A MUST SEE.
difficult COMEDIES SPLATTER I like them, In fact, I VOMIT ARE ONLY HEARD ABOUT THIS
'a special case.
READING, you will understand.
MI MANCANO. MI MANCANO.
FANCIULLEZZA VIOLATA.
NON HO TROVATO NEANCHE UNA FOTO DI UNA VIDEOTECA VERA (CON VHS).
Quand'ero piccolo capitava spesso di sognare film che non avevo visto, eccezion fatta per le succose locandine, colorate e contorte come sapevano farne una volta.
Ogni pomeriggio andavo nella mia videoteca di fiducia (ce n'erano due; “2001” era omnia, “Videorent” era merdia), mi drogavo con cataloghi zeppi, rigogliosi scaffali ad effetto domino (sulla psiche e non) esercitavano potere illimitato sulla mia psichetta.
Era come se gli scaffali raccontassero cosa fosse celato nei nastri custoditi nel ventre dell'archivio union set behind the mighty shoulders of sadistic videotecaio.
science had not yet invented the VHS sets and videos stored on the shelves of video stores more atavistic were free to strike each other, to fall to the ground in an orgy of plastic, mortifying the shit that had triggered the mechanism of disharmony with a bang bestial, unambiguous and sudden wake-up call of apocalypse that was rushing the operator, fork in hand and a small tank of gasoline to intimidate the hapless buyer clumsy card fitted.
I had a couple of times, I did not like at all.
Gasoline burns until it goes.
A distance of time segments or more less short by celluloidee oniropippe, I used to rent one at random and fuck I had already seen.
Even if I had not seen.
theorized that someone had struck the head stone of the first rape and, therefore, have severe problems with memory, I remembered things that the revised only once a second, third time.
Film rented but forgotten due to trauma of sexual abuse.
checked the surface of the skull to locate bumps, tumors, that kind of stuff there that undermines a proper, sober and healthy, as Alessia Marcuzzi, gut brain activity.
Nothing.
Even scabs.
I was an insatiable cunning spirit, not mi fidavo di nessuno, tanto meno di me stesso. Volevo un'ultima, definitiva conferma.
M'infilai un dito nel sedere.
Fui estremamente sollevato, dopo aver convissuto col terrore che il braccio fosse risucchiato nel culo fino alla spalla (magari mi aveva stuprato tutta la crew al completo che interpretava la tribù di “Cannibal Holocaust”).
Ero sano come un pesce libero; generalmente i pesci sono malati di depressione, imprigionati negli allevamenti di ciccioni pescatori della domenica pomeriggio.
Con la progressiva scomparsa dell'home video quest'abilità mutò in qualcosa di simile e altrettanto bizzarro.
Tutt'oggi la possiedo.
Fatemi vedere un fotogramma of any film.
Give me three seconds of the trailer, a tear film.
Let me read the title.
Years later, when the film is being broadcast on television, they are able to identify it in all circumstances.
I can remember the title, director, principal actors, even if the scene I happen to see while zappingheggio, including tele-shopping for a mattress and a whore who does crossword puzzles for spastic retired, is not one of those I saw in trailer, the image of what the fuck was.
1.23% margin of error.
Gift?
I do not think.
If you can not making money, I would say that is a joke that the gods have played for you to get Test Case heavenly boredom.
I do not say thank god because he is not involved.
must have been homogenized GM gave me the secret of her aunt.
thank Ed Gein, Ted Bundy, and Wayne Gacy, the only, only, true, unique trinity. Other
the idiot Catholics copied from Egyptian folklore!
Why you did NOT share with my gift, I is not known, it becomes impossible to open, at present time like the other day with the day after tomorrow.
be with me than with others.
Have you heard of the birds that are kin to the choir, at the same time, wing after transfer, for no apparent reason? Before
in America, now in the boot italics.
Many, including myself, think "Project HAARP."
Others think the will of an old, forgotten Jesus sad and angry.
Others point the finger at the karma overload of mother earth.
Who is right I do not know, probably never will. I just hope that
ornitocadaveri become the property of those who really need it.
can enjoy to the bastards who put the face of electromagnetic waves in the ether messes up the brain for the sake of playing to "playing God".
The old Zoroastrian New Delhi has bought stocks of vultures in a special offer to celebrate the funeral rites.
Great luck, be taken indefinitely to devour the corpse of your enemy.
He plays for a concept album but it is much more brutal metal.
THIS IS RELIGION!
Dejected, between two and spotted a small, the bartender: "Christmas Pallos. Christmas gifts to the child. CenDOvenDI parcels. Pu 'the witch, n'atri cenDOtrenDA toys. I know him 'said moima, Vashti. Bashta FANDASIA WITH THE CHILD MUST LEARN IN LIFE IS NOT 'HAVE EVERYTHING IN LIFE IS LOST, THERE IS' BITTER, the bitterness of defeat. CAN NOT 'TO GROW, TO THINK HE' HAD EVERYTHING, which is' always a victory. " In the monologue
time I finished the coffee.
