Sunday, January 25, 2009

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REASON 3: OUR GOALS ARE WATER FROM ALL PARTIES. EVEN MILK!


Help, the KKK is back!!
There are things - I mean terrible things, I would say "unmentionable" - that the only smell you back in time giving us difficult to heal wounds. Even a single acronym enough to propel this terrible psychological mechanism. This

dear friends happened to me when browsing the Internet, I came across the dreaded KKK.

For the uninitiated, this acronym stands for Ku Klux Klan, or the racist movement in particular in the southern United States, in the '50s and '60s, terrorized black people with murder, violence, oppression and bullying. In fact, the KKK was opposing the Civil Rights movement, through a strong awareness public, said the equal rights between blacks and whites and against their de facto segregation that was considered legal in the country. Major opinion-leaders like Malcolm X and Martin Luther King, who paid their courage in death. But with their speeches and their actions, they managed to awaken the consciousness of millions and millions of whites in the United States of America, who supported the black population to affirm the equality and guarantees equal rights for blacks and whites.


Excellent start, you say, but what does all this Pappardella copy-pasted from Wikipedia with the tectonics at the bottom?

The answer is: absolutely nothing ... except for the fact that the KKK is the measure of that prodigy archi-tectonic that holds that pair of inflamed tonsils. What? How? Ah, no tonsils?

Urca, you're right ... that carelessly question is actually a pair of balloons launched by NASA for the control of testosterone on the globe. Is this or is only a couple of boobs ... and more specifically Sheyla Hershey's breasts.


Brazilian anagrafe 28 years (27 less in the center for the measurement of IQ) Sheyla has risen to the top step dell'ambitissimo Guinness Book of "Records" ... yes, short of the ape-men. You know, the ones with fur, with the club and the cave

family ... Well, that's her, "The thing "has done it! After "only" 8 operations (some of multiplication. The square root is no longer able to perform them. Ndr) was able to reach the KKK, or a cup three times extra large or XL, or XL XL XL or XXXLLL. In other words, her breast is 50% complete ... and silicon in the form of a board of the football pools. The extent of her womb is in fact a "thirteenth" (note the clever pun, eh Ah ah ah ... and on, laugh !!!).

my poor dear, sweet, coglionazza, in addition to immense sequence of multiple orgasms self-published by the look in the mirror, will now also un paio di zavorre da portarsi dietro vita natural durante.

Questo semplice “effetto” di certo Miss-sento-una-vacca-ipertrofica non l’aveva mica considerato. Ma allora a cosa “non” avrà pensato ESSA all’atto della sottoscrizione del contratto chirurgico che avrebbe sollevato i medici da qualsiasi responsabilità in caso di eventuali reclami? Questo noi non lo sappiamo.


Ah, com’è vero, com’è inesplorabile la mente umana, com’è complessa la materia grigia… Si, non si può mai essere sicure di cosa possa passare nella mente di una donna… ma noi questa volta lo sappiamo: nulla. Dicesi nulla, uno spazio vuoto sfortunatamente attached to a vagina. Except mine, because I - I confess - I have long been required to become amorphous like Barbie. But do not tell about, could you point out in court for fraudulent emulation. When you say that life imitates art!


But back to Sheyla, and all women who change themselves, because - I agree - it is not the "how" are big tits, lips and other lips, as the "why" of resorting to these changes.

For me, in fact, Sheyla and Parietti are equal ... and I will tell you, for I could also roll instead of walk. Are curious to understand the "goal", the goal random blend into the head (you have seen, no longer used "mind") of a woman as Sheyla. This is my guess.

At a guess, considering the paucity of synapses with respect, it must have been morbidly attached to a series of platitudes that so little effort we are making in terms of intellectual gymnastics.

And in fact, when we do not know what to say, you know in one of those classic moments of obvious embarrassment - type in an elevator in the company of a stranger - we say the usual crap like "the weather today! You never know what to wear. And if it rains, and you cover yourself, maybe half an hour after the sun comes out and sweating like a tremendous sow. "

Others will simply Spippola her cell phone and pretended to receive phone calls erotic unlikely such as "naughty child, as soon as you see I give you on the ass ... and then Totti to play Gelmini and the Director of Education ... mmm, Ooooo".

