Sunday, January 23, 2011

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GRAFFIATO but I'm RIMPRENDENDO. Griff? No, I said Graff. WHY 'ALWAYS UNDERSTAND WHAT MAKES YOU COMFORTABLE? Converting LIT IN THE BRAIN!


ANTONIO TOUGH SECURITY got laughs. Absolutely brilliant. SINCE VIDEO AND UPLOAD 'MOST BUSINESS TITANIUM BOARD OF VIEWING THIS LINK.
MI HAS CRACKS.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DeuI8Ca1K0o









LOVE MY CHILDREN, I LOVE THEM, GIVE LIFE TO THEM, Woe to those who I touch MY CHILDREN.
NO, YOU DO NOT VICE, I WANT THEM SO WELL THAT I CAN NOT ALLOWING HIM ANYTHING.
TOH, GO TAKE A CRANE TO BRING YOUR KIDS LOVED to eat a cotton candy MIXER LUNA PARK.
PARENTS OF SHIT, SHAME Bitch.






THE NEW FRONTIER OF ART.
INSTALLATION AND PERFORMER FROM THE GREAT UNKNOWN NAME HAS 'MADE TO MAKE A PLASTIC RECTUM IN ORDER TO THIS crap' that dreams of night.
IN THIS CASE WITHIN THE CUP, AND 'THE FAMOUS RABBIT APPREZZABILISSIMO highly visible and the attractive THIS FILM "DONNIE DARKO".










jinx TOP CURSE OF THE WEEK: I was born a quadriplegic son, and for sorrow, a stroke can affect your ill health.

temperatures below zero in New York. Recorded peak of 40 °. Denies God: "God damn me and when I created. Always there with me the pijiate? You are always in Roppe's penis in my mother's co 'all silly lllle prayers. Piàtevela co 'it every now and then, right? Eh. "

Seriously (I touched something indefinite copyright of mo come and take me) I think that in a pure and true democracy like ours, the state secret, the secret investigation of the secrets in general are the lifeblood of a prosperous. Long as there are secrets between the people and governments, between parents and children, between husbands and wives love, truth and justice will triumph as objectively showed us all those essential films with which we grew up, helping to form our own soggettivissimo, personal critical foolproof, thanks to which we are always changing for the better this wonderful world, until we succeed in eradicating the scourge of drugs and terrorism, so that when everyone and I mean all the terrorists (born or not) and doped (ie well as those who spend too much time in front of the TV) will be eradicated without leaving any trace, will win a new sun brighter, the air disinquinerà voluntarily we will all live happily in harmony co 'all the gods and incontrovertibly exist objectively.

I love the sincerity of this perfect world. Fuck You
the Martians, I want to stay on the ground. Rocco Siffredi

think that has run on the side of the god supreme leader Prime Minister saying that it is laudable to support usable erections at 74-odd (in the back of) years.
Rocco Siffredi I have always admired because it is a great actor and artist who has won the nature, providing a tool to smooth, renovate, decorate, motivate entire nations.
is thanks to him that the sun gets hotter every year and prosperous. This is why I sided with Rocco Siffredi saying not only is it good to be patriotic and nationalistic, even when not needed (if ever need one?). We must push the accelerator and the art of feeling so.

Sorry, the effect of heroin is finished, I returned pessimistic, adolescent and tedious.
It was not me!

felt that bitch on Wikileaks, I could not help but notice how the concepts of "government" and "army" are completely unchallenged. When
visiono or read works on popular revolts, the kind that the masses gasano or type V for Vendetta Fight Club, I smile thinking that it is reasonably possible the existence of Jesus, Muhammad and all other coalition force from the dark side.

The pope continues unperturbed to shoot shit, I must say with admirable success. The other day I got a laugh sincere, not the usual laugh hatred regret.
There he and the undisputed leader of Italian morale sitting side by side in a pose dolcestilnovista to say the least, so immortalized immortal for printing and for the subjects. From
moved.

The headline referred to the lack of morality. Have you seen

A serbian movie?
Imagine the last five minutes of film shot them other than as Srdjan Spasojevic.

