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Christmas 2010 Celebration of San Biagio

Two years have passed since the terrible event that private Mamiano of his church and once again the faithful gathered in the rooms of the rectory to attend the Mass of Christmas.
Children and young people of the catechism, during the four Sundays of Advent, distributed to the faithful of the little reminders to encourage family prayer with a different theme each week.
Despite the limited space did not give the boys to set up the crib, made by themselves and using various types of pasta, which was then placed under the altar.

This should be the last Christmas celebrated in a "restricted". In fact, in recent weeks, began the restoration of the church and all hope to be able to see the work move forward with alacrity.

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There is poetry and poetry

The young couple in the bathroom after having made love. She is doing a full bidet, while he is in front of the mirror and you're washing your face. You think of marriage, as the steps come in white. E 'convinced that this time is the right man. He's thinking of the ladies, is imagining cutting the cake. He's dreamy eyes and little hearts all around the head.
He is just as poetic, at least in his opinion. Since it is located in the bathroom with his girlfriend, he hopes that he will withhold the fart that the track is ready to launch. We only need a cough and it would be a disaster. This is poetry for him, because not to fart in the face looks like a gesture of great gallantry.
The same pair, after some years of marriage (yes, she was right!), Finds himself in the bathroom again. They made love and happy. It does not happen more often as it once was, but when it happens ........
He is in front of the mirror and is still laughing for the last noisy and smelly flatulence expressed, so it is bent naked over the sink.
you while you're doing a bidet thinks, "with these ten minutes of sex I should be in place for at least a couple of months."
you women, do not think I'm a little poetic. I consider myself a man with feet on the ground. You man, man I'm talking about here does not exist, there is no need to answer you start farting.

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Goofy: The hairy angel to save me from stress and hormonal cycles

I do the same work for at least fifteen years and I can say that I was sophisticated enough, or as they say in the working skills. I work in IT and have a coach who has always concentrated its time and its objectives to understand what he's doing. In short, I like to investigate!
Now, when they ask me to install a machine to make a configuration, to control "the same problem, I find myself doing the classic work MONKEY! Well, I know Scazzi lost !

But I, at this point, I gained the idea that a real monkey would improve my life a little. Indeed not any monkey: an orangutan!

I also chose the name for this beloved creature: FOO! I can already see when someone comes to ask me "I installed the machine," I I ride without scompormi and the sign language to communicate Pippo what to do and he gets to work happily. For him, that's a point of arrival, while I'm doing it literally every day mold.
I see myself as I browse for porn sites and Goofy that controls the nearby post office and turn all calls to someone else. Yeah, why so much the first thing I teach them is how you download the barrel! There is little you can do without the basics, the world of work will become worse than a jungle ......... better not tell him this, though!
When you enter someone wants to break up with discourses pleasant and unnecessary "Pippo, stall hear goes." Goofy gets there, pretending to listen while he takes the fleas from the hair, while I'm sleeping in my chair richly.
Pippo is the solution to all problems of my life. And with him, then, should I share the music, so double cap.


who contacts me on msn would always wonder if I have to respond, or is talking to the first! And you have always put the satisfaction of all spam emails already deleted? Taught him to saw all the mails that talk about Viagra, "I am a girl from Russia and wants to meet man marriage purpose," "I be your banga and you have to re-enter your codes so I cheat money", etc.. etc..
But the usefulness does not end here, because Goofy me take you home. And in my head is already the image of ' oranghetto leading the dog to do his business. That is pricey, in my head, the monkey holding the leash and meanwhile, walks like a subbuteo player (who has never played subbuteo this thing does not understand, but never mind).
Here's return home, and if my wife has something to break the boxes, I put in front of Goofy, while I sprawled on a chair, "so then he tells me everything."
And bills to pay? Nasty cow, "Foo is' a leap to the post, the truth I am pile of reports to be paid." And I at home, while the orangutan is the row.
would be a little slave, a Filipino 24h on 24 salaried bananas that do a lot of pampering. I see myself while I sleep embraced all cuddling with my dog \u200b\u200b.....

guys would be just a little orangutan the ideal (I gaze dreamily at the moment). I finished with the neuroses and problems with stress. And one day I do not want to go to work, I give the badge to Horace, who knows what he must do, not stupid, and meanwhile I'm off to the sea is so handsome!
So, I decided this: tomorrow I pretend to be really Pippo here with me. Whoever calls me on the phone, I say "look, is already doing Goofy." Or someone comes to ask me something and I said "As part of Pippo him I do." If my wife tells me something, I tell you now "is about co 'Goofy." Well, I pretend that there ...... Goofy here, tomorrow I will have an imaginary orangutan!!
Therefore, if you write me an email or send me a text message, know that to answer might be Goofy, because I might be too busy to do a shit!

