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Cigarettes and shit

The world is full of Cazzaro! Statistics show that smokers are more now.

Blame the high cost of living: not really spared no one, except them!

cigarettes increased! Saying crap instead, is always free ...

So to say all the bullshit!

now is an epidemic, you're surrounded which looks like a siege. The assault on Fort Apache ...

But I say ... But

tutte 'ste shit around will not make us evil?

E 'that all - really all - are concerned about the smoke. But none of the bullshit!

And so, in any public place you are, there is always a sign that says " smoke. "But I never found a sign written on" prohibited say bullshit!

Even in the disco and clubs, if you want to quit smoking. The crap instead, you can safely tell you to your seat, in full

freedom ... And if a cigarette does not refuse even to a person sentenced to death, imagine a bullshit!

The worst, however, are those who say they could not give up a cigarette after a night of sex. Taken from amnesia, these guys do not remember how much it cost to get to the post-coital cigarette! how fucking had to tell the girl to take her to bed!

And the smoke of a cigarette wrap all those shit, that mica disappear, fly, take the form of pretty bubbles! Mica you let go of this ...

There's nothing to do. The exponential growth of Cazzaro, does not raise the necessary concerns.

So, if on each packet of cigarettes, there are phrases like "smoking is unhealthy," "smoking causes CANCO" etc., etc., in

kit perfect Cazzaro there is no tool which is written

"SAY CAZZATE damages your health", "THE KILLS fuck you."

Also because it would not be true! You say a mistake? Mica will you Gas, gas who listens to you! The

Cazzaro is "Cazzaro", not "stupid"!

It 's a bit like the history of passive smoking, which is harmful to most non-smoker, but who is in the outpost. The

shit, from this point of view, so it is even worse than passive smoking. That also causes the least harm to the smoker.

So I turn to you, "Cazzaro person" ... If a

Cazzaro (active) speaks with you, you tell him to stop.

CAZZATE THE ONLY KILLS YOU.

At the extreme, to suggest Cazzaro to smoke a cigarette ... (possibly not in your presence)

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Garment Rack With Bottom Basket

Ecce bombo

had to be in the things of everyday revolutionaries.
But we're a little miffed, delusi, stanchi, ... , ... !
Mi sa che in questo periodo stiamo sbagliando...più o meno tutto!
E se avessimo sbagliato direzione?
Andrebbe riconsiderato il rapporto che abbiamo con il mondo, con il lavoro, con la famiglia.
Con le donne.
Con noi stessi...
Anche quello va rivisto!
Si, mi sa che abbiamo davvero sbagliato direzione!
Io mi sono rotto di gente che alle dieci inizia a fare girotondi. Se si balla non vengo!
E così, l'interrogativo è uno solo: " si nota di più se vengo e me ne sto in disparte o se non vengo per niente "?
Vabbè, sabato la notte me ne vado a Ostia. Mi butto sulla spiaggia e aspetto che al mattino sorga il sole...Sicuramente sorgerà alle mie spalle.
Sarà un segnale, " un invito a capire "...
C'è poco da scherzare, la direzione è quella sbagliata...

Dried Peaches Wal Mart

Er Tab Just

Er Linguetta era là, nascosto dietro l'angolo. Tana per er Linguetta!!!

E che volete che ci stesse facendo er Linguetta dietro l'angolo? Aspetta il boss, per leccargli il culo!

Attento boss, dietro l'angolo c'è er Linguetta, ti sta preparando un'imboscata!

Appena passi, ZAAAAC! (Anzi SLUUURP)!

Er Linguetta a leccare il culo del boss non ha rivali!

Colpi di lingua impietosi. A raffica...

L'ultima volta I witnessed the spectacle, had not set: the boss, after the ambush of the tongue could be seen clearly that claimed a bidet.

Saliva Tongue of the mix all the ass! It was understandable that you would take it off!

Er Tab to luck is not my business. One of the few advantages of being the last wagon wheel is the one that after you cross the tongue do not need the bidet.

this far.

fact, er tongue, now, around the corner we had not placed for the boss. But for me!

It was there that he trained with the lollipop ...

Then I step, and .... ZAAAAC! (Indeed SLUUURP)! He wanted

to recommend a book to read.

And I tell you: "What's wrong !

you say I "do not know ...

That's just the demand to break the ice ...

And in fact ...

I was stuck on him.