After the gifted actor porno Milosh found that your ass is breaking is that of his young son, and that the hooded man beside him is his brother, who is breaking through the ass of his wife, the effect of the stimulant for horses that the director had given the poor Milosh vanishes, and all of a sudden return to friends.

Milosh makes a ninety points sphincter son's horribly compromised and all go to make a nice picnic in the midst of an endless, green lawn.

Credits.

Yes, I know, this is the vision we have, we could not be more optimistic than that. Think of the sheer sense of humor to themselves New Yorkers.

Foreword. In New York, if you do not take at least 6 different types of anti-psychotic drugs for depression and attacks of rage and panic you marginalize the social fabric, as you see it as a foreign terrorist and potentially dangerous.
"Why do not drool? Are you a infector ", is one of the phrases are told daily psychotropic deserters.
'Nzomma New York when you walk, you happen to meet someone, that someone, the question "How are you?" Responds: "Great. Wonderful. Yeah. The sympathy is that maybe you've caught ten minutes from the voluntary and murdered his family full of shiny, including the poor kitty Astolfo (though she was 14, already had long since embarked on Sunset Boulevard).

how it works.

In Iran, the world capital of rhinoplasty (for the rest of the country is a shit, if you're a woman the worse for you!) Each year are based on well-nose 35,000 people.

There was this studio full of Iranian media (without nose patatauncino can not be said to be a seller of fine carpets), each with her nose redone. The interviewer asks: "What the fuck are you doing quaddentro, you need to re-redo the nose? Do not accept a pretty nose redone? ". A beautiful, handsome, physically and morally free lady says: "I came to make an appointment for my husband." That was a touching scene. I imagined the poor husband, a shy and awkward tappetaio secretary, who has the courage to go get an appointment for a nose job because he is ashamed, so much so that when work will ask the doctors to cover their eyes every two minutes why can not bear to gaze upon himself, so much inside.

From this minute and a half documentary is shocking news out two as the lady who appears and says: "Sorry, I know sbajata, however, continue to pray and Combre them my keychain." The first

sconcertatura disconcerting about a radical morphological change of the entire nation. Now that almost nobody has his nose as the original madonna give it to him (provided that they bought six candles of Padre Pio branded Madonna as a lifting of Prada), Iran is becoming more Westernized even on an aesthetic level, denying its roots and drowning in blood and splinters bone (for rifarti nose before you have to destroy him and crush with a hammer).

I think that within five years, Iran will come out characters like Ronnie Coleman and Jay Cutler.
without training!
Puri, original, true iranian people.

The second disturbing distortion of reality is that artists do not tappetoidi but still Iranians Iranian women have begun to paint ... nose redone.
was amazing: was 'I'm painting with' woman's face with the usual disconsolate and convinced that being treated as an incubator walking on two feet is a good thing that more and more disconsolate n'altra, looked out from behind the spetattori its magnificent patch anti infection that stroking a quarter of a face.

The woman in the study justified this way: "We are free, intelligent, crazy and rebellious Iranian women anything but submissive to fallocrazia of our beloved pigs tappetai aquiline nose facing the 6 o'clock means the gold-hooked nose facing in the direction 'where lies the male penis - we go back to the nose because, since we are so free not having to put a dick shawl around her head even when the thermometer touches the forty and freezers thaw in armistice, joyous waving the white flag and focuses on the perfection of her face. We found the face, just that - otherwise we infibulated kicked in the backside-we have only the appearance of our face to seduce men and human feelings useful. Of course, if we find the lover murano live while we pour vitriol in the face until they take the form of a deity zoomorphic. So we apologize and some even to pray, but the game worth the candle and the motor is as good as a piston.

The way I think now that the technology is growing exponentially we no longer basic problems, not to say "obsolete" as the problems of indoor lighting.

A game is an enjoyable pastime while waiting for a tumor is to do justice.
If a game is as good as a candle means that it is a game that does not deserve.

we had been in the Pleistocene would have said: "Damn, this game is so much fun that you could easily equate to a candle to those that allow us to continue to make us even when our cocks go to the sun god of fuck ass mountains. "

Bits Based on a program called grim, handling TOPICS FOOD.