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The man, understood as a male, is a really simple behaviors, in his manner of thinking, as a way of life. For a man, the things that matter are 4: the pussy, football, food, and again pussy. For women, it is known, it is not. But what is the problem? She lives a life much more difficult to man, because it must be to fight daily with her hormonal cycles. For many members of the female hormonal cycles these last days, others are so sudden to see the facial expression change continuously in a loop: happy, sad, so so sad, happy, sad, so so, excited, sad , happy, excited.
For a man with a woman like interface is very difficult, but think about two women who have hormonal cycles similar and so fast: they can never communicate peacefully and this explains why many women prefer to be with us, or because the relationships between them based on falsehoods.
The weapon of women is what I call "we-ok-well-no". For a man does not mean anything, but a woman has a very important meaning: "Look what you made me, bastard." Of course, you do not know what it refers to, and they know it well, but even more because you blame YOU SHOULD KNOW!!
The man, in cases like this, must continue to ask "what have you done?" to the bitter end and the woman must continue to say "no!". This is a sign that the woman has put her man
. The correct behavior of man, in my opinion, should be one of the following:

"nothing", "ok! go to a movie"
"nothing", "Thank God, Didst thou appear angry. I go out, see you later."
"nothing", "All right, go to hell"

Unfortunately it would take a book to learn how to handle certain situations and yet no one has ever written. Perhaps, I could be the first, who knows.
Tactics "is-ok-well-no" is an integral part of hormonal cycles and is related to the state of mind "offense", which captures all the sudden changes in facial. In fact, the expression becomes like this: eyebrows lowered, eyes fixed and elusive, arched mouth, hair messed up, to live free. The shame that is causing so much offense can be a serious look at another girl, her voice a little Scazzi, a sigh too much, the memory of bad behavior had fourteen years earlier.
The last point deserves a chapter of the book separately. The chronic shame. I came to the conclusion that the hormonal cycles have a historical memory and are of different kinds. Some hormonal cycles carry the memories of the former and the resulting depression for choosing the wrong man, others carry the memory of a special event. The worst are those that bring all this together. One of those situations where you're all reproach reproached and cursed is the day that you were chosen you and not the other. And in the end you, helpless, you think "but I I just said hello ......".
You man you're reading, how many times have you found yourself having to fight with the hormonal cycles of your partner (or one of your companions?)? And you, woman , reader, how many times have you found to have the strange desire to see your partner died because he dared to, and should not, make a joke about your hair?
For this, I understand people who choose to stay with the men, but I can not understand women who choose to be with women: that is, the hormonal cycles we have them too, but as you thinking you want to be with another? That is, it's as if I were a trigger-happy, I would never want to be with another that likes to shoot his gun on another person!

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Close Encounter of the 3rd kind with the other side .....

