Life Bar ep. 17 Less than a month ago
Big Boss Roi and Bosh are meeting with a senior officer of Interstate Pol
's making them difficult to reject a proposal: half a million to organize a raid and capture some dangerous criminals who frequent the restaurant.
They do not even wonder why the Interstar Pol ask permission to do something like that that have already accepted.
The day after the Interstar has already placed all the miniature cameras that are used.
not have time to spend twenty days is run blitz. Blitz
I now have the opportunity to review, thanks to the double of Big Boss.
The soldiers finished their selection: Twenty-seven people, almost all of northern Venus, were taken to the floating structure.
At one point, everything vibrates. The tug is taking away the floating structure.
Fast Forward. A few seconds after it stops, the military invite all, by hook or by crook, to get off the barge. Change
view. Are loaded onto a ferry Interstate Pol
someone resists and is therefore used the butt of guns as a means of persuasion.
After a few minutes are all on the ferry.
The ferry departs.
Another change of view: from the ferry.
The situation is fairly static, fast-forward.
Skip a few seconds and change something. Let
Fico Barboza Dress tiered distributed passports to alleged arrested. We see their faces
jubilant after first incredulous. We see the Venusian northern
down and come aboard other small vessels that go away quickly.
Then we see the boat explode somewhere in the Mediterranean.
seems to see a good action movie, but it's registration of the blitz and I Grinij we are looking at his computer.
's all documented and seems to agree with what the same Fico Barboza told me a few hours ago, when I saw him exit the elevator. Fico
Barboza is the twin brother of Big Boss. Fico
Barboza, a few years ago, he escaped to Argentina and has changed its name. Fico
Barboza, now, impossible missions organized to rescue and give new identities to political refugees from the Pol Interstar research under consideration for the various states.
He says all this and gives me an access code to be able to see all the records of the blitz.
In those two minutes you talk to me, Big Boss is on the phone and watch the sea. When Barboza
Fico leaves the Boss closes the phone and turns.
-greets you your brother, I say.
-What? He says. Barboza-
greets you.
He remains incredulous, if you do not understand a joke or if I know something. But I hasten to
Grinij house to see the good movie that I suggested her brother.
End game, end of history and return to the normal course of things. Maybe ...
Sunday, February 28, 2010
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Life Bar ep. 17 Less than a month ago
Big Boss Roi and Bosh are meeting with a senior officer of Interstate Pol
's making them difficult to reject a proposal: half a million to organize a raid and capture some dangerous criminals who frequent the restaurant.
They do not even wonder why the Interstar Pol ask permission to do something like that that have already accepted.
The day after the Interstar has already placed all the miniature cameras that are used.
not have time to spend twenty days is run blitz. Blitz
I now have the opportunity to review, thanks to the double of Big Boss.
The soldiers finished their selection: Twenty-seven people, almost all of northern Venus, were taken to the floating structure.
At one point, everything vibrates. The tug is taking away the floating structure.
Fast Forward. A few seconds after it stops, the military invite all, by hook or by crook, to get off the barge. Change
view. Are loaded onto a ferry Interstate Pol
someone resists and is therefore used the butt of guns as a means of persuasion.
After a few minutes are all on the ferry.
The ferry departs.
Another change of view: from the ferry.
The situation is fairly static, fast-forward.
Skip a few seconds and change something. Let
Fico Barboza Dress tiered distributed passports to alleged arrested. We see their faces
jubilant after first incredulous. We see the Venusian northern
down and come aboard other small vessels that go away quickly.
Then we see the boat explode somewhere in the Mediterranean.
seems to see a good action movie, but it's registration of the blitz and I Grinij we are looking at his computer.
's all documented and seems to agree with what the same Fico Barboza told me a few hours ago, when I saw him exit the elevator. Fico
Barboza is the twin brother of Big Boss. Fico
Barboza, a few years ago, he escaped to Argentina and has changed its name. Fico
Barboza, now, impossible missions organized to rescue and give new identities to political refugees from the Pol Interstar research under consideration for the various states.
He says all this and gives me an access code to be able to see all the records of the blitz.
In those two minutes you talk to me, Big Boss is on the phone and watch the sea. When Barboza
Fico leaves the Boss closes the phone and turns.
-greets you your brother, I say.
-What? He says. Barboza-
greets you.
He remains incredulous, if you do not understand a joke or if I know something. But I hasten to
Grinij house to see the good movie that I suggested her brother.
End game, end of history and return to the normal course of things. Maybe ...
Big Boss Roi and Bosh are meeting with a senior officer of Interstate Pol
's making them difficult to reject a proposal: half a million to organize a raid and capture some dangerous criminals who frequent the restaurant.
They do not even wonder why the Interstar Pol ask permission to do something like that that have already accepted.
The day after the Interstar has already placed all the miniature cameras that are used.
not have time to spend twenty days is run blitz. Blitz
I now have the opportunity to review, thanks to the double of Big Boss.
The soldiers finished their selection: Twenty-seven people, almost all of northern Venus, were taken to the floating structure.
At one point, everything vibrates. The tug is taking away the floating structure.
Fast Forward. A few seconds after it stops, the military invite all, by hook or by crook, to get off the barge. Change
view. Are loaded onto a ferry Interstate Pol
someone resists and is therefore used the butt of guns as a means of persuasion.
After a few minutes are all on the ferry.
The ferry departs.
Another change of view: from the ferry.
The situation is fairly static, fast-forward.
Skip a few seconds and change something. Let
Fico Barboza Dress tiered distributed passports to alleged arrested. We see their faces
jubilant after first incredulous. We see the Venusian northern
down and come aboard other small vessels that go away quickly.
Then we see the boat explode somewhere in the Mediterranean.
seems to see a good action movie, but it's registration of the blitz and I Grinij we are looking at his computer.
's all documented and seems to agree with what the same Fico Barboza told me a few hours ago, when I saw him exit the elevator. Fico
Barboza is the twin brother of Big Boss. Fico
Barboza, a few years ago, he escaped to Argentina and has changed its name. Fico
Barboza, now, impossible missions organized to rescue and give new identities to political refugees from the Pol Interstar research under consideration for the various states.
He says all this and gives me an access code to be able to see all the records of the blitz.
In those two minutes you talk to me, Big Boss is on the phone and watch the sea. When Barboza
Fico leaves the Boss closes the phone and turns.
-greets you your brother, I say.
-What? He says. Barboza-
greets you.
He remains incredulous, if you do not understand a joke or if I know something. But I hasten to
Grinij house to see the good movie that I suggested her brother.
End game, end of history and return to the normal course of things. Maybe ...
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
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Life Bar ep 16 part II Who is Fico Barboza
Another night spent give drink to scientists standing in the way the night of the blitz.
But this night, someone knows something more: I know Michelle and Grinij of being spied on for more than thirty micro-cameras.
Thirty-six to be exact. When
Grinij, yesterday, found the source, the handset has divided into thirty-six views of the Star Wars universe.
And one was right behind us who play with.
-E 'the source here. He told me Grinij, with its emphasis of the East.
-Here at the Star Wars bar.
Now I know that someone was watching and I know that someone knows that we know. Not
much, but at least now we can spy on those who light by bouncing the signal from the micro-cameras from the office computer to that of Grinij. Peter
the counter has the usual fans, while on my side there is a panda, a whore and a pimp with his uncle with his granddaughter in his thirties.
Panda wants his usual Jack served with the addition of cola.
-Jack and cola, I say.
-No. Jack with the addition of cola. It reaffirms him. The
whore engages a customer, Anglophone who goes all happy, perhaps because he does not know what it will cost and jelly order now a bottle of Berlucchi with the money you cash out.
uncle and niece ordered two red East.
They speak with a English accent.
while you prepare the cocktail peek their shoulders.
It is no coincidence: Fico Barboza, says the brand of their t-shirt.
-Yeah. She says. We are many and diverse.
-What do you want?
-you understand a few things.
-Type?
-What if you get kicked between the legs a transvestite, you're hurting the same. Uncle says Barboza.
tasted the drink.
-Ce had said that you do good. Thank you, I say. And walks away. Michelle
I call home.
-okay?
-Yes, why?
tell her what happened. The also say to be careful.
The night passed off with some anxiety but Barboza uncle and niece do not see them anymore.
Giubeca and others are evicting the club from the latest troublesome pain in the ass.
I uncorked a beer when the phone rings. E 'Grinij front of a computer that is watching us from his home.
-DIMM.
-Sai who is now in the office to check the records of the blitz?
-No. Obvious.
-Big Boss.
-What the fuck are you saying? Big Boss is in the parterre, the phone, as usual.
-It 's also true. I see it.
-I do not understand. I tell him.
-Me neither, but look who is going up with the elevator.
-I ride, the elevator door opens and I find myself in front of Big Boss look-alike.
-Ola, all right? Looks like you've seen a ghost. I say with a clear emphasis English.
I look around: it's me and two Big Boss. No one else. Apart
Grinij, which is watching us from up there ...
Another night spent give drink to scientists standing in the way the night of the blitz.
But this night, someone knows something more: I know Michelle and Grinij of being spied on for more than thirty micro-cameras.
Thirty-six to be exact. When
Grinij, yesterday, found the source, the handset has divided into thirty-six views of the Star Wars universe.
And one was right behind us who play with.
-E 'the source here. He told me Grinij, with its emphasis of the East.
