might try the salami?" "Where are, where they are, do not so much the fool!" "But how - I was waiting for them-"? "There was a peasant in the same
compartment on the train and I was told to have had a ham ... fifa ...!" "Oh my God. I say faux-despair has gone after me, who now takes more luck that way!" "Do not tell me you would be happy if we had stopped ..." I practically could I even go
that my goods were tolerated; I could thank, salute and go, but I wanted in the throat usual cocaine jokes. "But no, I could if I had not wasted time, share with him a bag of beans and two sausages." He made the meat into small pieces .. funny huh .. if they go away ... "
" Oh boy-fo-but you know How long bona sausage co 'beans? " I leave a bag there, the sausages will arrive sooner or later. "They do not bat an eyelid. They too are hungry. Exit.
Ed: Bindo the name was already commonplace in the Florence of Dante's time, as we read in the singing of the XXIX Paradiso:
Florence has not so many Lapi and Bindi
those who made fairy tales for years
pulpit is crying on this side and :
a joke that I'm successful
Bindo same epigrams. excuse the grammar and syntax: mica we went to school too, in my day. First there was the
Sgobba to join the ends meet. And I can tell you how you "teach me" as he said that Polish Square Sanpietro. I have a name from the crossroads robber: a kind of Ghino minimum of heel. I have been imposed by the matriarch and bigoted baciapile to be born out of wedlock. In Pistoia think you would use it, no Christian name.? Bindi, the family name? Go to Bindo name.
Fuck!. I come to you imaginary readers. In the May Day
43, war, bombs and hunger, I wrote from the province of Pistoia, his cousin Caesar Benassai c'aveva that a blockbuster history. "How are you Caesar? - Asked." He said, "I'm ben'assai, I'm ben'assai. From cagarsi in laughter. Ok, this cousin, peasant
as herculean ... Hercules, shy, generous, I felt that half of the month would come to Milan for the exhibition of agricultural machinery: I was correct date and time of the train. Come to the station-said-that I have two bags of food delicacies. (My son who has studied, he says
delicacy that comes from "sleeves" to eat, Dante 33 60 he says, bah). So on the appointed day, the hour of the train (and I know times are railroad) are waiting on the platform. Arriva train, Caesar was at the window and gives me the voice. I go up, we hug and I see the two suitcases. "What's in it"-I ask.
"In the larger bags of beans, broad beans, chickpeas and dried peas, into that of the ham, sausages and black pudding" - responding. "Cock-a-lunch hierarchy exclaimed!" I feel that we have to watch the exit, because near the control of the militia, there are two Mamelukes that
stop the suspicious cases of "black market". "Figure-says-to three farts food ..." Let the so- -I say go ahead and, in one way or another I do not stop. You followed me at a distance and when you see that by the command to pass unhindered as nothing
"E if you do not stop? "" I do not worry about stopping. "I go and he follows me. When I reach the stairs, right in front of two good, accentuates the hard work, I stop and smile, I say," What lazy to eat .. . militiaman eh? "" What's in the bag "" dried meat into small pieces, such as call
in Tuscany. "At the same time pass Benassai. It 's done, I say." Promote command makes the soldier-as-we see we call it. "The cacchinneggio:" Come on, for as big pieces of beans ... " But anyhow, I have to go to the search, but fuck, the precious suitcase
is now safe. I had told Cersa going well at home, so he knew as there came another time.
"Put the suitcase on the table and open." Garibaldi and obey the great surprise is seeing their dry cereal. "Ah-say-I might try the salami?" "Where are, where they are, do not so much the fool!" "But how - I was waiting for them-"? "There was a peasant in the same
compartment on the train and I was told to have had a ham ... fifa ...!" "Oh my God. I say faux-despair has gone after me, who now takes more luck that way!" "Do not tell me you would be happy if we had stopped ..." I practically could I even go
that my goods were tolerated; I could thank, salute and go, but I wanted in the throat usual cocaine jokes. "But no, I could if I had not wasted time, share with him a bag of beans and two sausages." He made the meat into small pieces .. funny huh .. if they go away ... "
" Oh boy-fo-but you know How long bona sausage co 'beans? " I leave a bag there, the sausages will arrive sooner or later. "They do not bat an eyelid. They too are hungry. Exit.