Others, driven by the desire to make a good impression, take the opportunity to make conversation "educated" on issues of distressing news, such as "The endosymbiotic theory was first articulated by the Russian botanist Konstantin Mereschkowski in 1905 . Mereschkowski was already aware of the work done by the German botanist Andreas Schimper, that having observed in 1883 as the division of chloroplasts in green plants is reminiscent of cyanobacteria, had proposed (in a footnote on page) that green plants derive from the union of two symbiotic organisms. In 1909 the zoologist Umberto Pierantoni formulated the theory of physiological hereditary symbiosis. Later, Ivan Wallin extended the idea of \u200b\u200bendosymbiotic origin also to the mitochondria in 1920. All these theories were initially left out or refuted. More detailed analysis of cyanobacteria and chloroplasts, performed using electron microscopy, and the discovery that plastids and mitochondria contain their own DNA (which was recognized as the hereditary material of organisms) led to a reassessment of the theory in the sixties The endosymbiotic hypothesis was displayed and circulated by Lynn Margulis "

Usually this is coupled between the second and third floors of any building. Even in the absence of a lift.


bovine But our girl is doing nothing about all this. No, she'll remain quietly meditating all the way ... and continuing to meditate. It does this for a few months, until the synapse right - tired of bouncing load - produces tremendous insight: the only way to avoid awkward silences in the lift is to occupy all cabinotto in that space.


Shit, the girl is awake! I must say, but the project is easier said than done. In fact, after he entered the faculty of architecture, took a specialization in home automation, is beginning to understand that the idea of \u200b\u200ba single-use lift is impractical. No company in their right mind support ... and fell into obscurity after several patents, comes to solving solutions.

In jargon is called "the Islamic variant" which says: "If Mohammed will not go to the mountain is the mountain going to Mohammed."

The sentence starts bouncing in my head ... Hamlet and bounces and bounces almost like an obsession: Mohammed or Muhammad? Mohammed or Muhammad?

Months passed, years and finally that initial question reveals the answer.

After years of painful meditation, doubt had been transformed by ... "Muhammad is not Muhammad?" To "but whether or not I put mo go?", And the answer finally came: mo put, put mo!



And so - saving both ways, with your cake and eat it too, so goes the cat ... and bacon - our Sheyla with only 2 kg of silicone solved the problem of a lifetime. In fact, after the last operation, he saw even the waist.

Abundo Melius quam in deficit, they say in these cases. But I still wonder why not export this concept to the brain?


Some questions are intended to not receive responses. Alas!

Amanda

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

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REASON 2: TAKE ALWAYS THE WRONG ROAD




The career of women is only a matter of blow ass. And the more you have, and so forth.


are far-the times when animals and Moana Pozzi Cicciolina founded the Party of love. Do you remember? In the good intentions of those "multi-purpose animal" was in fact the intention late-Romantic to exhume the obsolete 70s slogan "make love, not war" ... but they, in truth, they would have their way, distributing or venereal disease in the enemy lines where he is not even a ' expired aspirin. Imagine an antibiotic.


Recently, some declared brain-injured can win the war in Iraq handing out blue-viagra pills in exchange for a couple of bullets in less than in their cartridges. Someone tried it, but the only actual result was the increase in imports of porn DVD ... and pomatine against tendinitis in his right hand ... for excessive use of carpenter's tools.


2009 is certainly the year of tardone. With this term a little 'ambitious' call all those women who have started to do the right things at the wrong time. You know, I am a natural law, I think there is a time for everything and enjoy it because I failed to observe the attempts of some good woman who, after having given everything (tits, ass, anus, and cellulitis in abundance) and having taken without parsimony (as she has wasted the silicone did not even Intel) tries to blow hunchback trying to change their philosophy. By materialism and nihilism.


I know, the speech may seem challenging even to those who, like Nietzsche, he made a bulwark of the thought of 900 ... and so I'll spare you the pappardelle and I speak of the fixed stars, the stars and starlets. Let us not lose sight of Frederich
... In recent years, in fact, our greedy mare - reinterpreting the basic elements of the theory of eternal return - and has returned back to us (the DOP have some bad luck) before becoming a stylist, then something very similar to a bis Carfagna. But let's step back and face the term "creative" actress (Meryl forgive us ... as we dared to define it?).