-Here at the Star Wars bar.
Now I know that someone was watching and I know that someone knows that we know. Not
much, but at least now we can spy on those who light by bouncing the signal from the micro-cameras from the office computer to that of Grinij. Peter
the counter has the usual fans, while on my side there is a panda, a whore and a pimp with his uncle with his granddaughter in his thirties.
Panda wants his usual Jack served with the addition of cola.
-Jack and cola, I say.
-No. Jack with the addition of cola. It reaffirms him. The
whore engages a customer, Anglophone who goes all happy, perhaps because he does not know what it will cost and jelly order now a bottle of Berlucchi with the money you cash out.
uncle and niece ordered two red East.
They speak with a English accent.
while you prepare the cocktail peek their shoulders.
It is no coincidence: Fico Barboza, says the brand of their t-shirt.
-Yeah. She says. We are many and diverse.
-What do you want?
-you understand a few things.
-Type?
-What if you get kicked between the legs a transvestite, you're hurting the same. Uncle says Barboza.
tasted the drink.
-Ce had said that you do good. Thank you, I say. And walks away. Michelle
I call home.
-okay?
-Yes, why?
tell her what happened. The also say to be careful.
The night passed off with some anxiety but Barboza uncle and niece do not see them anymore.
Giubeca and others are evicting the club from the latest troublesome pain in the ass.
I uncorked a beer when the phone rings. E 'Grinij front of a computer that is watching us from his home.
-DIMM.
-Sai who is now in the office to check the records of the blitz?
-No. Obvious.
-Big Boss.
-What the fuck are you saying? Big Boss is in the parterre, the phone, as usual.
-It 's also true. I see it.
-I do not understand. I tell him.
-Me neither, but look who is going up with the elevator.
-I ride, the elevator door opens and I find myself in front of Big Boss look-alike.
-Ola, all right? Looks like you've seen a ghost. I say with a clear emphasis English.
I look around: it's me and two Big Boss. No one else. Apart
Grinij, which is watching us from up there ...
Multiplication Chart Study
Life Bar ep 16 part II Who is Fico Barboza
Another night spent give drink to scientists standing in the way the night of the blitz.
But this night, someone knows something more: I know Michelle and Grinij of being spied on for more than thirty micro-cameras.
Thirty-six to be exact. When
Grinij, yesterday, found the source, the handset has divided into thirty-six views of the Star Wars universe.
And one was right behind us who play with.
-E 'the source here. He told me Grinij, with its emphasis of the East.
-Here at the Star Wars bar.
Now I know that someone was watching and I know that someone knows that we know. Not
much, but at least now we can spy on those who light by bouncing the signal from the micro-cameras from the office computer to that of Grinij. Peter
the counter has the usual fans, while on my side there is a panda, a whore and a pimp with his uncle with his granddaughter in his thirties.
Panda wants his usual Jack served with the addition of cola.
-Jack and cola, I say.
-No. Jack with the addition of cola. It reaffirms him. The
whore engages a customer, Anglophone who goes all happy, perhaps because he does not know what it will cost and jelly order now a bottle of Berlucchi with the money you cash out.
uncle and niece ordered two red East.
They speak with a English accent.
while you prepare the cocktail peek their shoulders.
It is no coincidence: Fico Barboza, says the brand of their t-shirt.
-Yeah. She says. We are many and diverse.
-What do you want?
-you understand a few things.
-Type?
-What if you get kicked between the legs a transvestite, you're hurting the same. Uncle says Barboza.
tasted the drink.
-Ce had said that you do good. Thank you, I say. And walks away. Michelle
I call home.
-okay?
-Yes, why?
tell her what happened. The also say to be careful.
The night passed off with some anxiety but Barboza uncle and niece do not see them anymore.
Giubeca and others are evicting the club from the latest troublesome pain in the ass.
I uncorked a beer when the phone rings. E 'Grinij front of a computer that is watching us from his home.
-DIMM.
-Sai who is now in the office to check the records of the blitz?
-No. Obvious.
-Big Boss.
-What the fuck are you saying? Big Boss is in the parterre, the phone, as usual.
-It 's also true. I see it.
-I do not understand. I tell him.
-Me neither, but look who is going up with the elevator.
-I ride, the elevator door opens and I find myself in front of Big Boss look-alike.
-Ola, all right? Looks like you've seen a ghost. I say with a clear emphasis English.
I look around: it's me and two Big Boss. No one else. Apart
Grinij, which is watching us from up there ...
Another night spent give drink to scientists standing in the way the night of the blitz.
But this night, someone knows something more: I know Michelle and Grinij of being spied on for more than thirty micro-cameras.
Thirty-six to be exact. When
Grinij, yesterday, found the source, the handset has divided into thirty-six views of the Star Wars universe.
And one was right behind us who play with.
-E 'the source here. He told me Grinij, with its emphasis of the East.
-Here at the Star Wars bar.
Now I know that someone was watching and I know that someone knows that we know. Not
much, but at least now we can spy on those who light by bouncing the signal from the micro-cameras from the office computer to that of Grinij. Peter
the counter has the usual fans, while on my side there is a panda, a whore and a pimp with his uncle with his granddaughter in his thirties.
Panda wants his usual Jack served with the addition of cola.
-Jack and cola, I say.
-No. Jack with the addition of cola. It reaffirms him. The
whore engages a customer, Anglophone who goes all happy, perhaps because he does not know what it will cost and jelly order now a bottle of Berlucchi with the money you cash out.
uncle and niece ordered two red East.
They speak with a English accent.
while you prepare the cocktail peek their shoulders.
It is no coincidence: Fico Barboza, says the brand of their t-shirt.
-Yeah. She says. We are many and diverse.
-What do you want?
-you understand a few things.
-Type?
-What if you get kicked between the legs a transvestite, you're hurting the same. Uncle says Barboza.
tasted the drink.
-Ce had said that you do good. Thank you, I say. And walks away. Michelle
I call home.
-okay?
-Yes, why?
tell her what happened. The also say to be careful.
The night passed off with some anxiety but Barboza uncle and niece do not see them anymore.
Giubeca and others are evicting the club from the latest troublesome pain in the ass.
I uncorked a beer when the phone rings. E 'Grinij front of a computer that is watching us from his home.
-DIMM.
-Sai who is now in the office to check the records of the blitz?
-No. Obvious.
-Big Boss.
-What the fuck are you saying? Big Boss is in the parterre, the phone, as usual.
-It 's also true. I see it.
-I do not understand. I tell him.
-Me neither, but look who is going up with the elevator.
-I ride, the elevator door opens and I find myself in front of Big Boss look-alike.
-Ola, all right? Looks like you've seen a ghost. I say with a clear emphasis English.
I look around: it's me and two Big Boss. No one else. Apart
Grinij, which is watching us from up there ...
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Christian Ideas To Write Baptism
Life Bar Ep.15 Barboza Who's cool?
It 's the usual evening at the Star Wars bar scene. Giubeca screams, Zichichi wants two ml of vodka in most of taekwondo and the dancer is carried out by force before his bad karma affect all customers.
Onstage Mind Singing without instruments playing, followed by a selection of music files offered by Dr. Z, the Zoiberg century, which is drunk by Mint Julep strafogando and shrimp.
People who do not dance, and there is little to dancing Singing with Mind, you svaccata on couches to smoke from hookahs and flavored tobacco extract. Francine
flirts with everyone who comes to the counter, men and women, and almost run off the evening pleasant, were it not that I expect news from Grinij.
It 's a time and tired of Francine takes a break. I see out there that try Poletti and I can not help but wonder what he has tonight.
When I see her walk away with the head of the staff understand that I will spend the next hour alone, and the hope remains that a hair between your teeth.
And it is precisely then that a guy approaches me at the counter. Forty
, the rugged right. He wears a black shirt with white sleeves. On the shoulder has a label that I can not help but read: Fico Barboza. I asked a Red
East.
has a English accent.
I put down the cocktails on the bench, the essay.
Bravo, I say.
Thanks. I say annoyed. I'm always annoyed by compliments.
know what you're doing. And 'the best that you stop immediately. I said without even looking at me, sipping his Red East.
Excuse me?
You better let go. This time he looks at me. And I do not like.
I take the radio and called the security guys. I do not know what it's like this, but I do not like it here.
He smiles and walks away. Lex and Ferrotre
arrive. Meanwhile, he goes slowly toward the runway.
pointed him out to kids and tell them that I threatened to not know what.
I say that if you were to out to let him go, maybe it's just drunk. Francine
falls out and a bouncer.
Sorry, Francine says, smiling.
Nothing, I say. You have something between my teeth, I might add.
What, where? Asks one stunned.
I'm going to laugh when I find myself at the counter Lex Ferrotre and English before.
What do you drink, says Lex English.
He knows it, smiling and shaking meets the eye. I look at the two
security, puzzled. For me and
Ferrotre juice. For him what you know. Says Lex.
Prepare the East Red. Ace to pull out the two boys. And I watch them go out in disbelief as if they were friends forever.
Before leaving the Spaniard turns around and makes the gesture of the shoot fingers, still smiling.
I swear, I almost broke his hand throwing a punch on the counter and go for a fumarmi a cigarette.
Grinij arrives at last. With good news at last: he has found the frequency of micro camera. We can trace the source.
me through the electronic component.
I'm going to put things right, but I expect a surprise: someone has already cleaned everything.