Ed: Bindo the name was already commonplace in the Florence of Dante's time, as we read in the singing of the XXIX Paradiso:
Florence has not so many Lapi and Bindi
those who made fairy tales for years
pulpit is crying on this side and :
Orlando Adult Movie 2010
The epigrams of Bindo 3
a joke that I'm successful
Bindo same epigrams. excuse the grammar and syntax: mica we went to school too, in my day. First there was the
Sgobba to join the ends meet. And I can tell you how you "teach me" as he said that Polish Square Sanpietro. I have a name from the crossroads robber: a kind of Ghino minimum of heel. I have been imposed by the matriarch and bigoted baciapile to be born out of wedlock. In Pistoia think you would use it, no Christian name.? Bindi, the family name? Go to Bindo name.
Fuck!. I come to you imaginary readers. In the May Day
43, war, bombs and hunger, I wrote from the province of Pistoia, his cousin Caesar Benassai c'aveva that a blockbuster history. "How are you Caesar? - Asked." He said, "I'm ben'assai, I'm ben'assai. From cagarsi in laughter. Ok, this cousin, peasant
as herculean ... Hercules, shy, generous, I felt that half of the month would come to Milan for the exhibition of agricultural machinery: I was correct date and time of the train. Come to the station-said-that I have two bags of food delicacies. (My son who has studied, he says
delicacy that comes from "sleeves" to eat, Dante 33 60 he says, bah). So on the appointed day, the hour of the train (and I know times are railroad) are waiting on the platform. Arriva train, Caesar was at the window and gives me the voice. I go up, we hug and I see the two suitcases. "What's in it"-I ask.
"In the larger bags of beans, broad beans, chickpeas and dried peas, into that of the ham, sausages and black pudding" - responding. "Cock-a-lunch hierarchy exclaimed!" I feel that we have to watch the exit, because near the control of the militia, there are two Mamelukes that
stop the suspicious cases of "black market". "Figure-says-to three farts food ..." Let the so- -I say go ahead and, in one way or another I do not stop. You followed me at a distance and when you see that by the command to pass unhindered as nothing
"E if you do not stop? "" I do not worry about stopping. "I go and he follows me. When I reach the stairs, right in front of two good, accentuates the hard work, I stop and smile, I say," What lazy to eat .. . militiaman eh? "" What's in the bag "" dried meat into small pieces, such as call
in Tuscany. "At the same time pass Benassai. It 's done, I say." Promote command makes the soldier-as-we see we call it. "The cacchinneggio:" Come on, for as big pieces of beans ... " But anyhow, I have to go to the search, but fuck, the precious suitcase
is now safe. I had told Cersa going well at home, so he knew as there came another time.
"Put the suitcase on the table and open." Garibaldi and obey the great surprise is seeing their dry cereal. "Ah-say-I might try the salami?" "Where are, where they are, do not so much the fool!" "But how - I was waiting for them-"? "There was a peasant in the same
compartment on the train and I was told to have had a ham ... fifa ...!" "Oh my God. I say faux-despair has gone after me, who now takes more luck that way!" "Do not tell me you would be happy if we had stopped ..." I practically could I even go
that my goods were tolerated; I could thank, salute and go, but I wanted in the throat usual cocaine jokes. "But no, I could if I had not wasted time, share with him a bag of beans and two sausages." He made the meat into small pieces .. funny huh .. if they go away ... "
" Oh boy-fo-but you know How long bona sausage co 'beans? " I leave a bag there, the sausages will arrive sooner or later. "They do not bat an eyelid. They too are hungry. Exit.
Ed: Bindo the name was already commonplace in the Florence of Dante's time, as we read in the singing of the XXIX Paradiso:
Florence has not so many Lapi and Bindi
those who made fairy tales for years
pulpit is crying on this side and :
a joke that I'm successful
Bindo same epigrams. excuse the grammar and syntax: mica we went to school too, in my day. First there was the
Sgobba to join the ends meet. And I can tell you how you "teach me" as he said that Polish Square Sanpietro. I have a name from the crossroads robber: a kind of Ghino minimum of heel. I have been imposed by the matriarch and bigoted baciapile to be born out of wedlock. In Pistoia think you would use it, no Christian name.? Bindi, the family name? Go to Bindo name.