Just to pretend not to be the uncivilized they are, have shown interest in the conversation, and stay here without having to plaster this programmed reactions' matrix.
"How old is your daughter?"
"Four."
"Shit, is ready for the Foreign Legion. You should tell her that Santa Claus does not exist. "
"'n fact. Mo next year ... "
... the genesis of another serial killer.
Not that the little children not to drink the shit of an obese Lapp that infringes on private property around the world, at his peril, to do good without receiving in return a dick is a bad thing, just come on, c 'is less and less magic. There are
children 5 years already know the day you marry.
But their parents do not know the technological singularity, so let the dream of parents who prevent their children from dreaming.
highly recommend to all the movie "Santa's Slay."
A pleasant 1 hour and 10 delirium.
Recommended to children.
A great way to discover the deception.
The soundtrack of "Vigilante" is fucking crazy.
True funk.
Fucking Funk.
... I had someone to share it ...
Back to my selfishness.
Scientists in Borneo have discovered a new species of dinosaur. The
merdosauro. High
more than ten metri, dai denti molli e liquidi, era lo spazzino organico della comunità dei dinosauri.
Fu il primo ad estinguersi.
Vi lascio immaginare perché.
Figuratevi la cagata media di un cavallo comune. Moltiplicatela per tre di quantità e dimensioni.
Vi piacerebbe essere al mondo sapendo che il vostro compito è quello di far sparire la merda degli altri dentro voi?
È stato il primo e unico caso di ESTINZIONE PROGRAMMATA VOLONTARIA della storia del pianeta.
Capisco il povero merdosauro; penso che sarò un degno N°2.
... se analizzate l'azione di PRENDERE LA MERDA DEGLI ALTRI E FARLA SPARIRE DENTRO SE', vi accorgerete che è quello che facciamo ogni giorno, da che nasciamo.
We take the pain, frustration, failure of others, in the form of reprimands, beatings, bans etc. and make them disappear inside of us, dying little by little.
We are the direct descendants of merdosauro.
is why the complex R.
's why we're reptilian.
Yesterday and today there was the fog.
I invited to come in to read together the stories of EA Poe. I offered full glasses of brandy, chocolate bars with hazelnuts.
The fog is gone hurt for a couple of very distinct reasons.
'll try to summarize it in brief.
The first relates to all types of chocolate filled.
The hazelnut is one of the first fruits dried to make the worms when it is trapped in bars fluxes, subject to dissolution by heat to store hyper sunny months of June through August.
Second (hell of alcoholics?) Was disappointed by the descriptions that Edgar had made.
"I was portrayed too big, sad. Depressing. Serves him right, alcoholic who died at forty. "
I learned another valuable lesson. Pure
fog is baaasssshhhtarda.
in Saudi Arabia have arrested 10 emo. There is no surprise (there can not miss until they think you stick a layer of metal inside the brain) apart from the fact that, to punish them, three beefy soldiers sono offerti di stuprarli in piazza, sotto gli occhi della popolazione colma d'odio per tutto quello che esiste nel vocabolario.
I militari sono stati giustiziati il giorno seguente, quando il loro superiore ha scovato i profili netlog dei 3 traditori con tanto di capelli piastrati, smalto nero sulle unghie, e una scritta col rossetto sulle guance: Fucking war.
Greenpace è giunta sul posto per dire: “Noi non c'entriamo un cazzo con la questione, ci interessa solo che le balene tornino presto la sera, perché l'oceano si riempie di drogati e brutta gente dopo la mezzanotte. In compenso, tenga signor presidente, le regaliamo questa fantastica piastra per capelli e una copia del dvd “Party monster” così maybe she will be overwhelmed by the charm of the universe and the emo scene queen. "
"Shit is saying, I do beheaded in the name of god."
"Oh, I forgot, we do not yet have DVD players, which is why he got angry."
"hit and sunk."
"If you card is also broken."
"Auctions."
THIS 'IDEAL INTERNATIONAL DIPLOMACY.
Now I feel better. Thanks
Ass!
There comes a certain point in the journey 'of our lives, when everything is gray, dull, monochrome, and the only colored gorge, the only viable illuminated without fear alcuno è quella di una religione a scelta.
Sarete tentati di imboccare tale strada.
Non fatelo.
Fatevi furbi.
Fondate voi stessi una religione, plagiate le persone a vostra immagine e perversione.
Inizieranno a piovere i soldi, tutto tornerà colorato, scintillante.
Potrete permettervi coca di prima qualità, l'esistenza scorrerà più veloce. Farete la presunta fine di qualche vecchia rockstar.