I hope it was the cleaning company. I run to Grinij playing around on the office computer, I pass our micro.
Check the records, I say.
It takes a few minutes.
Then we see someone remove the gum from the lens. It is none of the cleaning. Is not nobody of known, fuck, and this is not good. It is not good even the detail that struck me: the label on the back.
It 's a brand, if brand is, I had never heard or seen until tonight: Fico Barboza.
I do not believe in coincidences.
And I almost feel I have to follow the advice, especially with the data they thick of the English language. That same
that they use to read Fico Barboza.
...
Onstage Mind Singing without instruments playing, followed by a selection of music files offered by Dr. Z, the Zoiberg century, which is drunk by Mint Julep strafogando and shrimp.
People who do not dance, and there is little to dancing Singing with Mind, you svaccata on couches to smoke from hookahs and flavored tobacco extract. Francine
flirts with everyone who comes to the counter, men and women, and almost run off the evening pleasant, were it not that I expect news from Grinij.
It 's a time and tired of Francine takes a break. I see out there that try Poletti and I can not help but wonder what he has tonight.
When I see her walk away with the head of the staff understand that I will spend the next hour alone, and the hope remains that a hair between your teeth.
And it is precisely then that a guy approaches me at the counter. Forty
, the rugged right. He wears a black shirt with white sleeves. On the shoulder has a label that I can not help but read: Fico Barboza. I asked a Red
East.
has a English accent.
I put down the cocktails on the bench, the essay.
Bravo, I say.
Thanks. I say annoyed. I'm always annoyed by compliments.
know what you're doing. And 'the best that you stop immediately. I said without even looking at me, sipping his Red East.
Excuse me?
You better let go. This time he looks at me. And I do not like.
I take the radio and called the security guys. I do not know what it's like this, but I do not like it here.
He smiles and walks away. Lex and Ferrotre
arrive. Meanwhile, he goes slowly toward the runway.
pointed him out to kids and tell them that I threatened to not know what.
I say that if you were to out to let him go, maybe it's just drunk. Francine
falls out and a bouncer.
Sorry, Francine says, smiling.
Nothing, I say. You have something between my teeth, I might add.
What, where? Asks one stunned.
I'm going to laugh when I find myself at the counter Lex Ferrotre and English before.
What do you drink, says Lex English.
He knows it, smiling and shaking meets the eye. I look at the two
security, puzzled. For me and
Ferrotre juice. For him what you know. Says Lex.
Prepare the East Red. Ace to pull out the two boys. And I watch them go out in disbelief as if they were friends forever.
Before leaving the Spaniard turns around and makes the gesture of the shoot fingers, still smiling.
I swear, I almost broke his hand throwing a punch on the counter and go for a fumarmi a cigarette.
Grinij arrives at last. With good news at last: he has found the frequency of micro camera. We can trace the source.
me through the electronic component.
I'm going to put things right, but I expect a surprise: someone has already cleaned everything.
I hope it was the cleaning company. I run to Grinij playing around on the office computer, I pass our micro.
Check the records, I say.
It takes a few minutes.
Then we see someone remove the gum from the lens. It is none of the cleaning. Is not nobody of known, fuck, and this is not good. It is not good even the detail that struck me: the label on the back.
It 's a brand, if brand is, I had never heard or seen until tonight: Fico Barboza.
I do not believe in coincidences.
And I almost feel I have to follow the advice, especially with the data they thick of the English language. That same
that they use to read Fico Barboza.
...
Christian Ideas To Write Baptism
Life Bar Ep.15 Barboza Who's cool?
It 's the usual evening at the Star Wars bar scene. Giubeca screams, Zichichi wants two ml of vodka in most of taekwondo and the dancer is carried out by force before his bad karma affect all customers.
Onstage Mind Singing without instruments playing, followed by a selection of music files offered by Dr. Z, the Zoiberg century, which is drunk by Mint Julep strafogando and shrimp.
People who do not dance, and there is little to dancing Singing with Mind, you svaccata on couches to smoke from hookahs and flavored tobacco extract. Francine
flirts with everyone who comes to the counter, men and women, and almost run off the evening pleasant, were it not that I expect news from Grinij.
It 's a time and tired of Francine takes a break. I see out there that try Poletti and I can not help but wonder what he has tonight.
When I see her walk away with the head of the staff understand that I will spend the next hour alone, and the hope remains that a hair between your teeth.
And it is precisely then that a guy approaches me at the counter. Forty
, the rugged right. He wears a black shirt with white sleeves. On the shoulder has a label that I can not help but read: Fico Barboza. I asked a Red
East.
has a English accent.
I put down the cocktails on the bench, the essay.
Bravo, I say.
Thanks. I say annoyed. I'm always annoyed by compliments.
know what you're doing. And 'the best that you stop immediately. I said without even looking at me, sipping his Red East.
Excuse me?
You better let go. This time he looks at me. And I do not like.
I take the radio and called the security guys. I do not know what it's like this, but I do not like it here.
He smiles and walks away. Lex and Ferrotre
arrive. Meanwhile, he goes slowly toward the runway.
pointed him out to kids and tell them that I threatened to not know what.
I say that if you were to out to let him go, maybe it's just drunk. Francine
falls out and a bouncer.
Sorry, Francine says, smiling.
Nothing, I say. You have something between my teeth, I might add.
What, where? Asks one stunned.
I'm going to laugh when I find myself at the counter Lex Ferrotre and English before.
What do you drink, says Lex English.
He knows it, smiling and shaking meets the eye. I look at the two
security, puzzled. For me and
Ferrotre juice. For him what you know. Says Lex.
Prepare the East Red. Ace to pull out the two boys. And I watch them go out in disbelief as if they were friends forever.
Before leaving the Spaniard turns around and makes the gesture of the shoot fingers, still smiling.
I swear, I almost broke his hand throwing a punch on the counter and go for a fumarmi a cigarette.
Grinij arrives at last. With good news at last: he has found the frequency of micro camera. We can trace the source.
me through the electronic component.
I'm going to put things right, but I expect a surprise: someone has already cleaned everything.
I hope it was the cleaning company. I run to Grinij playing around on the office computer, I pass our micro.
Check the records, I say.
It takes a few minutes.
Then we see someone remove the gum from the lens. It is none of the cleaning. Is not nobody of known, fuck, and this is not good. It is not good even the detail that struck me: the label on the back.
It 's a brand, if brand is, I had never heard or seen until tonight: Fico Barboza.
I do not believe in coincidences.
And I almost feel I have to follow the advice, especially with the data they thick of the English language. That same
that they use to read Fico Barboza.
...
Onstage Mind Singing without instruments playing, followed by a selection of music files offered by Dr. Z, the Zoiberg century, which is drunk by Mint Julep strafogando and shrimp.
People who do not dance, and there is little to dancing Singing with Mind, you svaccata on couches to smoke from hookahs and flavored tobacco extract. Francine
flirts with everyone who comes to the counter, men and women, and almost run off the evening pleasant, were it not that I expect news from Grinij.
It 's a time and tired of Francine takes a break. I see out there that try Poletti and I can not help but wonder what he has tonight.
When I see her walk away with the head of the staff understand that I will spend the next hour alone, and the hope remains that a hair between your teeth.
And it is precisely then that a guy approaches me at the counter. Forty
, the rugged right. He wears a black shirt with white sleeves. On the shoulder has a label that I can not help but read: Fico Barboza. I asked a Red
East.
has a English accent.
I put down the cocktails on the bench, the essay.
Bravo, I say.
Thanks. I say annoyed. I'm always annoyed by compliments.
know what you're doing. And 'the best that you stop immediately. I said without even looking at me, sipping his Red East.
Excuse me?
You better let go. This time he looks at me. And I do not like.
I take the radio and called the security guys. I do not know what it's like this, but I do not like it here.
He smiles and walks away. Lex and Ferrotre
arrive. Meanwhile, he goes slowly toward the runway.
pointed him out to kids and tell them that I threatened to not know what.
I say that if you were to out to let him go, maybe it's just drunk. Francine
falls out and a bouncer.
Sorry, Francine says, smiling.
Nothing, I say. You have something between my teeth, I might add.
What, where? Asks one stunned.
I'm going to laugh when I find myself at the counter Lex Ferrotre and English before.
What do you drink, says Lex English.
He knows it, smiling and shaking meets the eye. I look at the two
security, puzzled. For me and
Ferrotre juice. For him what you know. Says Lex.
Prepare the East Red. Ace to pull out the two boys. And I watch them go out in disbelief as if they were friends forever.
Before leaving the Spaniard turns around and makes the gesture of the shoot fingers, still smiling.
I swear, I almost broke his hand throwing a punch on the counter and go for a fumarmi a cigarette.
Grinij arrives at last. With good news at last: he has found the frequency of micro camera. We can trace the source.
me through the electronic component.
I'm going to put things right, but I expect a surprise: someone has already cleaned everything.
I hope it was the cleaning company. I run to Grinij playing around on the office computer, I pass our micro.
Check the records, I say.
It takes a few minutes.
Then we see someone remove the gum from the lens. It is none of the cleaning. Is not nobody of known, fuck, and this is not good. It is not good even the detail that struck me: the label on the back.
It 's a brand, if brand is, I had never heard or seen until tonight: Fico Barboza.
I do not believe in coincidences.