Fuck!. I come to you imaginary readers. In the May Day
43, war, bombs and hunger, I wrote from the province of Pistoia, his cousin Caesar Benassai c'aveva that a blockbuster history. "How are you Caesar? - Asked." He said, "I'm ben'assai, I'm ben'assai. From cagarsi in laughter. Ok, this cousin, peasant
as herculean ... Hercules, shy, generous, I felt that half of the month would come to Milan for the exhibition of agricultural machinery: I was correct date and time of the train. Come to the station-said-that I have two bags of food delicacies. (My son who has studied, he says
delicacy that comes from "sleeves" to eat, Dante 33 60 he says, bah). So on the appointed day, the hour of the train (and I know times are railroad) are waiting on the platform. Arriva train, Caesar was at the window and gives me the voice. I go up, we hug and I see the two suitcases. "What's in it"-I ask.
"In the larger bags of beans, broad beans, chickpeas and dried peas, into that of the ham, sausages and black pudding" - responding. "Cock-a-lunch hierarchy exclaimed!" I feel that we have to watch the exit, because near the control of the militia, there are two Mamelukes that
stop the suspicious cases of "black market". "Figure-says-to three farts food ..." Let the so- -I say go ahead and, in one way or another I do not stop. You followed me at a distance and when you see that by the command to pass unhindered as nothing
"E if you do not stop? "" I do not worry about stopping. "I go and he follows me. When I reach the stairs, right in front of two good, accentuates the hard work, I stop and smile, I say," What lazy to eat .. . militiaman eh? "" What's in the bag "" dried meat into small pieces, such as call
in Tuscany. "At the same time pass Benassai. It 's done, I say." Promote command makes the soldier-as-we see we call it. "The cacchinneggio:" Come on, for as big pieces of beans ... " But anyhow, I have to go to the search, but fuck, the precious suitcase
is now safe. I had told Cersa going well at home, so he knew as there came another time.
"Put the suitcase on the table and open." Garibaldi and obey the great surprise is seeing their dry cereal. "Ah-say-I might try the salami?" "Where are, where they are, do not so much the fool!" "But how - I was waiting for them-"? "There was a peasant in the same
compartment on the train and I was told to have had a ham ... fifa ...!" "Oh my God. I say faux-despair has gone after me, who now takes more luck that way!" "Do not tell me you would be happy if we had stopped ..." I practically could I even go
that my goods were tolerated; I could thank, salute and go, but I wanted in the throat usual cocaine jokes. "But no, I could if I had not wasted time, share with him a bag of beans and two sausages." He made the meat into small pieces .. funny huh .. if they go away ... "
" Oh boy-fo-but you know How long bona sausage co 'beans? " I leave a bag there, the sausages will arrive sooner or later. "They do not bat an eyelid. They too are hungry. Exit.
Ed: Bindo the name was already commonplace in the Florence of Dante's time, as we read in the singing of the XXIX Paradiso:
Florence has not so many Lapi and Bindi
those who made fairy tales for years
pulpit is crying on this side and :
Saturday, January 5, 2008
How To Delet A Character In Sorority Life?
Sarkozy and Carla Bruni
Back to the era of the courtesans, it seems ...
was better in the days of Cleopatra and Mark Antony.
Back to the era of the courtesans, it seems ...
was better in the days of Cleopatra and Mark Antony.
How To Delet A Character In Sorority Life?
Sarkozy and Carla Bruni
Back to the era of the courtesans, it seems ...
was better in the days of Cleopatra and Mark Antony.
Back to the era of the courtesans, it seems ...
was better in the days of Cleopatra and Mark Antony.