However, at the time of his exploits "stylistic" the Navy - after dancing all represented at the obscenely Bagaglino, causing both a set of enviable hernias to her dancers, night after night forced to carry it from one point to another without the stage that she moved a muscle - he decided to grant her fingers to smooth cellulite B of a mine, causing a sudden increase in sales of the Faber Castell pencils. But our ragggazza is tough, and in the face of someone who has devoted years to this profession and talent, is preparing to launch her own line of lingerie in an event that unfortunately I had to attend a prey to the need to see the miracle that no ... never happened. Some taken for a ride you should not miss it ever ...


The day before the fashion show, at a press conference in which he had summoned all potential stakeholders, he said more or less something like this: I created this collection thinking of women who, like me, love to seduce with sensuality, simplicity and a touch of irony. I will tell you, to hear her speak, I seemed to feel that maybe we would have many opportunities to change his mind about his character.


The day of the event, however, at the entrance, we are given a golden Sportina "elegantly" equipped with a croissant in plexiglass faux-diamond containing a brochure and a thong-ass with a wink diamantino on the ass. I begin to turn up their nose, but the rest calm and take place. The audience is full of licking gay last stage is not required and celebrities from all walks. There was also Simona Ventura, who at the time is not lost even a confirmation.

The music begins, wearing them out one at a time. What can I say? I was speechless, and especially because of the much vaunted simplicity there was not even track, in fact I seemed to witness the casting of the last movie titled Rocco Siffredi highly evocative "whore tour in size 40". I believe if I told you that the brothels of Pigalle in comparison seemed educandati? The girl platinum, in fact, confused clumsy sensuality with sexuality, and the latter with pornography. The few who had the pleasure straight left on the carpet to attend a hectolitre of seborrheic burr, while many gay book 90% of the sample to the final of the drag-queen Award. Then they all cheered and I slipped on the ass of an unfortunate patch of crazy nonsocché of tadpoles. 2 months after he discovered I was pregnant.

Since then, every woman has discovered more slutty than before ... and miracle of miracles, not even to go to Greece.


After "lucky" wheeling and dealing with that beef Cecchi Gori and Valeria arrived on the Island of the famous ... the barrel of gas. It is well known fact that if you are not attached to the cylinder that is difficult surrenders the trick for two weeks. At this juncture, all the world can finally see the lack of photoshop and the thick layer of makeup that characterized it, realizing that maybe they were defrauded lifetime. Their cocks! Here, I'd say this, but, indeed, I believe that because our cocks are, as you know almost a week, Ms. Marino has clearly expressed about his future plans: to become a clone of intelligent Mara Carfagna.

certainly can not say that lack of ambition, you will agree, but this time the two pork legs decided to do a double somersault to be credible in the eyes of the Italians and be able to get a leg- nano minidotato from that of Mr. Banana.


The question "credibility" there are doubts, even with an abnormal brain transplant would be able to convince her that there is some truth that is not a rosemary stuffing ... not to mention that, given the ups and downs' incipient Alzehimer, we may not even believe her. In short, this creature could be the bearer of such arguments? Yes, ok, wishing could give birth to a movement for the opening of the closed houses, or at least make an application to the High Commissioner for the spread of mortadella in all Islamic countries. And if he fails? And if you require us to eat the kebab to death? And if we end up all with the burqa? In short, if you failed to convince Cecchi Gori to marry him, how can he think to convince us to vote on it? Moreover, it did not even touch her breasts which has the ...


The question "nudge" are possible: after having promoted the Carlucci, Mortal Coil, Carfagna, Brambilla, her masseuse, the twins, her maid and the swarm of fans is "disinterested" ready to licking hysterical, after all these examples of good citizenship can be distinguished that the Navy can do it to get the coveted seat. A large chair, mind you ... good for us to stand by her and her simpering Oscar the last stage before the facial paralysis. I wonder if they would pay to silence her? Mystery!


At this point though, I think Mr. B should change the name of his party: PDL to IDV. No, no brakes ... you got it wrong, in Italy Delle Veline no room for anyone else. The space was all made available to the Committee for Protection of cattle in the scent of female menopause. Happy with them ... your

Amanda

Friday, January 16, 2009

How To Compere Function School

It is now evening ...