And I almost feel I have to follow the advice, especially with the data they thick of the English language. That same
that they use to read Fico Barboza.
...
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Best Way To Masterbate For Gays
Life Bar ep. 14 low-tech.
A two-day blitz nobody talks about it.
We're all a bit 'strange and we have to digest what happened. I
more.
There is a shift change, but not for me that Michelle looks a little anxiously.
Arriva.
Just finished arranging the bank I left the bar, I steal the tray and the control console to one of the maids and go from the first Boche I see sitting.
I ordered a beer and a cappuccino in his head that did not ever bring.
I smile, I go to the counter and tear that I put the paper on the block HOLDER Michelle.
She looks at me strangely, as if to say "why do you do the waiter today?".
Then take the paper and reads the order.
That is not a boss.
Somewhere, a few hours later, someone sees me enter the bathroom through a monitor staff followed by Michelle. I put myself
sees his pants, sit on the toilet and sees Michelle who kneels before me. I say see
something and maybe I feel too.
see Michelle's head go up and down as well you can do, see it moving and then, hopefully, no longer sees anything as a spray of PVA glue diluted with water has obscured the micro-camera. A large micro
little more than a nail head was placed in a ceiling tile.
With my water pistol full of PVA glue I was sufficient to cover an area not necessarily accurate.
I pull up his pants continued to moan, when in doubt is that the interception total.
To be sure, definitely I cover the lens with the gum I was chewing on purpose.
In the corridor I noticed at least three other miniature cameras, and also in store and cafe. In the whole area of \u200b\u200bthe Star Wars Bar will be at least forty. It certainly has to do with the blitz of Interstate Pol
I've discovered the same evening, when, after the incident came to the Roi Bosh security. He had come to make sure of our physical condition, to support us, give us a day of celebration and a bonus for the stress in money right away.
In exchange for what? I had thought.
Surprise: he had not asked for anything.
I had uncorked my fifth beer that I had sent down in three gulps.
At that point my bladder had rebelled.
The most immediate consequence was that I went to the toilet.
That side found out that the micro-camera.
Day after I've combed the room with hats and sunglasses to find the others.
And now I'm determined to find out who is the viewer.
I take Michelle on the back that continues to play slut. Move the panel of polystyrene and as I expected is a miniature transmitter, which wirelessly. Replaces it with another, putting it in exactly the same point. Cover. I chewed gum to cover another of the new lens.
Now we discover that the frequency before the viewer send someone to repair it.
and realizes that we replaced.
To do this we need an accomplice Grinij. It 'was my partner at work for four months, but most importantly it is a computer scientist. Of those
who graduated in the field.
And his dream is to become a hacker.
When Michelle and I go out of the bathroom encounters him in the hallway. The step
the micro shaking his hand.
Tomorrow I can tell you, he tells me, putting his hand in his jacket pocket.
Michelle and I smile and a candid camera back to work.
Waiting for tomorrow.
A two-day blitz nobody talks about it.
We're all a bit 'strange and we have to digest what happened. I
more.
There is a shift change, but not for me that Michelle looks a little anxiously.
Arriva.
Just finished arranging the bank I left the bar, I steal the tray and the control console to one of the maids and go from the first Boche I see sitting.
I ordered a beer and a cappuccino in his head that did not ever bring.
I smile, I go to the counter and tear that I put the paper on the block HOLDER Michelle.
She looks at me strangely, as if to say "why do you do the waiter today?".
Then take the paper and reads the order.
That is not a boss.
Somewhere, a few hours later, someone sees me enter the bathroom through a monitor staff followed by Michelle. I put myself
sees his pants, sit on the toilet and sees Michelle who kneels before me. I say see
something and maybe I feel too.
see Michelle's head go up and down as well you can do, see it moving and then, hopefully, no longer sees anything as a spray of PVA glue diluted with water has obscured the micro-camera. A large micro
little more than a nail head was placed in a ceiling tile.
With my water pistol full of PVA glue I was sufficient to cover an area not necessarily accurate.
I pull up his pants continued to moan, when in doubt is that the interception total.
To be sure, definitely I cover the lens with the gum I was chewing on purpose.
In the corridor I noticed at least three other miniature cameras, and also in store and cafe. In the whole area of \u200b\u200bthe Star Wars Bar will be at least forty. It certainly has to do with the blitz of Interstate Pol
I've discovered the same evening, when, after the incident came to the Roi Bosh security. He had come to make sure of our physical condition, to support us, give us a day of celebration and a bonus for the stress in money right away.
In exchange for what? I had thought.
Surprise: he had not asked for anything.
I had uncorked my fifth beer that I had sent down in three gulps.
At that point my bladder had rebelled.
The most immediate consequence was that I went to the toilet.
That side found out that the micro-camera.
Day after I've combed the room with hats and sunglasses to find the others.
And now I'm determined to find out who is the viewer.
I take Michelle on the back that continues to play slut. Move the panel of polystyrene and as I expected is a miniature transmitter, which wirelessly. Replaces it with another, putting it in exactly the same point. Cover. I chewed gum to cover another of the new lens.
Now we discover that the frequency before the viewer send someone to repair it.
and realizes that we replaced.
To do this we need an accomplice Grinij. It 'was my partner at work for four months, but most importantly it is a computer scientist. Of those
who graduated in the field.
And his dream is to become a hacker.
When Michelle and I go out of the bathroom encounters him in the hallway. The step
the micro shaking his hand.
Tomorrow I can tell you, he tells me, putting his hand in his jacket pocket.
Michelle and I smile and a candid camera back to work.
Waiting for tomorrow.
Best Way To Masterbate For Gays
Life Bar ep. 14 low-tech.
A two-day blitz nobody talks about it.
We're all a bit 'strange and we have to digest what happened. I
more.
There is a shift change, but not for me that Michelle looks a little anxiously.
Arriva.
Just finished arranging the bank I left the bar, I steal the tray and the control console to one of the maids and go from the first Boche I see sitting.
I ordered a beer and a cappuccino in his head that did not ever bring.
I smile, I go to the counter and tear that I put the paper on the block HOLDER Michelle.
She looks at me strangely, as if to say "why do you do the waiter today?".
Then take the paper and reads the order.
That is not a boss.
Somewhere, a few hours later, someone sees me enter the bathroom through a monitor staff followed by Michelle. I put myself
sees his pants, sit on the toilet and sees Michelle who kneels before me. I say see
something and maybe I feel too.
see Michelle's head go up and down as well you can do, see it moving and then, hopefully, no longer sees anything as a spray of PVA glue diluted with water has obscured the micro-camera. A large micro
little more than a nail head was placed in a ceiling tile.
With my water pistol full of PVA glue I was sufficient to cover an area not necessarily accurate.
I pull up his pants continued to moan, when in doubt is that the interception total.
To be sure, definitely I cover the lens with the gum I was chewing on purpose.
In the corridor I noticed at least three other miniature cameras, and also in store and cafe. In the whole area of \u200b\u200bthe Star Wars Bar will be at least forty. It certainly has to do with the blitz of Interstate Pol
I've discovered the same evening, when, after the incident came to the Roi Bosh security. He had come to make sure of our physical condition, to support us, give us a day of celebration and a bonus for the stress in money right away.
In exchange for what? I had thought.
Surprise: he had not asked for anything.
I had uncorked my fifth beer that I had sent down in three gulps.
At that point my bladder had rebelled.
The most immediate consequence was that I went to the toilet.
That side found out that the micro-camera.
Day after I've combed the room with hats and sunglasses to find the others.
And now I'm determined to find out who is the viewer.
I take Michelle on the back that continues to play slut. Move the panel of polystyrene and as I expected is a miniature transmitter, which wirelessly. Replaces it with another, putting it in exactly the same point. Cover. I chewed gum to cover another of the new lens.
Now we discover that the frequency before the viewer send someone to repair it.
and realizes that we replaced.
To do this we need an accomplice Grinij. It 'was my partner at work for four months, but most importantly it is a computer scientist. Of those
who graduated in the field.
And his dream is to become a hacker.
When Michelle and I go out of the bathroom encounters him in the hallway. The step
the micro shaking his hand.
Tomorrow I can tell you, he tells me, putting his hand in his jacket pocket.
Michelle and I smile and a candid camera back to work.
Waiting for tomorrow.
A two-day blitz nobody talks about it.
We're all a bit 'strange and we have to digest what happened. I
more.
There is a shift change, but not for me that Michelle looks a little anxiously.
Arriva.
Just finished arranging the bank I left the bar, I steal the tray and the control console to one of the maids and go from the first Boche I see sitting.
I ordered a beer and a cappuccino in his head that did not ever bring.
I smile, I go to the counter and tear that I put the paper on the block HOLDER Michelle.
She looks at me strangely, as if to say "why do you do the waiter today?".
Then take the paper and reads the order.
That is not a boss.
Somewhere, a few hours later, someone sees me enter the bathroom through a monitor staff followed by Michelle. I put myself
sees his pants, sit on the toilet and sees Michelle who kneels before me. I say see
something and maybe I feel too.
see Michelle's head go up and down as well you can do, see it moving and then, hopefully, no longer sees anything as a spray of PVA glue diluted with water has obscured the micro-camera. A large micro
little more than a nail head was placed in a ceiling tile.
With my water pistol full of PVA glue I was sufficient to cover an area not necessarily accurate.
I pull up his pants continued to moan, when in doubt is that the interception total.