Songsbasketball Team Run Out To
From Plutarch Leonard Cohen 2 of the epigrams
The second author we are interested in is William Shakespeare, who, in his Roman plays of argument, it is widely Plutarkians of the narrative. Below is an excerpt from Act IV, Scene III of Antony and Cleopatra.
Alexandria. Before the palace Enter CLEOPATRA
a company of soldiers
FIRST SOLDIER. Brother, good night. Tomorrow is the big day
SECOND SOLDIER. The decisive day. Good luck. Did you hear something strange in the street?
FIRST SOLDIER. No. What?
SECOND SOLDIER. Maybe just a noise. Good night.
FIRST SOLDIER. Good night, sir. [They meet other soldiers] SECOND SOLDIER
. Money, make good guard.
FIRST SOLDIER. You too. Good night. [...] [You hear music under the stage] SECOND SOLDIER. Shut up, what's that noise?
THIRD SOLDIER. Hear, hear!
SECOND SOLDIER. Play!
THIRD SOLDIER. Music in the air.
FOURTH SOLDIER. And beneath the earth.
THIRD SOLDIER. It 's a good sign, is not it?
FOURTH SOLDIER. No.
THIRD SOLDIER. Hush, I tell you! What does this mean?
SECOND SOLDIER. And 'the God Hercules, Antonio worshiped, He's leaving.
THIRD SOLDIER. Come, let's see if other people feel what we feel on guard, too.
SECOND SOLDIER. Altolia, gentlemen!
SOLDIERS. [Talking together] Altolia! Altolia! You will feel?
FIRST SOLDIER. Yes, it is not strange?
THIRD SOLDIER. Do you hear, gentlemen? Do you hear?
FIRST SOLDIER. We follow the noise until we can, we will see how to stop.
SOLDIERS. Okay. It 's weird. Exeunt
Some notations:
Shakespeare setting the scene described by Plutarch among soldiers in a military context, it is primarily a general Mark Antony, the next day, in battle, will be played fortune and life;
for the same reasons, probably identifies the patron god of the manly Hercules Antonio instead of the effeminate, jolly, asian Dionysus / Bacchus;
music, which, as the wind of the Spirit in the Gospel of John, do not know where it comes from and where it goes, is in the air and under the earth, is a phenomenon chthonic and divine, which Eliot refashion further.
The second author we are interested in is William Shakespeare, who, in his Roman plays of argument, it is widely Plutarkians of the narrative. Below is an excerpt from Act IV, Scene III of Antony and Cleopatra.
Alexandria. Before the palace Enter CLEOPATRA
a company of soldiers
FIRST SOLDIER. Brother, good night. Tomorrow is the big day
SECOND SOLDIER. The decisive day. Good luck. Did you hear something strange in the street?
FIRST SOLDIER. No. What?
SECOND SOLDIER. Maybe just a noise. Good night.
FIRST SOLDIER. Good night, sir. [They meet other soldiers] SECOND SOLDIER
. Money, make good guard.
FIRST SOLDIER. You too. Good night. [...] [You hear music under the stage] SECOND SOLDIER. Shut up, what's that noise?
THIRD SOLDIER. Hear, hear!
SECOND SOLDIER. Play!
THIRD SOLDIER. Music in the air.
FOURTH SOLDIER. And beneath the earth.
THIRD SOLDIER. It 's a good sign, is not it?
FOURTH SOLDIER. No.
THIRD SOLDIER. Hush, I tell you! What does this mean?
SECOND SOLDIER. And 'the God Hercules, Antonio worshiped, He's leaving.
THIRD SOLDIER. Come, let's see if other people feel what we feel on guard, too.
SECOND SOLDIER. Altolia, gentlemen!
SOLDIERS. [Talking together] Altolia! Altolia! You will feel?
FIRST SOLDIER. Yes, it is not strange?
THIRD SOLDIER. Do you hear, gentlemen? Do you hear?
FIRST SOLDIER. We follow the noise until we can, we will see how to stop.