I'm on the subway and I'm going on my own and, as every time that I have a book, I look around a bit. I love watching people, trying to see what they read, what shoes they have. I mean, how can I entertain in one of the most useless of the day.
Suddenly I see someone on the other side of the truck, staring at me insistently. The first thought is "Fuck you?". I turn, I pretend to feel nothing but his gaze on me and it gives me very, very annoying. What I find even a little educated, and so the disk with the gaze incacchiato and he continues to stare at me. The make a gesture with his head as if to say "you?". He stares at me.
He was not just a skinny boy, well dressed, at least in their thirties. I turn, I look around, look around, I make vague. Still looking at me, I'm a bastard. I watch it again even more pissed off, I try to strike him. Train all the energy of my body over his eyes, convinced potergli launch lightning from his eyes, but nothing. I committed there, trying to incinerate, use all my energies superhero but nothing. She stares at me.
In my head begins to turn the question "but what does he want here? Why am I fixing? Maybe I know him?". Doubt, when someone looks at me is that I can know, because if I meet her on the street, I could not even recognize my mother. Memory zero. Indeed, if I met you somewhere and I have not welcomed, do not think I'm a bastard. Although I looked at you, probably I have not even seen.
And so, I try to think if this matter seems to me known, if I had met him somewhere, but I do not remember it, do not remember. Damn, still staring at me, I can not do, is giving me a nuisance crazy and I do not know where to look. I support his gaze, still grimacing and threatening movements with his eyebrows? Start staring at your shoes? I look out the window, despite the fact that we're underground? I pretend that I fell asleep on the pole? I
also some anxiety is rising, this will be a murderess? That goes looking for?
Maybe it's better that I try to use my other power, as the lightning from his eyes does not work. So, I try to make myself invisible, but again the results are not very happy.
While I am committed more and more to disappear, my concentration is interrupted: it was moved and is moving. With a mixture of pace and a sparrow from the jaguar moves towards 9 kilos me. Start thinking about how to reject it if he tries to hit me. If he pulls out a knife to steal the chain, I might try to kick him on the balls. I have to be ready, because it is close. I am also planning to strike first, without giving him even a chance to speak and I'm almost convinced me to do when he stops in front of me. "Hello. Where are you going to?". Shit, is trying to tow, can not believe it. Inside my head explode a thousand thoughts. I begin to wonder how he did not understand the looks angry, threatening movements of the eyebrows and partners of the head. You are completely stupid, you can not read body language. In a second, then flashed through my mind in another strange truth: "I looked like the fag." Good grief, but of what I Recchione? They are graceful as an elephant, I look at all women's asses that I pass within five miles. How do you regard me as the other side? I take a cold sweat, I'm not going to look like Mary forever! My manhood is not to be doubted, never!! EVER! Then, I'll explain it with "oh well, at the end hath been thrown out and which has the proven ... a bit blind." The
keep repeating "I'm going by my girlfriend," which I hope the sentence received as "I'm straight, I have nothing against you, but always stay straight." A little sorry not to be homosexual because in the end I was too nice, But just was not my type. Here comes my stop, I greet him, the smile and get down ...... then began to run and run!
I have nothing against homosexuals, even if I turn on TV when two men kiss. But I think that everyone is free to do what he wants with his life, with his body, with his own c. ......... In short, I give a damn to me? But what I do not understand is why I need your fix?

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Why Does My Left Ear Burn

The adventure of one who takes the subway every day under the stars

This morning I was coming to the stairs of the subway and I heard it again. When you do this ride every single day, you learn to recognize the metro (rail and direction, but sometimes who the driver) only by the noise. I feel that is what I had to take because it slows down, so much is shared. I climb the stairs to the dock waiting for me when I get the infamous warning sign: train the next 5 minutes! Bastard! 5 minutes.
Oh well, I do have a reason and I set to the point where it will stop the rear of the train. There's people already and I realize that during the minute of waiting is populated by the platform even more, and will be the usual wagon cattle.
The place where I always stop him on the basis of too many variables: how many girls there are decent in the area. I find the right place, as does my dog's needs during the evening sniffing everywhere, and I start to wait while I look around. To my right, the direction from which the train arrives, there is a tall blonde woman. I think that looks like a beautiful chick, but then turns around and takes me a shot. As a disgusting face and starts staring at me. I explain now why: "surely, no ability of my hair!" I think "I know, me too I would watch them! It seems that I have algae growing on the head." I'm a vague and I forget about her, which, however, continues to look at me. At some
Then comes a girl. It must have been high between the meter and the meter and fifty-five and sixty. He had a pair of red sunglasses when he walked in danger of kicking the frame. But I say, but you You're drinking this morning? Trial was put those glasses that if she licks her lips, must clean the entire lens. But how come unto thee to buy? They are huge and decidedly out of proportion to her slender body. It seems to me crazy, but I enjoy it. Meanwhile
came one that has a hat (and face) from American jazz musician, but white. The fact is that the rest of the clothing has nothing to do absolutely nothing. But, of course, glad you all happy. He's standing there in front of me fixing the property point where the train will arrive. I know it's a real person because he turned his head slightly and in my opinion, has also made a fart because people moved around he has become.
comes the cattle car and people go crazy. As the train comes, you see the faces concentrated, ready to read the best point where to stand and where you can enter. Type player who has to pull the decisive penalty. While the meters in front of us slows down, people start looking at each other with a menacing expression and with eyes throwing challenges to the death. They open the doors and pour it all in goats. I try to move, but now it's all packed and I decide to wait (as usual, to pass immediately after). The cattle truck
swollen again, I turn and I see the same people as before. They're all there and I ask "then who the fuck was up on the train?". Same pax and the same number. It seems impossible, but I no longer see the girl fly. I think maybe it is uphill, but then I realize its lens sitting on his legs crossed. Has run session. You think with those glasses she is doing a grind. Good for her resting: it will be exhausted.
comes another cattle car and again the same faces as before. I feel more an expression to Laurel when he takes off his hat and scratches his head. The doors open and people pour in with a fury that if someone had to go down, surely was sucked. I have nothing to do, according to them, but now the dock is empty: I was just me!! And so 'stupid? I approached the door, trying to pry his arms and push the people with the whole body and can earn a spot of luck, lace lace to the metro. As the doors close I understand that I am having sexual intercourse with multiple hundreds of strangers and unknown. Okay, I resign myself, not so much now it hurts.
As the train departs, a group of kids could not go up and one of these two slaps on the door, stupid and reckless act that causes heart attacks and three four urletti. The people are still asleep and gets scared easily. The type that is next to me began to mutter things like "these kids today are all stupid, all spoiled." I have to hold back the laughter for the stroke suffered by my side those traveling companions and I do not know why I did not blurt out to hear this guy not much older than me who talked like those old men of my time "aaaaaaaaahhhhhh, you guys Today .......". The type
expressed his opinion: "I spoke as a pizza in his face. These young people today have cell phones, have women, computers, money .....". And I thought, "But blessed them, not like me until I was 22 years playing football in the woods like a moron."
I was going to come down and so I said goodbye and he countered. The funny thing is that we got together and we walked close to a piece, but without speaking: now we were back two total strangers.