To be sure, definitely I cover the lens with the gum I was chewing on purpose.
In the corridor I noticed at least three other miniature cameras, and also in store and cafe. In the whole area of \u200b\u200bthe Star Wars Bar will be at least forty. It certainly has to do with the blitz of Interstate Pol
I've discovered the same evening, when, after the incident came to the Roi Bosh security. He had come to make sure of our physical condition, to support us, give us a day of celebration and a bonus for the stress in money right away.
In exchange for what? I had thought.
Surprise: he had not asked for anything.
I had uncorked my fifth beer that I had sent down in three gulps.
At that point my bladder had rebelled.
The most immediate consequence was that I went to the toilet.
That side found out that the micro-camera.
Day after I've combed the room with hats and sunglasses to find the others.
And now I'm determined to find out who is the viewer.
I take Michelle on the back that continues to play slut. Move the panel of polystyrene and as I expected is a miniature transmitter, which wirelessly. Replaces it with another, putting it in exactly the same point. Cover. I chewed gum to cover another of the new lens.
Now we discover that the frequency before the viewer send someone to repair it.
and realizes that we replaced.
To do this we need an accomplice Grinij. It 'was my partner at work for four months, but most importantly it is a computer scientist. Of those
who graduated in the field.
And his dream is to become a hacker.
When Michelle and I go out of the bathroom encounters him in the hallway. The step
the micro shaking his hand.
Tomorrow I can tell you, he tells me, putting his hand in his jacket pocket.
Michelle and I smile and a candid camera back to work.
Waiting for tomorrow.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
What's The Hole For On A Butcher's Knife?
Life Bar ep. 13 State of War (or the suspension of the normal course of things)
The music covers the sound of running boots on the catwalk.
Dozens, maybe hundreds. Blacks. Almost
covers the noise of the helicopter flying in the Star Wars bar, music. The
merges with the low rumble of the sub wufer.
The darkness covers the men out of the water frog and go up the pier.
Then you turn the spotlight of the helicopter. The frogmen are
wall along the outer perimeter of the room.
Interstate Pol bursts into the room, turn off the music, the lights, as if eBay had understood the critical situation. Small
automatic rifles are pointed at us.
The dancefloor is empty, customers and employees all out behind the counter, his hands on his head.
We are treating them as criminals. And nobody knows what is happening.
We ordered the silence and stillness.
I see through the glass of my colleagues are floating bar shoved down to us.
are also taken some of my colleagues the day shift who had stayed in the evening to Star Wars.
All together as one big family. All behind the bar with his hands on his head and looks aghast. Someone a little pale, commingled reaction of alcohol and fear.
All customers are out. Start a new
sorting. Someone is being carried on deck, others in the parterre.
Within minutes there are about thirty people on the barge, the rest of the people are escorted out.
From what little I can see on the platform there are only Venusians and North East some Venusian.
The frogmen who dropped out of the water dropped the floating platform in a few seconds, until a tug of CDP approached. Few quick steps and swim-up bar moves away.
The metal bridge linking the mainland to the structure falls into the water. Exhaust pipes and load tear and vomit into the sea water seems to me like a black pool of blood at night.
It 'goes without saying that we are all in disbelief, scared and bewildered.
comes a graduated scale.
Call the Taliban. We all know
.
Of all know the role and position in the hierarchy.
He says that the platform will be included in an hour.
that there will be some technicians at our disposal to replace the floating structure.
What was sorry for the inconvenience and that you can contact the interior minister to any reimbursement.
then takes leave saying, "Go have fun and work well."
go away with him all the platoon in riot gear.
Getting to the bottom of the walkway enters a team of technicians and a cleaning.
We are all still confused and scared.
someone throws down a chupito to recover, among customers in the parterre some girl starts to cry.
hour later, as promised, here comes the barge.
Empty.
passage is restored.
The first to go are those of the cleaning.
We all huddled at the edge of the wharf.
Someone swears that he saw blood stains.
someone tomorrow who will be sworn in Star Wars Bar has never happened.
Nothing.
Why nothing has happened.
Continued ... (maybe).
Dozens, maybe hundreds. Blacks. Almost
covers the noise of the helicopter flying in the Star Wars bar, music. The
merges with the low rumble of the sub wufer.
The darkness covers the men out of the water frog and go up the pier.
Then you turn the spotlight of the helicopter. The frogmen are
wall along the outer perimeter of the room.
Interstate Pol bursts into the room, turn off the music, the lights, as if eBay had understood the critical situation. Small
automatic rifles are pointed at us.
The dancefloor is empty, customers and employees all out behind the counter, his hands on his head.
We are treating them as criminals. And nobody knows what is happening.
We ordered the silence and stillness.
I see through the glass of my colleagues are floating bar shoved down to us.
are also taken some of my colleagues the day shift who had stayed in the evening to Star Wars.
All together as one big family. All behind the bar with his hands on his head and looks aghast. Someone a little pale, commingled reaction of alcohol and fear.
All customers are out. Start a new
sorting. Someone is being carried on deck, others in the parterre.
Within minutes there are about thirty people on the barge, the rest of the people are escorted out.
From what little I can see on the platform there are only Venusians and North East some Venusian.
The frogmen who dropped out of the water dropped the floating platform in a few seconds, until a tug of CDP approached. Few quick steps and swim-up bar moves away.
The metal bridge linking the mainland to the structure falls into the water. Exhaust pipes and load tear and vomit into the sea water seems to me like a black pool of blood at night.
It 'goes without saying that we are all in disbelief, scared and bewildered.
comes a graduated scale.
Call the Taliban. We all know
.
Of all know the role and position in the hierarchy.
He says that the platform will be included in an hour.
that there will be some technicians at our disposal to replace the floating structure.
What was sorry for the inconvenience and that you can contact the interior minister to any reimbursement.
then takes leave saying, "Go have fun and work well."
go away with him all the platoon in riot gear.
Getting to the bottom of the walkway enters a team of technicians and a cleaning.
We are all still confused and scared.
someone throws down a chupito to recover, among customers in the parterre some girl starts to cry.
hour later, as promised, here comes the barge.
Empty.
passage is restored.
The first to go are those of the cleaning.
We all huddled at the edge of the wharf.
Someone swears that he saw blood stains.
someone tomorrow who will be sworn in Star Wars Bar has never happened.
Nothing.
Why nothing has happened.
Continued ... (maybe).
What's The Hole For On A Butcher's Knife?
Life Bar ep. 13 State of War (or the suspension of the normal course of things)
The music covers the sound of running boots on the catwalk.
Dozens, maybe hundreds. Blacks. Almost
covers the noise of the helicopter flying in the Star Wars bar, music. The
merges with the low rumble of the sub wufer.
The darkness covers the men out of the water frog and go up the pier.
Then you turn the spotlight of the helicopter. The frogmen are
wall along the outer perimeter of the room.
Interstate Pol bursts into the room, turn off the music, the lights, as if eBay had understood the critical situation. Small
automatic rifles are pointed at us.
The dancefloor is empty, customers and employees all out behind the counter, his hands on his head.
We are treating them as criminals. And nobody knows what is happening.
We ordered the silence and stillness.
I see through the glass of my colleagues are floating bar shoved down to us.
are also taken some of my colleagues the day shift who had stayed in the evening to Star Wars.
All together as one big family. All behind the bar with his hands on his head and looks aghast. Someone a little pale, commingled reaction of alcohol and fear.
All customers are out. Start a new
sorting. Someone is being carried on deck, others in the parterre.
Within minutes there are about thirty people on the barge, the rest of the people are escorted out.
From what little I can see on the platform there are only Venusians and North East some Venusian.
The frogmen who dropped out of the water dropped the floating platform in a few seconds, until a tug of CDP approached. Few quick steps and swim-up bar moves away.
The metal bridge linking the mainland to the structure falls into the water. Exhaust pipes and load tear and vomit into the sea water seems to me like a black pool of blood at night.
It 'goes without saying that we are all in disbelief, scared and bewildered.
comes a graduated scale.
Call the Taliban. We all know
.
Of all know the role and position in the hierarchy.
He says that the platform will be included in an hour.
that there will be some technicians at our disposal to replace the floating structure.
What was sorry for the inconvenience and that you can contact the interior minister to any reimbursement.
then takes leave saying, "Go have fun and work well."
go away with him all the platoon in riot gear.
Getting to the bottom of the walkway enters a team of technicians and a cleaning.
We are all still confused and scared.
someone throws down a chupito to recover, among customers in the parterre some girl starts to cry.
hour later, as promised, here comes the barge.
Empty.
passage is restored.
The first to go are those of the cleaning.
We all huddled at the edge of the wharf.
Someone swears that he saw blood stains.
someone tomorrow who will be sworn in Star Wars Bar has never happened.
Nothing.
Why nothing has happened.
Continued ... (maybe).
Dozens, maybe hundreds. Blacks. Almost
covers the noise of the helicopter flying in the Star Wars bar, music. The
merges with the low rumble of the sub wufer.
The darkness covers the men out of the water frog and go up the pier.
Then you turn the spotlight of the helicopter. The frogmen are
wall along the outer perimeter of the room.
Interstate Pol bursts into the room, turn off the music, the lights, as if eBay had understood the critical situation. Small
automatic rifles are pointed at us.
The dancefloor is empty, customers and employees all out behind the counter, his hands on his head.