ED E’ SUBITO SERA
Ognuno sta solo sul cuor della terra
trafitto da un raggio di sole:
ed è subito sera

Da qualche settimana continua a tornarmi in mente questa poesia del magnifico Salvatore Quasimodo, in cui si sente la disperazione dell’intero genere umano davanti alla morte, una solitudine che annienta.
Eppure c’è qualcosa che mi fa vedere oltre questo tramonto, oltre questo ultimo raggio di sole, so che vicino a me c’è qualcuno che guarda lo stesso tramonto, qualcuno che socchiude gli occhi per guardare lo stesso raggio di sole e che all’unisono gira lo sguardo per guardarci negli occhi, magari per piangere insieme, ma insieme address all possible problems.

For two weeks have voluntarily left alone to let me cut to be a ray of sunshine waiting for the arrival of the evening.
I have voluntarily declined to give my love a moment of pain, holding only for me.

During this time I'm doing a whole series of investigations in anticipation of starting a new therapy, called "organic," a drug "DNA recombined, a chemotherapy agent that can stop the psoriatic arthritis that is slowly ruining my joints but, being a drug that could activate dormant potential outbreaks of tuberculosis, or waking possible lymphoma, I had to do blood tests and x-rays.
Right on the chest radiograph shows a nodular you suspect. Panic!
But keep silence. Until there is absolute certainty that this is not an error radiographic prefer to keep the secret.
course are a little 'tense and this Cicitto not realize it, but why put it first in anguish if we are not sure what it is?!
He has already had far too much suffering, that I can save!

Wednesday I can no longer keep the secret and and talk. PANIC!
I was right not to speak! Last night

Cicitto came home and, as always, we made love. Then, tired, I fell asleep in his arms ... and it was amazing! Knowing he could leave the arms of someone who watches over you is wonderful! Quasimodo

Maybe he was wrong.
We are not alone in the heart of the earth. Certainly not me, because I have close to a wonderful man who shares with me every time, even if the human fear of facing the unknown. But if we face it together, there will always be a new dawn, to illuminate our journey together!

My Love forgive me if I did not have the immediate trust in you, but I just wanted to protect you, I just wanted to spare you unnecessary grief.
I am absolutely optimistic and I know it will work in una bolla di sapone che non lascia traccia dietro di sé.
Lunedì la dottoressa mi darà il responso su questa fantomatica macchia sul mio polmone e so che potrebbe richiedere una TAC di controllo per estremo scrupolo, ma so che non si evidenzierà nulla di negativo.

Ad ogni tramonto c’è sempre una nuova alba ed un nuovo giorno pieno di luce e di calore… pieno d’AMORE… pieno di TE, Vita Mia!!! Pieno di NOI!!!
Grazie per Esserci e per non lasciarmi solo nella notte del mondo, quando gli altri si abbandonano alla disperazione della solitudine ed invece io sono abbracciato a te ad aspettare che il sole torni a brillare su di noi, abbracciati, che abbiamo appena fatto l’Amore, to catch your breath before you start to do it again and again and again ...

"No one is alone in the heart of the world
until he is pierced by the sun Love
night ... and never will be."

I greet you and hug you . You, Sal.


Friday, January 9, 2009

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REASON 1: WE ARE NOT THE BEST MAN ...


Stakhanovism of the past. Perhaps best crochet

The gentle maiden nella foto - di cui potete apprezzarne i morbidi lineamenti e quel sorriso magistralmente celato sotto quell’aria da leggiadro Pittbull mescolata con quello di certe maliarde spagnole la notte prima della corrida – si chiama Manuela Terracciano.

La sua biografia ufficiale la vede, sin dalla tenera età di 7 anni, impegnata fattivamente a lavorare nell’azienda di famiglia… e questo a scapito di una sana educazione religiosa che le avrebbe consentito di girare il mondo a cavallo di una paio di comodissime infradito in pelle.

