Monday, November 27, 2006

White Spots On My Clown Loach

the last big weekend: how to live an arabstrapless life

my great-grandfather was a carter, a problem than for what they tell me that cart there was not even straight by mistake, some blame him for that is the fault of Lake Garda Barbera rancid that will guzzle in life, so at least we've got gray eyes that I've taken from my mother, but her lips were purple missed a couple of generations father's side. but my cousin has a van that he uses to get around to deliver the gas cylinders, sometimes even cast iron stoves on the stairs of some Vecchiazzano that are too stingy to pay the bastards then you buy the gas stove. I will trade like I do here at this time press officer, who the fuck is a job not only while you're doing well, but while the stories. 're at the computer all day to put the names of journalists in databeis and after you have put the names into the databeis attack you on the phone and begins to bombard the balls. after that you have the balls to a hammered, take databeis and write that to this character's side have hammered his balls. that's what scares the undersigned, the bureaucracy of the pounding of balls. talk all day with people who understand who you curse when the lady, put down with this attack and the next, hoping to arrive just to make you stop what you call him to blurb your shitty news, so the next day as you Not only that you do work a shitty job and stay all day in the office in the caffettini gulp of coffee affects you also get to buy the paper and cut the paragraph. I as a press officer I've got the philosophy of focus above all radios and televisions, because at least when they give you the news you do not have to trim the bump sidebars, which is a wretched stuff sitting there because I cut and paste all day you think you're back in elementary school with the difference that you are no longer carefree, you're not happy and there is nobody at home that you buy to wear. force for nine hours so when you get back to you and not even close the door in regards to suck a couple of mini Morettoni be 66 before you find the courage to speak to someone.

today, at least in the morning I've been out of office, but that does not seem to go around the streets in the morning as when you were unemployed person is one thing that you opened your hearts with happiness. I even gave a box to carry around, then I picked up my box and I began to walk under the arcades with sigarettino hanging. you have to see the university as the girls looked at me. because if the girls say you're sitting all day in the office to make you agonize sperm Cambian safe way, however if you see that unload and transport the stuff around guaranteed to think that there must be having a big box under the NERC mileage . the box he looks fucked up but at the end sometimes gives you the result of a polo shirt fred perry sucks without you had to buy the eighty zucchini.

delivered this box and then I went to the place where we did the press conference that all the work is the only stuff worth it because at least when the wind is blowing from the right and ability that you understood that you dummies of prosecchini free lunch, which cost the prosecchini with what they earn and the press officer is a stuff will lick your balls.

Who have some of my colleagues think that the vocation of sti work here, I personally I think that is like calling that have all that shit all the turkeys to roam life. I personally had the money I would buy myself a god dog van.

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PS: we are at the 18 pueblo. that the news does not merit any kind of attention, but was beaten to dj enzo do occur.

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