We are treating them as criminals. And nobody knows what is happening.
We ordered the silence and stillness.
I see through the glass of my colleagues are floating bar shoved down to us.
are also taken some of my colleagues the day shift who had stayed in the evening to Star Wars.
All together as one big family. All behind the bar with his hands on his head and looks aghast. Someone a little pale, commingled reaction of alcohol and fear.
All customers are out. Start a new
sorting. Someone is being carried on deck, others in the parterre.
Within minutes there are about thirty people on the barge, the rest of the people are escorted out.
From what little I can see on the platform there are only Venusians and North East some Venusian.
The frogmen who dropped out of the water dropped the floating platform in a few seconds, until a tug of CDP approached. Few quick steps and swim-up bar moves away.
The metal bridge linking the mainland to the structure falls into the water. Exhaust pipes and load tear and vomit into the sea water seems to me like a black pool of blood at night.
It 'goes without saying that we are all in disbelief, scared and bewildered.
comes a graduated scale.
Call the Taliban. We all know
.
Of all know the role and position in the hierarchy.
He says that the platform will be included in an hour.
that there will be some technicians at our disposal to replace the floating structure.
What was sorry for the inconvenience and that you can contact the interior minister to any reimbursement.
then takes leave saying, "Go have fun and work well."
go away with him all the platoon in riot gear.
Getting to the bottom of the walkway enters a team of technicians and a cleaning.
We are all still confused and scared.
someone throws down a chupito to recover, among customers in the parterre some girl starts to cry.
hour later, as promised, here comes the barge.
Empty.
passage is restored.
The first to go are those of the cleaning.
We all huddled at the edge of the wharf.
Someone swears that he saw blood stains.
someone tomorrow who will be sworn in Star Wars Bar has never happened.
Nothing.
Why nothing has happened.
Continued ... (maybe).
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Rent Basement Chicago
Life Bar ep. 12 Twenty hours ago.
Twenty hours ago, and fainted in front of or Vinni Vivvi or how the fuck it is called, the face of Peterpenis was slammed on the toilet for staff (which does not mean that it is cleaner other processes).
hand slamming his head was that of Michelle.
and this is very strange. Peter if you had it suck more than once from Michelle, kindly: Michelle liked to fuck, so much so that he had a right to Peter's pussy. Michelle is a woman from the waist up. All right, so.
To better understand what has happened we must go back at least another three hours.
Peterpenis is along the walkway and is pissed off with Cornelia, his girlfriend at the time. Cornelia
And it is calling him on the phone telling him that the bar will make him an evening of shit, he'll be all night at the bar to break the balls and make him pass the desire to fuck all the minors they meet. Peter
crista and panics.
must come up with something.
It has a stroke of genius, when, putting away the phone, find an envelope in the pocket of his jeans. At eleven
Cornelia is already there. It seems determined to keep its promises.
At one o'clock, when I was coming down the stairs in the grip of hallucinations and psychomotor problems, she was salendole. He tried to go to the bathroom, but there was too many people.
Peter, no longer saw Cornelia leaves the bench to get some fresh air. He believes that his brilliant plan has worked. Outside, there's Michelle, the bartender trans.
Peter asks him if it's a mouthpiece, which is a bit tense.
Why no, Michelle answered.
should be in the process of staff. Michelle
if the job is working with more or less when I learn that Vivvi named Vinnie. It is the same when Cornelia back down to ground zero with the keys to our process, kindly lend by Francine. I
faint. Peter is
.
Cornelia is confirmed to be a moose.
Michelle leaves the toilet wiping his mouth.
E 'one big moment.
Peter does not believe his eyes: Cornelia is there before him healthy and alert instead of fainting in some corner of the dancefloor as he thought it was. His perfect plan went to hell.
not know what to say and start blathering that's not his fault, he was forced, and other crap like that. Not credible, partly because it is sitting on a toilet with his pants dropped.
Cornelia looks disgusted and leaves.
He follows it up as best pulling pants and saying,
"I do not think that I really wanted to do what Travon shit? "
But, surprise, Travon of shit is behind the door.
She hits him with a straight face that knocks him down.
Then he grabs his hair and bangs his head against the edge of the cup.
by Jack 'screams the hysteria that has broken the ass and not metaphorically, in fact, the drops his pants and pulls out the bird flies.
I'll show you what it is capable of Travon this shit, threatens him.
All under the complacent eyes of Cornelia.
Peter is swollen and disbelief: the amount of GHB that has put his girlfriend in the water would have to draw a horse.
For a trivial exchange of bottles instead of me, ten feet away, I come dragged street, unconscious from Giubeca. Peter
I doubt I could do with a face full of blood.
Twenty hours later the same Vinteig tells me all this over the phone.
But I still doubt, one of all.
Vinni? try.
Bravo, he says, that you remember. Tell me.
I wanted to ask: if Peter was getting kicked in the bathroom by Michelle, while I myself was brought home unconscious from Giubeca, the Star Wars Bar who has closed?
The right question is another, he says Vinni.
That?
Who opens tonight?
hand slamming his head was that of Michelle.
and this is very strange. Peter if you had it suck more than once from Michelle, kindly: Michelle liked to fuck, so much so that he had a right to Peter's pussy. Michelle is a woman from the waist up. All right, so.
To better understand what has happened we must go back at least another three hours.
Peterpenis is along the walkway and is pissed off with Cornelia, his girlfriend at the time. Cornelia
And it is calling him on the phone telling him that the bar will make him an evening of shit, he'll be all night at the bar to break the balls and make him pass the desire to fuck all the minors they meet. Peter
crista and panics.
must come up with something.
It has a stroke of genius, when, putting away the phone, find an envelope in the pocket of his jeans. At eleven
Cornelia is already there. It seems determined to keep its promises.
At one o'clock, when I was coming down the stairs in the grip of hallucinations and psychomotor problems, she was salendole. He tried to go to the bathroom, but there was too many people.
Peter, no longer saw Cornelia leaves the bench to get some fresh air. He believes that his brilliant plan has worked. Outside, there's Michelle, the bartender trans.
Peter asks him if it's a mouthpiece, which is a bit tense.
Why no, Michelle answered.
should be in the process of staff. Michelle
if the job is working with more or less when I learn that Vivvi named Vinnie. It is the same when Cornelia back down to ground zero with the keys to our process, kindly lend by Francine. I
faint. Peter is
.
Cornelia is confirmed to be a moose.
Michelle leaves the toilet wiping his mouth.
E 'one big moment.
Peter does not believe his eyes: Cornelia is there before him healthy and alert instead of fainting in some corner of the dancefloor as he thought it was. His perfect plan went to hell.
not know what to say and start blathering that's not his fault, he was forced, and other crap like that. Not credible, partly because it is sitting on a toilet with his pants dropped.
Cornelia looks disgusted and leaves.
He follows it up as best pulling pants and saying,
"I do not think that I really wanted to do what Travon shit? "
But, surprise, Travon of shit is behind the door.
She hits him with a straight face that knocks him down.
Then he grabs his hair and bangs his head against the edge of the cup.
by Jack 'screams the hysteria that has broken the ass and not metaphorically, in fact, the drops his pants and pulls out the bird flies.
I'll show you what it is capable of Travon this shit, threatens him.
All under the complacent eyes of Cornelia.
Peter is swollen and disbelief: the amount of GHB that has put his girlfriend in the water would have to draw a horse.
For a trivial exchange of bottles instead of me, ten feet away, I come dragged street, unconscious from Giubeca. Peter
I doubt I could do with a face full of blood.
Twenty hours later the same Vinteig tells me all this over the phone.
But I still doubt, one of all.
Vinni? try.
Bravo, he says, that you remember. Tell me.
I wanted to ask: if Peter was getting kicked in the bathroom by Michelle, while I myself was brought home unconscious from Giubeca, the Star Wars Bar who has closed?
The right question is another, he says Vinni.
That?
Who opens tonight?
Rent Basement Chicago
Life Bar ep. 12 Twenty hours ago.
Twenty hours ago, and fainted in front of or Vinni Vivvi or how the fuck it is called, the face of Peterpenis was slammed on the toilet for staff (which does not mean that it is cleaner other processes).
hand slamming his head was that of Michelle.
and this is very strange. Peter if you had it suck more than once from Michelle, kindly: Michelle liked to fuck, so much so that he had a right to Peter's pussy. Michelle is a woman from the waist up. All right, so.
To better understand what has happened we must go back at least another three hours.
Peterpenis is along the walkway and is pissed off with Cornelia, his girlfriend at the time. Cornelia
And it is calling him on the phone telling him that the bar will make him an evening of shit, he'll be all night at the bar to break the balls and make him pass the desire to fuck all the minors they meet. Peter
crista and panics.
must come up with something.
It has a stroke of genius, when, putting away the phone, find an envelope in the pocket of his jeans. At eleven
Cornelia is already there. It seems determined to keep its promises.
At one o'clock, when I was coming down the stairs in the grip of hallucinations and psychomotor problems, she was salendole. He tried to go to the bathroom, but there was too many people.
Peter, no longer saw Cornelia leaves the bench to get some fresh air. He believes that his brilliant plan has worked. Outside, there's Michelle, the bartender trans.
Peter asks him if it's a mouthpiece, which is a bit tense.