SOLDIERS. Okay. It 's weird. Exeunt
Some notations:
Shakespeare setting the scene described by Plutarch among soldiers in a military context, it is primarily a general Mark Antony, the next day, in battle, will be played fortune and life;
for the same reasons, probably identifies the patron god of the manly Hercules Antonio instead of the effeminate, jolly, asian Dionysus / Bacchus;
music, which, as the wind of the Spirit in the Gospel of John, do not know where it comes from and where it goes, is in the air and under the earth, is a phenomenon chthonic and divine, which Eliot refashion further.
Songsbasketball Team Run Out To
From Plutarch Leonard Cohen 2 of the epigrams
The second author we are interested in is William Shakespeare, who, in his Roman plays of argument, it is widely Plutarkians of the narrative. Below is an excerpt from Act IV, Scene III of Antony and Cleopatra.
Alexandria. Before the palace Enter CLEOPATRA
a company of soldiers
FIRST SOLDIER. Brother, good night. Tomorrow is the big day
SECOND SOLDIER. The decisive day. Good luck. Did you hear something strange in the street?
FIRST SOLDIER. No. What?
SECOND SOLDIER. Maybe just a noise. Good night.
FIRST SOLDIER. Good night, sir. [They meet other soldiers] SECOND SOLDIER
. Money, make good guard.
FIRST SOLDIER. You too. Good night. [...] [You hear music under the stage] SECOND SOLDIER. Shut up, what's that noise?
THIRD SOLDIER. Hear, hear!
SECOND SOLDIER. Play!
THIRD SOLDIER. Music in the air.
FOURTH SOLDIER. And beneath the earth.
THIRD SOLDIER. It 's a good sign, is not it?
FOURTH SOLDIER. No.
THIRD SOLDIER. Hush, I tell you! What does this mean?
SECOND SOLDIER. And 'the God Hercules, Antonio worshiped, He's leaving.
THIRD SOLDIER. Come, let's see if other people feel what we feel on guard, too.
SECOND SOLDIER. Altolia, gentlemen!
SOLDIERS. [Talking together] Altolia! Altolia! You will feel?
FIRST SOLDIER. Yes, it is not strange?
THIRD SOLDIER. Do you hear, gentlemen? Do you hear?
FIRST SOLDIER. We follow the noise until we can, we will see how to stop.
SOLDIERS. Okay. It 's weird. Exeunt
Some notations:
Shakespeare setting the scene described by Plutarch among soldiers in a military context, it is primarily a general Mark Antony, the next day, in battle, will be played fortune and life;
for the same reasons, probably identifies the patron god of the manly Hercules Antonio instead of the effeminate, jolly, asian Dionysus / Bacchus;
music, which, as the wind of the Spirit in the Gospel of John, do not know where it comes from and where it goes, is in the air and under the earth, is a phenomenon chthonic and divine, which Eliot refashion further.
The second author we are interested in is William Shakespeare, who, in his Roman plays of argument, it is widely Plutarkians of the narrative. Below is an excerpt from Act IV, Scene III of Antony and Cleopatra.
Alexandria. Before the palace Enter CLEOPATRA
a company of soldiers
FIRST SOLDIER. Brother, good night. Tomorrow is the big day
SECOND SOLDIER. The decisive day. Good luck. Did you hear something strange in the street?
FIRST SOLDIER. No. What?
SECOND SOLDIER. Maybe just a noise. Good night.
FIRST SOLDIER. Good night, sir. [They meet other soldiers] SECOND SOLDIER
. Money, make good guard.
FIRST SOLDIER. You too. Good night. [...] [You hear music under the stage] SECOND SOLDIER. Shut up, what's that noise?
THIRD SOLDIER. Hear, hear!
SECOND SOLDIER. Play!
THIRD SOLDIER. Music in the air.
FOURTH SOLDIER. And beneath the earth.
THIRD SOLDIER. It 's a good sign, is not it?
FOURTH SOLDIER. No.
THIRD SOLDIER. Hush, I tell you! What does this mean?
SECOND SOLDIER. And 'the God Hercules, Antonio worshiped, He's leaving.
THIRD SOLDIER. Come, let's see if other people feel what we feel on guard, too.
SECOND SOLDIER. Altolia, gentlemen!
SOLDIERS. [Talking together] Altolia! Altolia! You will feel?