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The other night I walked with my dog. When the door to the park after dinner, I like to watch the stars. It 'a very significant moment: I am with myself and the dog does a poo. Looking at the night sky, my dog \u200b\u200bwas all committed to push pretty well, I had a crazy thought. I imagined the wolf who goes to do his business at night on a mountain meadow. I saw him smell like an idiot, like my dog, choose the point, load and quit. And while he was in my view, raised his head to the sky and he looked at the stars.
my needs when I do I usually set the tiles on the floor or my shoes. Sometimes I read, I do not have a newspaper, behind the bottles of shampoo or behind the creams and creams that are nearby. Once, in desperation, I began to read again the inscription on the soap "Camay, Camay, Camay .......". The wolf 'problem I did not have it. The wolf says the sky is observed the moon, smell the wonderful smells of the night. I read the soap. Doing a poo is one of the most important moments of the day, sometimes it's the only time that you relax and really think that should be lived a little better.
I imagined, as in a great picture, the wolf intent to do a poo, taken from behind and below. Its erect ears, the nose upwards, while all involved, and a beautiful blanket of stars above him. When I got home, I went to the bathroom, almost hopeful, I raised my head and I've enjoyed the crack in the ceiling and infiltration coming from upstairs. Guys, how sad!
The animals will be even more stupid, be wild, will be less technologically advanced and are not even sex for pleasure (so they say!), but as a poem can not compete in any way, this is a fact!

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Walima Invitation Matter

Even babies and parents: this time the similarities! Each

"They all looked like dad" or "It 's grandmother." Here, these are two phrases that have now learned to say, even the windows of the nest. And even in this post clearly states that the first problem that those poor creatures low and wrinkled face is represented by all those people who are on the other side of the glass: the relatives. And mind you, this issue exceeds even that does not have control of their bladder! If that was not humiliating enough the fact that they can not speak, unable even to sit, to piss in and you have people who regularly cleans up the ass and that will make you burp after every meal!
"He has his grandfather's eyes" is a phrase quite applicant, but I say, how the hell can you say that the eyes of his grandfather? Apart from that not even we can see, for now, but then is so small and like all other babies and the birimbi (the dolls of all colors that seem to babies) that thou you say how did you see a similarity!
Babies are like the Chinese I know 'all the same! You can change the number of wrinkles, perhaps one which has the hair on his head, the other is bald, the other is rich. But otherwise, they are all more or less similar. Yet there are people who see the similarities. There are also people who see the Virgin Mary, for that matter, not that I'm about to review what others see. Simply, the Madonna I've never seen and if one tells me that he sees in me is a little bit of everything automatically look like an idiot. I see them all the same children and those who see similarities with this or that relative, to me they are just frantic. Type the fans in throwing the curve sediolini, after having eradicated. Here, the relatives who see the similarities to me are as follows: frantic.
As I wrote in my first post, everyone can see what they like, may well believe that the Pupetto in the little box looks like a canary than 4 kg, everyone can do as they like. Of course, you are wrong, but is free to make mistakes, as usual. Because I am a very open to ideas.
Then, sometimes, being becomes frantic fanaticism, and usually guilty of being more than all of them are grandmothers! There are grandmothers who have been squabbling in front of the glass of the nest because they both claim that the innocent frugoletto resembles in all respects to their husband. True and their wrestling matches, with other relatives lined up to urge the two women roll on the floor, pulling her hair. Fanaticism is bad, and this kind of people, to prove the case, it would also blow up in the cafeteria.
The truth, my dear grandmothers ultras, I'll let the I: that poor 50 cm high, half bald and maybe even a little pissed off because he has lived until now, it has to be the best and you're doing to understand the that there is no end to the worst, still does not look like anyone!! Yeah, that's right! It looks like the other babies who are in the nest, also similar to the doll Birimbo, but does not resemble either of you, or to anyone else. And even if there was a resemblance, do not think that will last. A child changes the face every single day. Some children also change eye color in 3-4 years. So come on ladies, ricomponetevi, do not say crap and relax. Have just a little patience, maybe wait 6-7 years and then you can already begin to talk about similarities.
If you really want to talk, you say it's good, ask the world how beautiful it is, but please, for heaven's sake, do not look for similarities!!