"Can you cook?".

Ask a whore in a cooking show host if he can cook is like asking a priest: - Resist without blaspheming when the little children bend to pick up the box cadutogli while parents are present?

The master chef, his two meters high, conferred by a pair of shoes aesthetically satisfying as the carcass of a blade in the desert, with ridiculous stilts worthy of a supreme master of juggling advanced, the smiles of those who do knows a lot longer because it was received there by his father haunting the first communion and says, "If I cook? As a good Neapolitan yes. " The presenter

biting her lip, and after having established the origin geografica dell'ospite in studio ripolarizza la domanda. “Quindi sai anche sparartela come si deve”.

E l'ospite: “Da buona napoletana sì!”

Mi chiedo se l'ospite, oltre che cucinare bene e spararsela bene sappia anche spacciare bene. A spacciare mica sono buoni tutti, ci vogliono un bel paio di pacchi di nervi saldi.

Comunque, per quello che posso ipotizzare, predìco che lei, da buona napoletana... sì.

Ora faccio un sondaggio tra voi, miei amati lettori.
Secondo le vostre umilissime opinioni... da buon napoletano... sì.

Chiedevo: secondo voi, chi sono i benestanti?

Si fa riferimento a quelle persone che physical appearance to match the profile and economic characters narrated in the first becere films of renowned filmmaker Gabriele Muccino, or are people they can find peace and serenity without the assumption of no dust, or liquid pharmaceutical candy?

In the meantime, I'm going to have a good track.
... a good Italian.

What do you understand?
meant a track with the bike. If you do not like pasta, deception, and a soft dictatorship by a man dressed in black who fucks your children in the name of his fictitious employer, more ROSSI DOCTOR you can not call yourself a true Italian.

Thanks to my vintage amp I could find such a distortion Retro remember guitar solos of Lynyrd Skynyrd.
I got behind the wheel dell'ibanez Rg bought many years ago, I took down note for note solo masterpiece of Free Bird.

After the third time I run it properly, it is estimated that 87 terminally ill well be miraculously healed.

The trouble is that, as usual, the lady and another couple of saints have taken all the credit, leaving me as an asshole on the roadside begging.

was my chance to be levied, my chance like Rocky - but he has had 6; occhei, diluted in almost forty years, but what the hell - and they sent me in smoke, because the saints are employees.

He enjoys fame and success can not be without it. When I interviewed with clasped hands in prayer and trimmed nonsense - not heard this term from school when the teacher was too clean and polite to tell me face things as they were: "You did a bitch," nothing but nonsense - to Interviewers come from the local broadcasters from around the world, thinking about the importance of values \u200b\u200band the family.

The truth is something else, like a fir uncomfortable in the ass on the side of the secular roots.

do not believe it: tonnarelli ... exist. Even OpenOffice
not marked as critical egregious misconduct highlighted red as menstruation.

Even "menstruation" does not give error: I had underestimated openoffice, I did more puritanical, as it is set in the Italian language and Italian is a citizen who did not rebel in twenty years of Fascism, to fifty years of Christian democracy and another twenty-odd years of managerialism microcephalic hair transplant.

If you write about "Google" transplant, the first term is suggested HAIR. Now no longer in fashion that I know the place, smashed a liver or a pancreas wear.
We give a fuck of death, the important thing is look decent.

Jonah Who Lived in the Whale lived well or poorly lived?
Living in a macro, they are not parasites, I figure it as a vision of vernacular ... shhhtrana.
Come on up, but I put some things in his head!

bontempone Also on Google.
Typing "E 'dead' come out, in order: Lino Banfi, promissory notes, the Octopus Paul (Paul chicccazzo is octopus?) Pregadio and, gran, grand finale" E 'dead point.

I did not think that the Italians were so attached to Lino Banfi. As for who will pay say first that enlightens me google, I saw "I'll pay" as the future perfect tense of the verb to pay. On

iutubb, flat-spotted one of the most viewed video on the front page there is another yet another movie that denounces bankers, seigniorage, the public debt, blah blah blah.
Surrender: HAVE WON THEM AND ALWAYS WIN.
VIVA THE BANK DUE TO PRAISE, FUCK HUMANITY '.
Toh!