FIRST SOLDIER. Yes, it is not strange?
THIRD SOLDIER. Do you hear, gentlemen? Do you hear?
FIRST SOLDIER. We follow the noise until we can, we will see how to stop.
SOLDIERS. Okay. It 's weird. Exeunt
Some notations:
Shakespeare setting the scene described by Plutarch among soldiers in a military context, it is primarily a general Mark Antony, the next day, in battle, will be played fortune and life;
for the same reasons, probably identifies the patron god of the manly Hercules Antonio instead of the effeminate, jolly, asian Dionysus / Bacchus;
music, which, as the wind of the Spirit in the Gospel of John, do not know where it comes from and where it goes, is in the air and under the earth, is a phenomenon chthonic and divine, which Eliot refashion further.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Chunky Cervical Mucus In Early Pregnancy
Bindo 2
Here, the second in a series of epigrams of Bindo
ANATOMOPODOLOGIA
Late 20. Railway station of San Giovanni in Persiceto
Bindo, the railroad, in a moment of tired of the trains, about noon, lying down on a bench under the arbor of American grapes for a refreshing nap. E 'late June and very hot. But just can not rest: outside, next to the driver's movement, began a deafening metallic roar. "Christ - he says-but what the fuck happens ..." Quite pissed, gets up and goes to see.
A few meters from the cabin there is a sentry box where the brakeman keep their work tools and a ladder leaning against it on the scale and a boy who fights like a madman on the roof. A tin roof, just think '...
BIND: What's all this noise? What the fuck are you doing ....
boy: I am reiterating the nails ..... I'm very intimidated by repairing ....()
BIND: Who do you work? Who is your boss? You are a company ...?
boy: I am of the firm heel. It 's my master, Heel e. .. (now blocked by the party now in fourth Bindo)
BIND: Ah .. Heel! Calcagno's cousin, the one who broke his Achilles tendon?
boy: (shyly) I do not even know who Achilles Heel and heel ... I only know ... but ...
BIND (sure whether, intimidating) Yeah, yeah, and 'as I say .. I know them ... and also heel and Achilles' Heel: They are my friends. Now you come down and come back in two hours. The train has to pass the leader and you can not do all that mess. I'll talk to us to heel, if you see him my greetings .. Even my best wishes for Calcagno ... My name is Astragalus, understand? Astrologer not: tell him to heel and heel.
boy: and Achilles? (The guy is in full confusion dendritic)
BIND: Achilles is dead, they threw a dart in the ... Heel ... even in the heel.
The boy thanked her, took his tools and walks away. Bindo back on deck, but now there n'ha for little: between 10 minutes to reach the accelerated Bologna.
Here, the second in a series of epigrams of Bindo
ANATOMOPODOLOGIA
Late 20. Railway station of San Giovanni in Persiceto
Bindo, the railroad, in a moment of tired of the trains, about noon, lying down on a bench under the arbor of American grapes for a refreshing nap. E 'late June and very hot. But just can not rest: outside, next to the driver's movement, began a deafening metallic roar. "Christ - he says-but what the fuck happens ..." Quite pissed, gets up and goes to see.
A few meters from the cabin there is a sentry box where the brakeman keep their work tools and a ladder leaning against it on the scale and a boy who fights like a madman on the roof. A tin roof, just think '...
BIND: What's all this noise? What the fuck are you doing ....
boy: I am reiterating the nails ..... I'm very intimidated by repairing ....()
BIND: Who do you work? Who is your boss? You are a company ...?
boy: I am of the firm heel. It 's my master, Heel e. .. (now blocked by the party now in fourth Bindo)
BIND: Ah .. Heel! Calcagno's cousin, the one who broke his Achilles tendon?
boy: (shyly) I do not even know who Achilles Heel and heel ... I only know ... but ...
BIND (sure whether, intimidating) Yeah, yeah, and 'as I say .. I know them ... and also heel and Achilles' Heel: They are my friends. Now you come down and come back in two hours. The train has to pass the leader and you can not do all that mess. I'll talk to us to heel, if you see him my greetings .. Even my best wishes for Calcagno ... My name is Astragalus, understand? Astrologer not: tell him to heel and heel.
boy: and Achilles? (The guy is in full confusion dendritic)
BIND: Achilles is dead, they threw a dart in the ... Heel ... even in the heel.
