doubt that there is usually a god.
But what I have no doubt, is that this woman is a Goddess.
The picture is of David Bailey, for Vanity Fair (September 08)
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Why Is A Subway Steak Sub So Expensive?
You know that sometimes I get corny
The distance between us.
Never mind the phone company ads to insist otherwise, or the false idea that the Internet keeps us close. So far, there is a technology that allows us to share a drink at a distance, or disclosure of trying to fix the world, left, life or women.
What is true, at least in my case, is that the possibility of moving to other countries is becoming increasingly real. Other times I do not know if people lost the closeness of their friends so regularly. But for me has been the rule, in these times of globalization and postmodernity.
The distance makes me sad. No matter how much effort to write or make a call, the closeness and lost everyday. In life, I'm in the car endless talks with my best friend, delicious meals at my best friend; questions interminable philosophical discussions, and others.
Now lose the pleasure of knowing that my best friend take the whiskey richer than I bought, thinking about sharing a chat with him.
Congratulations and good luck. Bumble
To J.
The distance between us.
Never mind the phone company ads to insist otherwise, or the false idea that the Internet keeps us close. So far, there is a technology that allows us to share a drink at a distance, or disclosure of trying to fix the world, left, life or women.
What is true, at least in my case, is that the possibility of moving to other countries is becoming increasingly real. Other times I do not know if people lost the closeness of their friends so regularly. But for me has been the rule, in these times of globalization and postmodernity.
The distance makes me sad. No matter how much effort to write or make a call, the closeness and lost everyday. In life, I'm in the car endless talks with my best friend, delicious meals at my best friend; questions interminable philosophical discussions, and others.
Now lose the pleasure of knowing that my best friend take the whiskey richer than I bought, thinking about sharing a chat with him.
Congratulations and good luck. Bumble
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Mount Blade Wedding Dance Mod
I touch, fondle you
others is one of the longest-running tasks of our public life. Since those talks trolleybuses which my mom, until now Bus, handling, and mannose-has hovered at the rear of Mexican women.
The solution proposed by the authorities of public transport as a tod @ s know, was booked cars for the exclusive use of women. This reflects a naive conception of handling.
authorities assume, such a policy, the handling is exclusively male. Slapper like women, elderly curmudgeon, or old raboverdes not exist. I imagine similar things
aforesaid, waiting at the Bus station, salivating for the dams that will arrive shortly. Imagining his back, his surprise, his discomfort. Like a fox, for which they have built a chicken coop. You will not have to wander between cars looking for some unfortunate innocent, now you have joined all, give a choice.
Meanwhile, I, a male specimen harmless, to me I have to fix to keep the backpack, the iPod, and dignity among the crush of the cars later. Everything for the women to commit their outrages and satisfy their darkest desires. Blessed
equity ... 
The solution proposed by the authorities of public transport as a tod @ s know, was booked cars for the exclusive use of women. This reflects a naive conception of handling.
authorities assume, such a policy, the handling is exclusively male. Slapper like women, elderly curmudgeon, or old raboverdes not exist. I imagine similar things
aforesaid, waiting at the Bus station, salivating for the dams that will arrive shortly. Imagining his back, his surprise, his discomfort. Like a fox, for which they have built a chicken coop. You will not have to wander between cars looking for some unfortunate innocent, now you have joined all, give a choice.
Meanwhile, I, a male specimen harmless, to me I have to fix to keep the backpack, the iPod, and dignity among the crush of the cars later. Everything for the women to commit their outrages and satisfy their darkest desires. Blessed
equity ...
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