He had heard of my recent successes in the professional field and wanted to congratulate him.

at all costs!

shots of the language of the tongue are really powerful. When you can not get rid of clinging ...

are so fast that not even see them. We feel it!

But I have not given up, I fought heroically! Now I opened

an umbrella to protect me from the saliva! And at first seemed to hold

...

But the amount of saliva was so excessive that Sunshades sold ...

umbrella was a really brave! He had endured the worst weather. Even as tropical downpours.

What is a tropical downpour in comparison to the threat coming from the salivary glands of the tongue!

Not a dam stops the saliva of Liguetta!

Supplice, I watched the boss! "Save me " between me and begged me! " Richiamaci both the duty, you can do it! Threat something like ... if you do not go to work there either sacked ...

Ma il boss, vedendo che stavolta il suo culo era salvo, se ne è fottuto!

Meglio lavorare con qualche collaboratore in meno, ma lavorare con il culo asciutto!

Sicuramente avrà pensato questo.

Er Linguetta intanto dilagava.

Ha persino insistito per accompagnarmi a casa! Casualmente aveva la macchina proprio davanti all'uscita...

" Ma no, non posso accettare, ti ringrazio...ma non posso proprio!! "...

" Devi accettare, sennò mi offendo "!

Alla fine mi ha sequestrato costringendomi ad accettare quanto meno un passaggio fino alla Metro.

Nel tragitto ha preteso che gli I let my home phone number, phone, fax number, e-mail and msn. (Of course I have given them to him all wrong) ...

And I also proposed, one of these days, going to lunch together ... (Ops. .. I'm on a diet!)

Boss, boss, please fire me?

Next time, I will think twice before turning the corner!

Dear readers, I must leave you ...

Urge a bidet ...

Tubing For My Sand Rail

a trifle

As Manfred in movie "department stores" out of the elevator and says "I also buy department stores," so I go out on this blog and I say " I also participated in the contest Baol "... The competition is

Baol to send a photo or drawing on" Just a trifle. "

And that I did!

But now it's you! In fact, the blogosphere will - and then you see that - to determine who is the winner of expressing your preferences in to post a comment Baol.

For further explanation and to vote, go to Blog Baol .

So I'm supposed to advertise and convince me to vote for my photo (which is number 13).

However I can not deny that all the photos (and they are all over 33) are all special and worthy of attention (And votes). So, you do!

But there are background information about my participation in the contest, which just can not be silenced (and what you hope that the "jury" you will be lenient).

In fact, a terrible misfortune has characterized my participation in the contest!

Let me explain!

The upper limit for sending the photo was February 28. I already had in mind that photo shoot. I would have been placed on the Via Annibaldi to take a photo of the Colosseum at dusk.

Accompanied by the comment " If you live in Rome, just a trifle to take a good photo . The

against fate, however, wanted to be the 27 che il 28 febbraio, il Sole a Roma avesse deciso di scioperare. Quindi nè è sorto, nè è tramontato.

E proprio in quei giorni, che erano gli ultimi per partecipare al concorso, dovevo fare la foto!

E allora, se il Sole sciopera, come fa a tramontare alle spalle del Colosseo?

Uè, non è che torni in servizio giusto per 10 minuti? In genere quando si sciopera vengono rispettate le fascie di garanzia!!!

Niente da fare. Sciopero non comunicato e senza fascie di garanzia!

Tuttavia non mi sono arreso subito: sono andato ugualmente a Via degli Annibaldi e ho scattato la foto! Eccola...

Questa view, with the sun at sunset is spectacular ...

But without the sun, does not satisfy me, I feel that something is missing ...

beginning I was thinking of sending this picture anyway, accompanied by the comment " If the sun comes out, just a trifle to fucked up the contest Baol .

Then, cursing the unexpected strike of the Sun - perhaps the authorities enlisted - I changed my mind! Mica I could tell you the "jury" to imagine this picture with the sun behind. That is how I wanted it, but it's not my fault if the sun in those days did not showed up! It 's a photo contest, a competition is not the intention!

So, I opted for a more comical. Even insane! Given that led up to the Via Annibaldi I had a good trek, which later turned out to be useless, I chose to send this photo:

" Just the slightest thing to find comfort after a long walk. Fette wind ! "

Then, go Baol Blog, and if you think this photo worthy of your vote, rate them. Otherwise, of photos to vote there are another 32, so there'll be spoiled for choice.

In any case, remember that you have until March 10 to vote, so hurry!

Ps: the foot of the photos are not mine.