The boy thanked her, took his tools and walks away. Bindo back on deck, but now there n'ha for little: between 10 minutes to reach the accelerated Bologna.
Chunky Cervical Mucus In Early Pregnancy
Bindo 2
Here, the second in a series of epigrams of Bindo
ANATOMOPODOLOGIA
Late 20. Railway station of San Giovanni in Persiceto
Bindo, the railroad, in a moment of tired of the trains, about noon, lying down on a bench under the arbor of American grapes for a refreshing nap. E 'late June and very hot. But just can not rest: outside, next to the driver's movement, began a deafening metallic roar. "Christ - he says-but what the fuck happens ..." Quite pissed, gets up and goes to see.
A few meters from the cabin there is a sentry box where the brakeman keep their work tools and a ladder leaning against it on the scale and a boy who fights like a madman on the roof. A tin roof, just think '...
BIND: What's all this noise? What the fuck are you doing ....
boy: I am reiterating the nails ..... I'm very intimidated by repairing ....()
BIND: Who do you work? Who is your boss? You are a company ...?
boy: I am of the firm heel. It 's my master, Heel e. .. (now blocked by the party now in fourth Bindo)
BIND: Ah .. Heel! Calcagno's cousin, the one who broke his Achilles tendon?
boy: (shyly) I do not even know who Achilles Heel and heel ... I only know ... but ...
BIND (sure whether, intimidating) Yeah, yeah, and 'as I say .. I know them ... and also heel and Achilles' Heel: They are my friends. Now you come down and come back in two hours. The train has to pass the leader and you can not do all that mess. I'll talk to us to heel, if you see him my greetings .. Even my best wishes for Calcagno ... My name is Astragalus, understand? Astrologer not: tell him to heel and heel.
boy: and Achilles? (The guy is in full confusion dendritic)
BIND: Achilles is dead, they threw a dart in the ... Heel ... even in the heel.
The boy thanked her, took his tools and walks away. Bindo back on deck, but now there n'ha for little: between 10 minutes to reach the accelerated Bologna.
Here, the second in a series of epigrams of Bindo
ANATOMOPODOLOGIA
Late 20. Railway station of San Giovanni in Persiceto
Bindo, the railroad, in a moment of tired of the trains, about noon, lying down on a bench under the arbor of American grapes for a refreshing nap. E 'late June and very hot. But just can not rest: outside, next to the driver's movement, began a deafening metallic roar. "Christ - he says-but what the fuck happens ..." Quite pissed, gets up and goes to see.
A few meters from the cabin there is a sentry box where the brakeman keep their work tools and a ladder leaning against it on the scale and a boy who fights like a madman on the roof. A tin roof, just think '...
BIND: What's all this noise? What the fuck are you doing ....
boy: I am reiterating the nails ..... I'm very intimidated by repairing ....()
BIND: Who do you work? Who is your boss? You are a company ...?
boy: I am of the firm heel. It 's my master, Heel e. .. (now blocked by the party now in fourth Bindo)
BIND: Ah .. Heel! Calcagno's cousin, the one who broke his Achilles tendon?
boy: (shyly) I do not even know who Achilles Heel and heel ... I only know ... but ...
BIND (sure whether, intimidating) Yeah, yeah, and 'as I say .. I know them ... and also heel and Achilles' Heel: They are my friends. Now you come down and come back in two hours. The train has to pass the leader and you can not do all that mess. I'll talk to us to heel, if you see him my greetings .. Even my best wishes for Calcagno ... My name is Astragalus, understand? Astrologer not: tell him to heel and heel.
boy: and Achilles? (The guy is in full confusion dendritic)
BIND: Achilles is dead, they threw a dart in the ... Heel ... even in the heel.
The boy thanked her, took his tools and walks away. Bindo back on deck, but now there n'ha for little: between 10 minutes to reach the accelerated Bologna.
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