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Snout is nice to his mom! In Italy all

You'll find the glass front of the nest of a hospital? There are all these little people wrinkled and dependents who move jerkily, twitter, make strange ways. And the great thing is that the strangest animals are behind glass: THE RELATIVES!!
certainly one that comes close to you says "you know, that's my nephew. The nurse told us that it is great! He carried around throughout the department to show it to everyone." While listening, watching the child and think, "but you're stupid? See what I see." Can not get those words from the head, every time you look frugoletto that lying in bed. Why are you convinced that 90% quell'infermiera the bastard has taken him all over the hospital, like the carp fishing contest to take it around to everyone he met: "Look at that monster, you've never seen one so ugly? "·
There are also other cases in the 10% chance remaining. Meanwhile, the nurse, moved to pity, told him that it's nice not to be rude and there is heavy going. Or he could just want to tease. So, anyway, remain fixed in front of the glass and how I see a nurse looks at her and think 'Bastards! Damn, it's just a baby! ".
The truth is that, According to rumors, the vast majority of children was brought into a trophy by a nurse crazy shouting "how beautiful, how beautiful." Here falls the ass! Who is shooting the shit? Grandparents? Parents? Who is it? I want a culprit! And yes, because in almost all cases, that child was raised from the ears like the UEFA Cup could see a model of beauty "normal" to "little if quard nun." And so, in my opinion, the guilty should be identified and this story absolutely must be stopped immediately! I happened
a grandfather (I think it was my grandfather, I hope it was not the father) proud of everything I just reported the mad rush Nurse unfortunate, while I tried not to fix the poor little girl who looked like a kid all spellacchiata. Sure, Porelli, was tender, it was sweet. But it is not that good, at least according to the criteria of beauty that I have.
And then, when there is a newborn baby comes out half of the falsity of the people. Two couples meet, has a wheelchair. Almost certainly, the other woman, watching the baby howls "quant'èèèèèèèèèèè bellaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" but just say goodbye and turn their backs in a hoarse voice exclaimed "kill what is ugly."
From all this analysis I realized a number of very large truth

1) grandparents, when they speak of their grandchildren, they shoot shit galore, but do not do it on purpose: they have only a distorted view;
2) nurses are people who do not deserve that trust and are ready to take the piss;
3) your child should not be raised, to be loved. You have to like you, but when you say "how beautiful", please do not believe it!

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Wednesday, February 3 at 19.00 there was the celebration of Holy Mass in honor of St. Blaise, patron of the parish, which was attended by many of the faithful who crowded the rooms of the rectory. The ceremony was celebrated by Fr Enzo Zardi, whom the bishop has appointed the new parish administrator since February 1.