La religione è salutare quando il dio che intasca il bottino sei tu.
Sono cascato dalla sedia, ho battuto una preziosa tempia, per tre settimane mamma mi ha dovuto nutrire con una cannuccia (cibi liquidi, niente solidi, dicette l'avvocato dottore psichiatra psicopompo psicomoagico Jodorowski during the interview) when I discovered that my hero, Rod Serling, was part of the Unitarian church. The same
where he studied Kurzveil Ray.
not believe in the trinity, study all religions cool, you take the piss out of a different one every two months, you learn to relate all the similarities (scopiazzature) and intrinsic differences.
And maybe, if you're conscientious, you can eventually get to safety.
Lucky them, we were only studying the fucking Catholicism.
I must not cry on, I still have many years to deserve hell as it should.
they do not want to close the balcony? Many
is unpleasant for the balcony of home.
Is it not their right to close it forever, end to the sad chapter of life free, always lived outside, on the road?
No, we must summon the assembly is located, go to court to seek permission from police.
See you!
I'm going to warm up a teaspoon with sugar magic.
seems talc but it is not intended to give
dipendenzaaaaa.
What would we do without addiction?
Just wake up in the morning, but you have to do something, no?
To invent a meaning in the day.
coffee, cigarettes, bending, newspaper, news, organic cookies, everyone has a rite staff.
in a week that I am conducting this experiment: just wake up a fuck.
Do what you must do without first.
I explain a bo 'biu' rrrrofonditamente (quiet, not fact, if you have read this far you are having problems with illegal substances).
the morning there are those who can not get out of bed because it pricks her.
the morning there who can get out of bed because he has the veins as well.
the morning there are those who can not get out of bed because it has the unwanted veins, cocks are his own and is scientifically proven that Monday is a day of shit all the side effects.
the morning, when waking up in June TAKEN 'out of bed, dress, PETTINATEVI And the fuck out!
ENOUGH TO BE ITALIAN MIDDLE RITES.
no crucible.
Throughout the world there are rituals morning, the blog is written in Italian by birth Italy's ass, so it is OUR cancer that I care.
Everyone loves her cancer, woe to those who say mine is bigger than yours.
Cancer, derives from the Latin word "cancer" and means "you could take (this was in Belgium).
Curious what "cancer" is to utter a "cancer" English. Read
Palahniuk makes you feel cool, "fuck, I'm learned many things, "you are only unlearn the love of the common toaster.
I always want more, you will need to increase the dose to bursting.
Want a short story style palahniuk?
No, do not give it to you, it takes too long to write, correct, first, second, third draft.
No. I want an economic
.
However, he was continually suffering from the girl's vaginal fissures that are packed with absurd medicine without success on the dreaded affliction.
In the end it turns out that, being a girl who ate Activia every day, and was in possession of the right amount of acti bifidus regularis, cagava on time, every morning, like a train on the island of fantasy.
After his relationship with his natural regularity, not to clog the backside of indelible uncomfortable and sharp fragments of toilet paper (cellulose and celluloid are the lowest common 'denominator of my life, even if you do not use paper ass 10 years; possible explanations later, after the news), he used to lie down on the royal bidet that her grandparents gave her for Christmas twenty years ago, at the time of his first communion and baptism of the second with the sufferings of the grandparents (living in a hippy commune satanic-style villa in Arcore of Charles Manson).
The riddle was as simple as the tiny pieces of shit, ass, down nell'acqua per nuotare nel possente turbinio dell'acqua bideica.
Si viene a sapere che era lei stessa la causa del suo taglio vaginale.
Si puliva il davanti con la mano sporca dei peccati prodotti dal di dietro.
S'impiantava cilindri fecali nella vagina senza saperlo, aumentando il dolore che le impediva di godere dei fusti dei suoi parenti, sempre pronti a penetrarla con voluttuosa, religiosa cerimoniosità.
La storia trae spunto da un fatto realmente accaduto a una mia ex.
Per saperne di più sui tagli sulla figa e a quanto fanno male vi consiglio di leggere qui
http://forum.alfemminile.com/forum/fitness2/__f18007_fitness2-Ragadi-vaginali.html
... dio quanto I love the internet ...
For now I leave, I'm not very good, I'm fighting with a kind of pseudo killer fever but does not prevent me to go out and enjoy my property virtuosic liver.
I did my duty, you have your weekly dose of bullshit.
careful not to wash with the same water where they navigate the bullshit.
will fissures series.
Ah, I forgot the real ending on the fissures.
Women suffer like animals, there is a cut, right there. Brrrr.
The male enters without any protection is a healthy carrier.
without even a tear.
Just think: you can infect your friends without any pain (for you agglomerations multicellular androgynous).
not fantastic human nature, which is also sexist bastard and like all Chiesara convinced?!
soon.
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