Le cronache del tempo la immortalano, 8 anni dopo, per le vie dei Quartieri spagnoli alla ricerca di una buona estetista capace di eliminare dal suo volto quella sottospecie di manubrio di folte eyebrows and that set of counterfeit designer bags at the base of the eye. You know, working on never taking a moment he goes to meet annoying blemishes including obesity psychosomatic level A (Aridaglie magnificent as my little one!)

past the age-old question of schools, the saccharine Manu is convinced by his father (behind lavish pocket money) to enter the holding Chez Mariano, initially as a simple secretary officer to the switchboard and the disappearance of an impressive number of pastarelle the tray break-lounge.

Soon, thanks to the innate qualities of forced persuasion, began to prefer more activity, say, female, including the transcription of SMS in linguaggio cifrato, passando – in men che non si dica - al settore “pizzini & intimidazioni”; settore certamente più confacente a quel suo prodigioso talento creativo, ma soprattutto alla sue mise da camionista incazzata nonché a quell’aria da bava alla bocca circondata da orecchie, naso e bocca.

Grazie al suo indomito spirito di sacrificio e agli straordinari risultati di performance, nel 2005 - a soli 19 anni - viene premiata dalla Repubblica Italiana quale Cavaliere del lavoro per aver organizzato la più grande campagna intimidatoria per la regione Campania e per aver consegnato personalmente più di 1500 pizzini nell’arco di 24 ore, saltando a piè pari colazione, pranzo e dinner. When you say female self-denial!

A year later, caught by the divine fire for mis-knowledge (in the South no one know anything about anything) is part of the Faculty of Arts, University Federico II, peremptorily deciding to send fuck the philosophy and focus only on letters: letters blackmail, threatening letters, letters to the plastic Christmas, letters of dismissal and white philology obituary. Imagine, within a couple of months he wrote at least five hundred, some of which have entered the history of the Pulitzer Prize. Here is the most famous: "Today has failed Furfarielli Pasquale, known to the underworld by the nickname O 'Previdente. The relatives and friends all remember him for one of its best I do not believe in an afterlife, however, always carry spare underwear with me. "

Last year, bored by the pace too slow and the routine operation begins to move towards a new renaissance that will see training in the field "use and misuse of weapons." Salvatore Papa could not desire better fate for his "uagliuncella and dad."

However, despite the good intentions of joining a very prestigious job profile, the whole operation sinking miserably, and this mainly because of wrong choice of the weapon. You know, The weapon has always been the preserve of women and she, to avoid possible charges with the justice system, it decided to get a job at Circque du soleiel tasks pitcher with knives, actively contributing to the extinction of all whore-all- thighs-and-tits-moulin-rouge-style purposely to keep from making a firm target. And so, between a funeral and another, decides to throw himself headlong into the lap of firearms.

The days pass quickly, the months and seasons follow one another so electrifying in robberies, murders and score-settling, and our Manu-hearted (she hated the pain ... This was specialized in the "coup de grace" the neck), despite indications of marksmanship, stops a moment to practice at the shooting range. It is rumored that should spend no less than 14/15 hours between profiles of paper and human subjects. Strange to say, however, does not feel fully realized. We women, we all know, we gently complicated, more and more excited ... let it be! In short, he feels that there is still one final step to achieving dell'agognata perfection ... and then she would be happy. As blame her? And besides it's too easy to hit a sitting target ... in short, and it takes?!
His dream was in fact hit the target without taking aim ... not easy to do, you will agree? But
One day, fate decided to run towards.

Naples, in December 2008. Preparations were preparing for the new year, and a group of mothers - tired of being sodomized by their husbands for free, even during religious holidays - devised a Machiavellian plan: call a "love strike" against those mascalzoncelli that would have disfigured the air on January 1 with a series of Chinese firecrackers not even good for blowing up a heart condition. Ah, what do you do for an evening to crochet spignattare bucolic!

However, this group of scoundrels suffraggette had coined a motto for New Year's Eve Pops, abstinence throughout the year.
Now, apart from the bad slogan of creative inspiration, the idea was awkward in itself, in short, imagine how many other women (perhaps in a life of abstinence) could take advantage of a bunch of horny males in search of a hole where any the fledgling park bored ... and of course our little girl is not just that it was Claudia Schiffer.