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Today I was reading interceptions Bertolaso. He gave some to the ripassatine Francesca. But even a Brazilian. Hotel, Saunas. Well done, Chicco. Not with that face I gave you a single penny of trust, but I have to think again.
Going back in time, I think that was the ar Berlusca revels in his house. He too, little one, certainly not a kid, and yet there it was that trumpet like a ferret. He did not face the fucker, but has the money and power right. And also the right tissue, probably. Congratulations to him.
Four months have passed and no one knows if Marrazzo has stopped, but with the trans went there for a lifetime. Of this I do not care a memorial stone, but what we understand from this that, in its way, it gave a lot to do.
One I know (I invent a fancy name: Gianmaria) has dumped his wife for the absurd number of fans he has. Gian trumpet as a monk seal, because when his current girlfriend is not there, he goes to fuck with all the others.
In short, the moral of this story is that in Italy trumpet all ...... why not me?

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We will never happen

One day, walking down the street with my girlfriend the time he met with a couple. They were serious and sad. He looked at me intently and I looked at him. His eyes met mine proved that they were happy and excited. As soon as we had passed them, my girlfriend told me "you saw how sad were those two?" and I answered with confident voice and persuasive "quiet never happen to us."
A period, I had a colleague who told me that his wife gave him to make love twice a year. He called them the " ticket" and had, in fact, two. One fine day he appeared at the office, it was January or February, and said "Pa, last night I used the ticket, even if it is just beginning of the year, but I have resisted. "The next day, still glad I said" Paul, I have not resisted, I have played well the second ticket, so do not think about it until next year. "We did laugh, but I I thought, "I never happen: I will choose a woman who will love me and will always want me."
A phrase that I have ever endured, and which eliminated the marriage ceremony is the famous "until death do you part. "They've taken away, but the meaning is left: only death or you can pull out without disastrous consequences . Meanwhile, the priest said it yourself, he smart, but it did not fit and it was obvious the "not VI asunder." I know how long the priests, nor seen so many and "The Thorn Birds" or "Milingo" nor are they born less and less, fortunately. But why throw
eternity? Why life? You can not do a five-year contract? You can not do that at the end of the contract, the two men look at and decide what to do? We stay together, but this time risposiamoci ok, dear, if you do not mind, let's do the contract by three, you never know. Or, you decide to split up and one back into play, without having to spend a fortune on lawyers, the contract simply expired. Even better, you may decide to have an exchange of loans: I will I give my wife, you give me your year and make a loan without right of redemption, for example, such transfers. Would not it easy? Or, my wife might say "there is a banker who interests me and makes more money than you, will send you to borrow a year from the fourth floor of the girl you like so much." What's wrong with that? I'm not talking about swinging, I'm just talking about BARTER!
few days ago, walking with my wife and crossing a couple. They were very young. He looked at me, she was happy, in love and I thought "poor" and the look I was trying to say "let it go, fuck! But who makes you do Do not even think about to marry her! Do it for me. "He did not understand what my eyes told him, but I understood very well that he was telling me, always alone with his eyes," never happen to me. "
After analyzing them, I said quietly, "I happen, will happen to you! We'll all! I know the fault. "" What about honey? "I asked my wife and I paced" Nothing Nieto. I thought out loud when I was young. "

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Tamil Marriage Invitation Verses In Tamil

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I hate those people who are there and before you start to get their demands you say "excuse the inconvenience, ...". But I say, if you know that disturb me, who come and ask me to do? Leave me not! Or, "I would not bother you ...". And if you do not want to disturb me why you do it? Where'd you get ordered, the doctor? In addition to false, even petty. If a person I do not want to bother you, I just do not: easy no?
The fact that we start with "sorry to bother you" is a way to communicate that you understand, know that you are giving trouble, but really have no choice. This little phrase makes them feel better with their conscience, in my opinion. E ' a moral war, almost as if they need my forgiveness even before you piss me off.
There is one that is there and makes you "I know that I'm bothering, but ........". But if you know why you decided to go on? We enjoy a break .... i c.? It makes you feel better?
Or, the formula that makes me laugh more than "I'm sorry, I really have to disturb you." I disturb you? Why? Who forces you? Take your family hostage and kill unless you do not come here and battered the so-called?
The fact that you realize what you're doing, it means that the answer is really inside you, and it is correct! Wrong there is just the way you operate. You know that if Come here give me trouble, so it is correct, you have a sound understanding of what is right and what is wrong. For this reason, the fact that you do it twice makes you equally guilty, because I burglary Zebedee's well aware of the fact that your work has on my lower parts.
Well, I rebel! The first that comes to me today and tells me "sorry to bother you," I reply "you're on your ass." Maybe he does not understand, but I think at least I feel a little less frustrated!