Elio s'ostina to compose songs on rediogovernatorpadrone, proving once again that we are powerless, because the satire is just a mere tool to give more power to dictators with the power to punish the traitors to beatings in the ass.

If I feel I Luttazzi piss on his head. Using
But the bird of Carlin or Hicks.

And speaking of 'history is between the President and attractive girls, fantastic interview a few days ago.
In practice she has fucked.
Apparently they have embraced their dark blue cashmere blanket and target the eternal star of the holy firmament our award-winning rider made her a caress refusing his advances: "I'm too big for you."
She replied: "decrepit, if anything. I do not think big. " It is

arrived Tatanka!
not ask me how I got there.
Cristodio that "music" shit.
Truzzetti tangled up, try to crash into other days, to the infamous Saturday night.

Need music psychopaths?
Council of Daito Manabe.
What music do?
The problem is "with what make it ".
In short: he plays the eyelids, cheeks, nose, eyebrows and mouth. Futile
say it is not a serial killer in the throes of totemic stage that in order to prolong the pleasure by the Act resulted in the final murder murderess gets to play with body parts of victims by creating amulets ears with fingers and teeth, divertendocisi like a cobra in a cage of newborn hamsters. I'm very psycho

linked sensors able to capture the movements and facial portions of the above, guided by a metronome in the background, creates rhythmic sounds by moving the facial muscles.

Entertainment!

What we do in life echoes in eternity.
This alone is enough to ensure that drugs are legalized, especially heavy ones.
The inspiration of a drug crosses the boundaries of the unknown.

What we do in life echoes in eternity ... but if people do not even remember what happened the other day.

Gladiator is a semi porn film tailor-made for the gym-Truzzi Romans who play at being warriors, filled with ketamine to dance all night to the cemetery and tear of Mother bbbella

Seeing related movies: "Braveheart and the motivational speech "... I know there's the hand of Robert King, but William Wallace or Mel Gibson.

Highly recommended capolavorissimo also the mystical "The Passion of Christ."
After the first twenty minutes of film, spoken in a dialect of pastoral Vercelli, will not be able to resist the temptation to jump up from his chair and scream for the remaining 100 minutes, "Again, Daje, again, louder, louder, toh, toh, pious, Piata this and this. "

Oscar in photography, I would have given to special effects. I was so excited to see Christ scarified I feared to have the pleasure to Stendhal Syndrome.

... chiccazzo was Stendhal?
One of a film by Dario Argento.

That year (2005) took the Oscar for the overrated overestimated hyper "Million Dollar Baby." Having said all
. In the sense
: Stallone is a jerk who makes the wrong lip with violent films. Clint Eastwood, who took the wrong film the jerk with the lip that makes violent movies, has a woman instead of the jerk who makes the wrong lip with violent films and won Oscars in the face of the Spotless Mind and SE THE AVIATOR. He has enough to be the mythical fetish film Clint and add the final sop to humanitarian projects also in secondary schools, with the pseudo-social message about euthanasia.
Passanso for a great cultural event.

Rocky is a gem of cinema. Million Dollar Baby
an unnecessary remake of creepy.

Ah, I forgot, anyone who reads my blog or have an intellectual tendency is that it may be everything.

all remain: ANY WORK OR NOT TO FELLINI Kaurismaki 's useless, arrogant shit.
PRAISE THE CINEMA OF AUTHOR, AND A NEO NEOREALISM ZHANG KE.

... I challenge you again: you have the courage to look "Still Life" in full, by sober, alone?

Ok, I've impressed.
But so complex a work deserves more than a vision to be gutted.
Look at him again, after a period of not less than one week.

See?

There is a limit to everything but our uselessness.

Poor me, that woman will be perhaps half that hate me.

Thanks, Richard Benson.

And thank you for your time.
You can now go on to make a healthy lobstertube Italic culture.

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