Manu, in fact, appalled by this laxity and indolence this work typically southern wasted no opportunity to tell the world that the South, among so many lazy, someone is working. The New Year's Eve. Another strike that!

shame, really, that Oscar was missing a certain "vision" of things ... in short, change specialization at the last minute is never good! Fuck! It takes, like, a certain capacity to manage change ... and then, sorry, from that world and the world stray bullets do business? I

some women just do not understand: they are always a big mess to overcome the men and then I fall for the "possible fraud". What a waste of talent!

Fortunately, dear Manu, you'll have plenty of time to rifarti kit hereditary ... maybe stripes. But fear not, I will pray for you: Santa Maria Capua Vetere, think about you. Amen.

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Maturity is too ....


Although no longer Natel I saw "Little Lord" ... and down into tears like a fountain ...

I could not help but think back to Christmas past, and Cicitto me.

The holidays are past, we have also lived separate the Epiphany, but yesterday evening, we exchanged the shoes and then we did a "little love" and then after dinner we saw "Breakfast at Tiffany's."

Today, after a tiring day, I arrived home, but I could not stop myself and I put the DVD of the Christmas movie par excellence, since I have not yet had time to remove the decorations.

addition to the cast in tears, I made some remarks.
The mother is the center of the life of a man and a father figure can not be ruled out.
You try to be even better than you think to us.
After all, do not claim to be accepted.
The Friends are crucial.
not ask more than to be loved.

Forse è poco, ma durante il film le idee erano migliori!!!

Ieri sera, guardando “Colazione da Tiffany” con Cicitto, altre idee mi erano venute.
Audrey Hepburn è davvero un’icona.
Ciascuno è alla ricerca del suo “Amore senza nome”.
Io Amo ed Adoro il Mio Cicitto.
La vita vissuta come sogno ci porta sempre alla realtà, per dura che sia, ma ci permette di trovare l’Amore.


Parole sconnesse…

Forse sono davvero stanco…ma quando penso che mi sono riconosciuto in molti atteggiamenti di mio padre: come quando mi metto a piangere guardando un film, quando mi acciglio; come quando aggrotto the opposite, in moments of anger, as when they are severe against those who are not working as it should ... Well have a copy of my father.
Of course there are the emotions of my mother, and his compassion and his ability to mitigate the situation: My mother is a great mediator, one who knows how to handle situations, if it means sacrificing a bit 'of herself, but for love the tranquility of the family.

This is not a session of psychoanalysis.
Surely it is a session of analysis myself.

After all, we are the combination of all those who have created and has grown and educated.
Luckily, I was generated by two good people who maybe do not understand always among them, who contrasts, but that they love and who love their children.
I had some difficulties to appreciate my father, but the maturity of that too.
I overestimated my mother, but the maturity of that too.
I found a balance, but also the maturity of this ....
Now I know that my father is not as hard as it seems and that my mother is not as tender as it seems and that I am a bit 'hard and a bit' tender ... and maturity from this as well.

Cicitto In my relationship, I realize that I put in place what they are.
are tender and emotional, even for a movie.
am critical and severe, perhaps too much.
They are condescending, even when I want to do it my way.
I am a mediator in situations where a war could break out.
I sacrifice myself for the sake of our love, our families. A small family, made only two of us, but a family full of love and done.


Maybe maturity is this!

I realize that my psychoanalytic sessions do the front of the television, watching the classics, but reflecting on what I see and I think.
I remember one time, I wrote a letter to the "Maurizio Costanzo Show", thinking of participating, which began: "I am a guy who thinks ..."
Well ... I'm just a guy who thinks ... and that sometimes he writes.
Now I had the opportunity to share my thoughts with you and with my love.

But now it is better to close.
I greet you and hug you. Yours, Salvo.

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9 good reasons to suppress the ambitions of March 8

starting today a series of posts titled highly cryptic "9 GOOD REASONS to suppress the March 8: OR, WHAT WE ALL NEED TO KNOW TO SAVE THE MIMOSA SPRING FROM DEFORESTATION USELESS IN A SUNDAY AS THE OTHER"
The new year began with a hymn to beauty surgery but should not fixate on these things ... I could be accused of hidden advertising of inflatable boats for yachting.
State tuned!