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a little strange

Yesterday a friend of mine told me about a guy who's the cat depressed. I'm so out of sorts cat was not eating, sleeping forever, he did not do anything, still crying. In short, he lacked only the suicidal tendencies. My friend told me "it was almost finished a cat"! Listening to his story, it occurred to me one of my former colleague, who comes into the office one morning and everything was broken. I ask him what he had and he does "nothing, yesterday afternoon m'è the dog passed out." The poor suffered from anxiety and bulldog that day, for whatever reason, had shaken so much that fainted. I imagined this bulldog collapsing on one side all hard, like in the cartoons of Tom and Jerry and I remember having laughed so much and for so many years ..... indeed, in fact I'm laughing even now that I think.
But then, the Karma has made me pay because I had a dog who was also afraid of his shadow. So now when I'm around beautiful port Maremma white, as you see a person gets scared and tries to escape. A time has run scared as hell about the noise of an envelope. And do not tell you that one night, all alone in the park, watching the moon and the stars and this beautiful atmosphere I have reconciled the landslide of the pot of beans that I ate for lunch: the poor is already white, but it is bleached down even more and I laugh and tell him "quiet, it's just air" (not gliel'avessi ever taught, no longer stops farting, bitch !!!).
and animals, nor know a little bit weird. Type I meet a dog every night and that when he sees all my lies down and wants to "ambushes". Only the fool has run one evening stationed in the road, the stripes! If they had invested would have been classified as suicide dog? We will never know or at least until the next time I meet them in the street.

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A very beautiful woman

That night was perfect. She was a little older than me and I felt for the first time in my life, and secure control of the situation. I knew what I was doing and I also knew that she was very taken by me. Nobody believed that we had an appointment because she was considered too good for me.
looked like a fairy tale. I decided to opt for something simple and she was very happy. We went to MacDonald's and ate sandwiches, laughing, joking, talking about intelligent things, but when I raised my head and looked at her beautiful face, was the horror he had a squirt of mayonnaise on the side of his mouth and made me really sick. Once I felt the stomach and this time was not due to the sandwich. I could not take his eyes off ........ indeed, I could not stop looking at her mouth with that pimple of mayonnaise. Each bite seemed to see Franchino (see Fantozzi), ate like a beast, worse than me.
said nothing, perhaps because I was afraid they might offend or embarrass you, but my disgust grew dramatically. I prayed that God pulisse mouth, but did not, it was disgusting and I wanted to scream. But apart from that, it was really wonderful and I was still incredulous that he was out with me. After
that terrible experience, we went on, finally, and we went for a walk. Then he parked the car in a secluded spot and began, as it were, to have the effusions. But the evening was going to get worse because when my hands turned in silicon, it made me quite sick. I had a retching, like men to love the fake tits? And then when we hugged, I felt a surge of pure disgust on the skin. A matter of chemistry? Damn who cares, I made sense! It had never happened before, but it was so.
endured a few days, trying not to repeat the experience, but then I had to invent something and I told her I needed to be alone, we had over too much, and so on. In short, I made speeches that she had done God knows how many times, those who are a bit all women when you embrace and understand that You disgust. She was angry, of course. Indeed, it pissed as a monkey.
I kept telling myself that I had found a supergnocca and it was not possible to make me sick, but I did, and even a little.
One day, took me aside and began to tell me how she was disappointed. In short, I am insulted and I began to respond with a powerful speech focused on the friendship with which I was able to skillfully turn over the omelette. In the end, I apologized and was happy, hopeful of being able to have some relation with me. But I, I thought I was able to throw water on the fire.
After two days, I do not speak to her, perhaps because he knew I was doing with another idiot, but this is now, another story.
In all this, the biggest problem is that nobody has ever believed that I came out with that piece of girl. This is the only manly regret.