Why no, Michelle answered.
should be in the process of staff. Michelle
if the job is working with more or less when I learn that Vivvi named Vinnie. It is the same when Cornelia back down to ground zero with the keys to our process, kindly lend by Francine. I
faint. Peter is
.
Cornelia is confirmed to be a moose.
Michelle leaves the toilet wiping his mouth.
E 'one big moment.
Peter does not believe his eyes: Cornelia is there before him healthy and alert instead of fainting in some corner of the dancefloor as he thought it was. His perfect plan went to hell.
not know what to say and start blathering that's not his fault, he was forced, and other crap like that. Not credible, partly because it is sitting on a toilet with his pants dropped.
Cornelia looks disgusted and leaves.
He follows it up as best pulling pants and saying,
"I do not think that I really wanted to do what Travon shit? "
But, surprise, Travon of shit is behind the door.
She hits him with a straight face that knocks him down.
Then he grabs his hair and bangs his head against the edge of the cup.
by Jack 'screams the hysteria that has broken the ass and not metaphorically, in fact, the drops his pants and pulls out the bird flies.
I'll show you what it is capable of Travon this shit, threatens him.
All under the complacent eyes of Cornelia.
Peter is swollen and disbelief: the amount of GHB that has put his girlfriend in the water would have to draw a horse.
For a trivial exchange of bottles instead of me, ten feet away, I come dragged street, unconscious from Giubeca. Peter
I doubt I could do with a face full of blood.
Twenty hours later the same Vinteig tells me all this over the phone.
But I still doubt, one of all.
Vinni? try.
Bravo, he says, that you remember. Tell me.
I wanted to ask: if Peter was getting kicked in the bathroom by Michelle, while I myself was brought home unconscious from Giubeca, the Star Wars Bar who has closed?
The right question is another, he says Vinni.
That?
Who opens tonight?
hand slamming his head was that of Michelle.
and this is very strange. Peter if you had it suck more than once from Michelle, kindly: Michelle liked to fuck, so much so that he had a right to Peter's pussy. Michelle is a woman from the waist up. All right, so.
To better understand what has happened we must go back at least another three hours.
Peterpenis is along the walkway and is pissed off with Cornelia, his girlfriend at the time. Cornelia
And it is calling him on the phone telling him that the bar will make him an evening of shit, he'll be all night at the bar to break the balls and make him pass the desire to fuck all the minors they meet. Peter
crista and panics.
must come up with something.
It has a stroke of genius, when, putting away the phone, find an envelope in the pocket of his jeans. At eleven
Cornelia is already there. It seems determined to keep its promises.
At one o'clock, when I was coming down the stairs in the grip of hallucinations and psychomotor problems, she was salendole. He tried to go to the bathroom, but there was too many people.
Peter, no longer saw Cornelia leaves the bench to get some fresh air. He believes that his brilliant plan has worked. Outside, there's Michelle, the bartender trans.
Peter asks him if it's a mouthpiece, which is a bit tense.
Why no, Michelle answered.
should be in the process of staff. Michelle
if the job is working with more or less when I learn that Vivvi named Vinnie. It is the same when Cornelia back down to ground zero with the keys to our process, kindly lend by Francine. I
faint. Peter is
.
Cornelia is confirmed to be a moose.
Michelle leaves the toilet wiping his mouth.
E 'one big moment.
Peter does not believe his eyes: Cornelia is there before him healthy and alert instead of fainting in some corner of the dancefloor as he thought it was. His perfect plan went to hell.
not know what to say and start blathering that's not his fault, he was forced, and other crap like that. Not credible, partly because it is sitting on a toilet with his pants dropped.
Cornelia looks disgusted and leaves.
He follows it up as best pulling pants and saying,
"I do not think that I really wanted to do what Travon shit? "
But, surprise, Travon of shit is behind the door.
She hits him with a straight face that knocks him down.
Then he grabs his hair and bangs his head against the edge of the cup.
by Jack 'screams the hysteria that has broken the ass and not metaphorically, in fact, the drops his pants and pulls out the bird flies.
I'll show you what it is capable of Travon this shit, threatens him.
All under the complacent eyes of Cornelia.
Peter is swollen and disbelief: the amount of GHB that has put his girlfriend in the water would have to draw a horse.
For a trivial exchange of bottles instead of me, ten feet away, I come dragged street, unconscious from Giubeca. Peter
I doubt I could do with a face full of blood.
Twenty hours later the same Vinteig tells me all this over the phone.
But I still doubt, one of all.
Vinni? try.
Bravo, he says, that you remember. Tell me.
I wanted to ask: if Peter was getting kicked in the bathroom by Michelle, while I myself was brought home unconscious from Giubeca, the Star Wars Bar who has closed?
The right question is another, he says Vinni.
That?
Who opens tonight?
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Gay Cruising In Wolves
Life Bar ep. 11 Night of intelligent bouncers.
Ferrotre, Lex on Blonde Gionni, the jailer and security are the Rhom The Star Wars Bar, which is controlled by Giubeca nicer than usual today, smiles and opens the door to customers.
Or maybe it took someone who wanted to enter the back door and holds it upside down beyond the railing above the water, shaking continuously. However laughed.
I'm confused. Zichichi
Dulbecco and greet them from the bench where I'm serving Rubia and Hack, Ferrotre discussing with the size of the cosmos and the environmental impact of nuclear energy plants.
Or is boasting of the size of their penis showing the whole swollen forearm muscle hypertrophy.
Rhom seda a fight with words, convincing the two rivals to make peace and join hands. But I also see
a head violently slamming against the glass and continuously until blood spurts from his nose, the eyebrow and the lip, while the other has the face under his boot. The blood flows from the glass and you Moicòl Scazzi Zoiberg's why he should have said that after cleaning.
Gionni and Secondino arrive discussing the meanings of Moby Dick, each with their own theories, original and valid.
soon as I see them watching on a pornofarm Videophone Gionni where a German, naked, said Ya! Ya! while doing a chicken. The two laugh
fun.
are increasingly confused. And I turn my head a little. Lex Lex
the blond recommend the dark, one of my bosses, what to do with his girl alcoholic and drug addict.
few seconds later I see him get a synthetic drug dealer passage.
At this point I realize I do not feel well at all, and yet I drank only water, as usual: in service as a cop, do not drink.
At the end of round I can lose consciousness, but it will never happen during the service.
At least that's what I thought until now. Rubia
The shift troubles me a ticket before babbling something about how long to wait here.
I would use one of my usual phrases built ad hoc for the occasion, but the bar starts to turn myself around.
I gotta get out, get some air, but fuck! there are no panic on the door-crystal the back and I struggled to find the support to open what seems to me a ton of glass.
slide and the dead weight of the body helps me to find a path to exit.
deep breath, but the situation seems worse.
I try to go to ground zero, avoiding the elevator.
scales have never been so difficult to do, but not fall.
I try to get to the first process to rinse the face, but Frano on a girl who gets scared and cries.
Nita takes me by the hair and asked me what the fuck am I doing embraced a whore.
I wonder what the fuck am I doing here my ex now.
The corridor is oblique, people are doubles.
Nita becomes a friend of the girl. I
find a place assured. I try to open the door of the warehouse.
There will never, I think. Fortunately
Tequila Queen is coming. The clash and she looks at me wrong, offend in Galician, because I have not apologized.
The store is too tight.
Provo office, which has air conditioning. In the office there
Vinteig. He's pulling of coke.
At this point I am certain that he was drugged, it is easier to see a bouncer Vinteig make intelligent use of drugs.
Vivvi!, Rattle in a desperate plea for help. But
nasty bitch, for three years to work for me and call me Vivvi three years. My name is Vinnie, fuck! Vinni! Vinteig complains.
E 'the last piece of information that my brain keeps track of the first blackout.
I faint and start to beat for the seizures.
I wake up at home after nineteen hours, and slowly begin to remember and piece together the previous evening but reality and hallucination are joined by osmosis.
The only security I have is that someone somehow has me addicted, I want to find out who and why and what the security guys have made just one of the things that I have seen: the second. On
Vinni I have some doubts.
Vivvi O?
Ferrotre, Lex on Blonde Gionni, the jailer and security are the Rhom The Star Wars Bar, which is controlled by Giubeca nicer than usual today, smiles and opens the door to customers.
Or maybe it took someone who wanted to enter the back door and holds it upside down beyond the railing above the water, shaking continuously. However laughed.
I'm confused. Zichichi
Dulbecco and greet them from the bench where I'm serving Rubia and Hack, Ferrotre discussing with the size of the cosmos and the environmental impact of nuclear energy plants.
Or is boasting of the size of their penis showing the whole swollen forearm muscle hypertrophy.
Rhom seda a fight with words, convincing the two rivals to make peace and join hands. But I also see
a head violently slamming against the glass and continuously until blood spurts from his nose, the eyebrow and the lip, while the other has the face under his boot. The blood flows from the glass and you Moicòl Scazzi Zoiberg's why he should have said that after cleaning.
Gionni and Secondino arrive discussing the meanings of Moby Dick, each with their own theories, original and valid.
soon as I see them watching on a pornofarm Videophone Gionni where a German, naked, said Ya! Ya! while doing a chicken. The two laugh
fun.
are increasingly confused. And I turn my head a little. Lex Lex
the blond recommend the dark, one of my bosses, what to do with his girl alcoholic and drug addict.
few seconds later I see him get a synthetic drug dealer passage.