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Thrush In The Bladder

LADY FRANKENSTEIN



The year 2008 ended with a flourish ... although the word "beauty" does not render exactly the idea of \u200b\u200bwhat I want to talk. The

2008 è stato l’anno dei primati… e dei neandertaliani, sì, insomma degli uomini-scimmia. Tra questi - tra quelli di sesso femminile - ha spiccato certamente lei: Brigitte Nielsen, ovvero la Lady Zeppelin degli anni ’80 per la sconcertante rassomiglianza delle sue protuberanze bovine con le generose forme aerostatiche.

Dopo un ventennio trascorso balzando da un letto all’altro dei più noti cerebrolesi muscoloidi di Hollywood, la danesina tutta tette e… e… e basta ha deciso di associarsi al club delle devote di Lourdes per chiedere un miracolo: tornare bella come a vent’anni. Non vorrei dire, ma io la Nielsen di vent’anni me la ricordo, eccome: era un mix anoressico di asse da stiro Seen in profile, style Dumbo ears, and teeth beaver style Chip and Dale. So it was, but I am not sure that she alluded to this in his draft physical rebirth. Yes, only that ... because of the rubbish that is leaking from the mouth can not think of any other variant.

Well, then you? He emigrated to the U.S. to make a fortune and there - after inspiration from the Foppa Pedretti for the anatomical hook - he stumbled and slammed into silicon legs Sly (still evident in confusion for the wide range of roles recited. Rambo Rocky, Rambo 2, Rocky 2, Rambo 3, Rocky 3, Rambo 4, Rocky 4 ... and so on up to old age).

After a couple of movies that have left traces in the basement of some unfortunate video library, the career of our cows ... er, two-legged cow began to undergo an "unpredictable" down ... and yes most times he had fought in the Oscar Meryl Streep.

council level "dig-dig to fifth husband, the fourth son and seventh in the cup size, Gitte was taken from the world of exact science defines as" intuition "... - Female, of course - better known as the square of the psychological circle (the circle is known is a full figure ... and she only has full breasts, because the brain is unfortunately a studio mackerel). She, in fact, no longer satisfied with her body mumbled neurologically ("thinking" is not a concept that belongs to her) like a physical rebirth that could give new momentum ... and I thought that a jump from the cliff could un'irta enough. Never despair, maybe one day decide to "pull" a shot in the head ...
We are all waiting impatiently for this day.

I'll tell you, is not that the news that Nielsen has impressed me, but since she has given so much trouble to tell the world his IQ (in deadly competition with that of Stone) ... why waste this opportunity to speak of the progress of intellectual regression "certain" women (shit, how many genitives!)? I am not referring of course to ordinary mortals, but only to those who have money to show that they are idiot ... because the money already eh are truly for all.

Anyway, I sat quietly on a vane of the PC, when I suddenly stumbled on the picture Of this creature (see above). No shock, mind you, just one question, which I can not even answer to "why?"
After several mental masturbations - accompanied by full-bodied orgasms creative - I have come to some formidable hypothesis:
1 - Why our heroine (who knows how to sniff it will accept such a contract) has all of a sudden decided to devote himself to cinema Gothic-style late-nineteenth-century positivist (the taste for the gorge still has a fan!)
2 - because the flesh is weak ... and most of sagging, drooping, and other pleasant adjectives relativistic. Good Einstein had fully understood the gravity of the unbeaten ... you feel like pulleys!;
3 - because the proceeds from the sale of excess fat can contribute actively to the construction of a mental health center for starlets bitches good only for silent cinema (art house that nostalgia!)
4 - because Playboy has already booked for an insert highly philosophical science entitled, such as: "Reminiscences of a teenage cow to its last attempt to get back on top sci-fi"
5 - because Sly has decided to make the sequel of the Mummy without spending a dollar for makeup and special effects;
6 - why - ultimately - their dicks are ... especially those idiots who will be able to draw on her imagination pedophile;

but mainly because the wolf whoops ... and Brigitte "howl".

And if you think this is the worst that we can wait ... you are in bell could rain!

Happy 2009!

Ps: tell your daughters and your mates do not do the same. Coldiretti has lost his appeal against quotas. The EC said that in Italy there are already too cows.