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When I was a teenager I was far more stupid than they are now. And while this might make the reader understand the degree of stupidity of my years dedicated to pimples. With the girls, then, was a true landslide. I remember when I was 19 years (started going out of adolescence, I know) I've had for a short period, a car: 5 doors un'alfasud salmon that I loved deeply and in shambles when I finished I had to give the money earned in the summer. The particularity of this machine was empty as he entered school, but when he went out was packed with people, sometimes not even know, and did the main road in reverse gear, then emptied the bus stop.
Just wandering. One morning I arrived, I parked and opened the rear door to take a backpack when I saw her, the blonde girl that I adore. Was coming from only one walk. We hung out together because we knew an afternoon course. Gonfiai his chest, took the backpack and closed the door. Remained open, so I looked at him and smiling like a complete idiot I opened it and closed stronger, but nothing. It was still open. I opened and closed, reopened and closed, I opened and closed. Opened and closed the door with a speed and strength unheard of. The car rocked as if struck by a storm. Opened and closed, opened and closed, opened and closed. The door remained open while doing this movement, understand, however, the figure of shit (at the time you said "I'm at is' na raw!") I was doing, I began to think that it would be closed .... . Instead, the miracle! Door closed. Out of breath, I turned the key in the lock, I turned and she was watching me and laughing like crazy. I made an expression as to say, "See? I've arranged. "Of course I went immediately to hide under the first stone that I found! Fulminant ..... I was really an idiot like I did to find a wife? Bho!

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boots .....

A woman wearing the boots has a number of points added to his sex appeal. I particularly like the high-heeled boots, preferably outside the trousers. There is a category of women, however, that even I would be a miracle at Lourdes even think of approaching them speak sex appeal.
When one of these stands before you, if you look at your feet you know a fireman who looks pissed off. Generally, keep your legs a little wide and rigid, his feet at 10 and 10.
And then, I say, not enough to pose Rocky Marciano, you put too horrific clothes: a dress of wool tube that reaches below the knee, Ursuline in holiday style. Or, a beautiful olive green skirt fiorelloni giants. I think that even a very feminine woman can be sexy, but they own it strafregano to be surrounded by other 11 billion people.
Other than boots, the diving suit should get ........ and much, sooner or later, will go out of fashion as well!!

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The girl's feet from angelic face, but .......

I was still waiting for the arrival of the subway and in front of me on the quay, there was a girl. It was very nice, I saw his face three quarters. She was very sweet eyes, nice lips, her hair long enough. But not c'aveva ass! Her back legs just began and ended!
was a little plump, but it was fine. His face was his strong point, also had a beautiful expression. But I could not get out of my mind that his backside was totally flat.
I still attracted the gaze, but tried to force myself not to look down.
seemed like a sweet girl, but was a bit pensive, perhaps a little enraged. It was certainly frowned. A face from one photo, a work of art ..... but had no job and in my mind there was only this!

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Recently I went down to the lottery. I downloaded a program that did the stats and I sat there making system upon system, convinced that this time I turned something. I was sure that this time depended on me.
the first system and I'm going to play on Monday. A system of 11 numbers for a total of € 2 and 50. I 1. Glad I decided to double everything: do the two systems of 11 numbers each, total 5 €. Calculating the 22 numbers, 6 drawings I did 1. ONE!! What chance there is that 5 times in a row, beating 22 out of 90 numbers, 6 numbers do not even catch one? Yet it happened! Analyzed these figures I realized two things: either I'm a sfigatone or have rigged the game so I do not win. But most of all, I do not even have the feeling of winning.
The other day I watched "Win For Life "..... I took the board, I looked and felt so umililato that I immediately placed and I'm gone!
to me 'is what it seems to me a great outlet for a ride!!

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But I and the lottery that de Week End?

Why Good Weekend? So 'I American? Can not you just tell me in Italian? No, because you know, we're in Italy! Although sometimes it does not seem, as we have "everything to 99 cents," as the Americans. We have the MASTER, the Texas Hold 'em and a lot of other words. I am no longer a system, are a system administrator and I also do the hard work to say two words instead of one! We are carrying in america. Who have replaced our Halloween with them, mourn their tragedies and celebrate their festivals.
Some people, instead of sending me to hell, I say fuck! If you just can not help it, send me in Italian, at least some satisfaction from the well of me. If I may say in American, I do not try even taste. And above all, but I owe you that answer? "To you too? And if you want to say "thank you, maybe I go after" that I have to study vocabulary or just try it on google translate?
But I know 'I American? I do not think ..... When I was

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The ll command

I used the stupid ll command, that the truth is not an actual command. I used to press three buttons at least. I spent my days doing ll ll . I was stupid.
Now I see people who'll use, what do I think?

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Freedom in my

I consider myself one that leaves plenty of space to the freedoms of others, provided that do not conflict with mine. That is, if you do one thing and not do as I say, you can, but certainly know that you're doing it wrong!
also for ideas is the same concept of liberty: everyone can think whatever he wants to take responsibility for thinking something wrong, if not identical with my thoughts.
short, freedom! Everyone can wrong as they please !!!!!!!!!