At this point I realize I do not feel well at all, and yet I drank only water, as usual: in service as a cop, do not drink.
At the end of round I can lose consciousness, but it will never happen during the service.
At least that's what I thought until now. Rubia
The shift troubles me a ticket before babbling something about how long to wait here.
I would use one of my usual phrases built ad hoc for the occasion, but the bar starts to turn myself around.
I gotta get out, get some air, but fuck! there are no panic on the door-crystal the back and I struggled to find the support to open what seems to me a ton of glass.
slide and the dead weight of the body helps me to find a path to exit.
deep breath, but the situation seems worse.
I try to go to ground zero, avoiding the elevator.
scales have never been so difficult to do, but not fall.
I try to get to the first process to rinse the face, but Frano on a girl who gets scared and cries.
Nita takes me by the hair and asked me what the fuck am I doing embraced a whore.
I wonder what the fuck am I doing here my ex now.
The corridor is oblique, people are doubles.
Nita becomes a friend of the girl. I
find a place assured. I try to open the door of the warehouse.
There will never, I think. Fortunately
Tequila Queen is coming. The clash and she looks at me wrong, offend in Galician, because I have not apologized.
The store is too tight.
Provo office, which has air conditioning. In the office there
Vinteig. He's pulling of coke.
At this point I am certain that he was drugged, it is easier to see a bouncer Vinteig make intelligent use of drugs.
Vivvi!, Rattle in a desperate plea for help. But
nasty bitch, for three years to work for me and call me Vivvi three years. My name is Vinnie, fuck! Vinni! Vinteig complains.
E 'the last piece of information that my brain keeps track of the first blackout.
I faint and start to beat for the seizures.
I wake up at home after nineteen hours, and slowly begin to remember and piece together the previous evening but reality and hallucination are joined by osmosis.
The only security I have is that someone somehow has me addicted, I want to find out who and why and what the security guys have made just one of the things that I have seen: the second. On
Vinni I have some doubts.
Vivvi O?
Gay Cruising In Wolves
Life Bar ep. 11 Night of intelligent bouncers.
Ferrotre, Lex on Blonde Gionni, the jailer and security are the Rhom The Star Wars Bar, which is controlled by Giubeca nicer than usual today, smiles and opens the door to customers.
Or maybe it took someone who wanted to enter the back door and holds it upside down beyond the railing above the water, shaking continuously. However laughed.
I'm confused. Zichichi
Dulbecco and greet them from the bench where I'm serving Rubia and Hack, Ferrotre discussing with the size of the cosmos and the environmental impact of nuclear energy plants.
Or is boasting of the size of their penis showing the whole swollen forearm muscle hypertrophy.
Rhom seda a fight with words, convincing the two rivals to make peace and join hands. But I also see
a head violently slamming against the glass and continuously until blood spurts from his nose, the eyebrow and the lip, while the other has the face under his boot. The blood flows from the glass and you Moicòl Scazzi Zoiberg's why he should have said that after cleaning.
Gionni and Secondino arrive discussing the meanings of Moby Dick, each with their own theories, original and valid.
soon as I see them watching on a pornofarm Videophone Gionni where a German, naked, said Ya! Ya! while doing a chicken. The two laugh
fun.
are increasingly confused. And I turn my head a little. Lex Lex
the blond recommend the dark, one of my bosses, what to do with his girl alcoholic and drug addict.
few seconds later I see him get a synthetic drug dealer passage.
At this point I realize I do not feel well at all, and yet I drank only water, as usual: in service as a cop, do not drink.
At the end of round I can lose consciousness, but it will never happen during the service.
At least that's what I thought until now. Rubia
The shift troubles me a ticket before babbling something about how long to wait here.
I would use one of my usual phrases built ad hoc for the occasion, but the bar starts to turn myself around.
I gotta get out, get some air, but fuck! there are no panic on the door-crystal the back and I struggled to find the support to open what seems to me a ton of glass.
slide and the dead weight of the body helps me to find a path to exit.
deep breath, but the situation seems worse.
I try to go to ground zero, avoiding the elevator.
scales have never been so difficult to do, but not fall.
I try to get to the first process to rinse the face, but Frano on a girl who gets scared and cries.
Nita takes me by the hair and asked me what the fuck am I doing embraced a whore.
I wonder what the fuck am I doing here my ex now.
The corridor is oblique, people are doubles.
Nita becomes a friend of the girl. I
find a place assured. I try to open the door of the warehouse.
There will never, I think. Fortunately
Tequila Queen is coming. The clash and she looks at me wrong, offend in Galician, because I have not apologized.
The store is too tight.
Provo office, which has air conditioning. In the office there
Vinteig. He's pulling of coke.
At this point I am certain that he was drugged, it is easier to see a bouncer Vinteig make intelligent use of drugs.
Vivvi!, Rattle in a desperate plea for help. But
nasty bitch, for three years to work for me and call me Vivvi three years. My name is Vinnie, fuck! Vinni! Vinteig complains.
E 'the last piece of information that my brain keeps track of the first blackout.
I faint and start to beat for the seizures.
I wake up at home after nineteen hours, and slowly begin to remember and piece together the previous evening but reality and hallucination are joined by osmosis.
The only security I have is that someone somehow has me addicted, I want to find out who and why and what the security guys have made just one of the things that I have seen: the second. On
Vinni I have some doubts.
Vivvi O?
Ferrotre, Lex on Blonde Gionni, the jailer and security are the Rhom The Star Wars Bar, which is controlled by Giubeca nicer than usual today, smiles and opens the door to customers.
Or maybe it took someone who wanted to enter the back door and holds it upside down beyond the railing above the water, shaking continuously. However laughed.
I'm confused. Zichichi
Dulbecco and greet them from the bench where I'm serving Rubia and Hack, Ferrotre discussing with the size of the cosmos and the environmental impact of nuclear energy plants.
Or is boasting of the size of their penis showing the whole swollen forearm muscle hypertrophy.
Rhom seda a fight with words, convincing the two rivals to make peace and join hands. But I also see
a head violently slamming against the glass and continuously until blood spurts from his nose, the eyebrow and the lip, while the other has the face under his boot. The blood flows from the glass and you Moicòl Scazzi Zoiberg's why he should have said that after cleaning.
Gionni and Secondino arrive discussing the meanings of Moby Dick, each with their own theories, original and valid.
soon as I see them watching on a pornofarm Videophone Gionni where a German, naked, said Ya! Ya! while doing a chicken. The two laugh
fun.
are increasingly confused. And I turn my head a little. Lex Lex
the blond recommend the dark, one of my bosses, what to do with his girl alcoholic and drug addict.
few seconds later I see him get a synthetic drug dealer passage.
At this point I realize I do not feel well at all, and yet I drank only water, as usual: in service as a cop, do not drink.
At the end of round I can lose consciousness, but it will never happen during the service.
At least that's what I thought until now. Rubia
The shift troubles me a ticket before babbling something about how long to wait here.
I would use one of my usual phrases built ad hoc for the occasion, but the bar starts to turn myself around.
I gotta get out, get some air, but fuck! there are no panic on the door-crystal the back and I struggled to find the support to open what seems to me a ton of glass.
slide and the dead weight of the body helps me to find a path to exit.
deep breath, but the situation seems worse.
I try to go to ground zero, avoiding the elevator.
scales have never been so difficult to do, but not fall.
I try to get to the first process to rinse the face, but Frano on a girl who gets scared and cries.
Nita takes me by the hair and asked me what the fuck am I doing embraced a whore.
I wonder what the fuck am I doing here my ex now.
The corridor is oblique, people are doubles.
Nita becomes a friend of the girl. I
find a place assured. I try to open the door of the warehouse.
There will never, I think. Fortunately
Tequila Queen is coming. The clash and she looks at me wrong, offend in Galician, because I have not apologized.
The store is too tight.
Provo office, which has air conditioning. In the office there
Vinteig. He's pulling of coke.
At this point I am certain that he was drugged, it is easier to see a bouncer Vinteig make intelligent use of drugs.
Vivvi!, Rattle in a desperate plea for help. But
nasty bitch, for three years to work for me and call me Vivvi three years. My name is Vinnie, fuck! Vinni! Vinteig complains.
E 'the last piece of information that my brain keeps track of the first blackout.
I faint and start to beat for the seizures.
I wake up at home after nineteen hours, and slowly begin to remember and piece together the previous evening but reality and hallucination are joined by osmosis.
The only security I have is that someone somehow has me addicted, I want to find out who and why and what the security guys have made just one of the things that I have seen: the second. On
Vinni I have some doubts.
Vivvi O?
Thursday, February 11, 2010
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But when you see Fiji Bersani there to cry? That is, since he is the PD is totally dead. Then now, with this history of political programs Rai that has been imposed on the veto, has run just touched the bottom of the ridge. Pure Cardinal Vesponi considered a must intervene on the matter, and then imagine.
But then, with this opposition, do we expect?
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But when you see Fiji Bersani there to cry? That is, since he is the PD is totally dead. Then now, with this history of political programs Rai that has been imposed on the veto, has run just touched the bottom of the ridge. Pure Cardinal Vesponi considered a must intervene on the matter, and then imagine.
But then, with this opposition, do we expect?
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
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good start in February to all!
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What Accent Colour To Use In Living Room
good start in February to all!
To mark the occasion, throw a wink Here:
http://lidlstyle.wordpress.com
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