Monday, December 20, 2010
How Do You Greet Someone At A Bar Mitzvah
Tu te l'eau be deplier
Tu te couches l'eau s'épanouit
Tu es l'eau diverted from its depths
You are grounded and rooted
on which everything stands
You make bubbles of silence in the desert sounds
You sing hymns at night on the strings of the rainbow sky
You're everywhere you abolished all roads
You sacrifice time
In the eternal youth of the flame Who
exact nature sailing by reproducing
Woman you put the world body's always the same
The
yours You're the resemblance. Paul Eluard
Peliculas Espanol Gratis
Malclima in Malpais
donde este lugar
No tiempo
exists or not estrés
pelos de punta
Llueve hoy has Cántaros. This piece
world where cars are in no hurry
and people do not have hours
raining cats and dogs today.
This tiny paradise always
sea and sand provided
tropical blend and is still pouring. Here
where clocks melt
and days alone are not separated
rain, heat, cold.
and cold, hot, warm and cold, still raining.
Santa Teresa, 12/20/2010
donde este lugar
No tiempo
exists or not estrés
pelos de punta
Llueve hoy has Cántaros. This piece
world where cars are in no hurry
and people do not have hours
raining cats and dogs today.
This tiny paradise always
sea and sand provided
tropical blend and is still pouring. Here
where clocks melt
and days alone are not separated
rain, heat, cold.
and cold, hot, warm and cold, still raining.
Santa Teresa, 12/20/2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Auditions For E20 Eastenders
onomatopoeia
With the clock ticking
wine will be me and the years
With plop plop of the daily rain
as the day I see costume changes become
Play night, moon Crescent
full, and waning
new day Sweet dreams
truck
The moo moo cow that are not
's silence
Dense fog, orange, dark
And that cold you set the bone
And then there is no time
Then
Colorín yellowish orange bunting Bunting
full, red bunting
These verses are gone. 12/05/2010
With the clock ticking
wine will be me and the years
With plop plop of the daily rain
as the day I see costume changes become
Play night, moon Crescent
full, and waning
new day Sweet dreams
truck
The moo moo cow that are not
's silence
Dense fog, orange, dark
And that cold you set the bone
And then there is no time
Then
Colorín yellowish orange bunting Bunting
full, red bunting
These verses are gone. 12/05/2010
Should We Make Reservation For Bonefish Grill
koi fish
When the pen has become accustomed to the old papers
is difficult to change the air
is dying of grief and spits nonsense
on target again on the cover
just priceless
You know
hand to write on paper is rather shabby
more enjoyable than the menacing white
the new ink will not slip over your eyes
slips and smooth flows
unlike in your inner
What I see no
you write what you feel is transmitted
12/05/2010
When the pen has become accustomed to the old papers
is difficult to change the air
is dying of grief and spits nonsense
on target again on the cover
just priceless
You know
hand to write on paper is rather shabby
more enjoyable than the menacing white
the new ink will not slip over your eyes
slips and smooth flows
unlike in your inner
What I see no
you write what you feel is transmitted
12/05/2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Game Sharp Pokemon Silber
Escudellers Mambo - Manu Chao
I went I went to Mambolandia
I went there I went pa '
see the full moon night is charged
thunder fall there will
I went I went to Mambolandia
accidentally drunk Oh
and nor-mambo-land nor
dawn Sunday and will
hé hé hé mambo mambo mambo
hé Every Day Shields mambo mambo mambo yé hé hé
I went I went to mambolandia
I left home and pa 'see
The full moon that night
block will rain thunders
I went I went there wetback
mambolandia without And do not you want
-mambo-land and not that just walked
Dancing!
One of the greats. Are you captivait
I went I went to Mambolandia
I went there I went pa '
see the full moon night is charged
thunder fall there will
I went I went to Mambolandia
accidentally drunk Oh
and nor-mambo-land nor
dawn Sunday and will
hé hé hé mambo mambo mambo
hé Every Day Shields mambo mambo mambo yé hé hé
I went I went to mambolandia
I left home and pa 'see
The full moon that night
block will rain thunders
I went I went there wetback
mambolandia without And do not you want
-mambo-land and not that just walked
Dancing!
One of the greats. Are you captivait
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Why Do Polish Have Big Boobs
L'ether (nouvelle)
visage, ce visage d'ange encadré pair of longs cheveux noirs boucle, ces mains blanches comme la neige, et rendre ce séduisant Regard, cette voix que l'appelait Doucement pair are nom. The déesse des vers le Enfers l'attirait profondeurs de l'Ether. Rapprocha il d'elle, voulant the toucher, mais tout d'un coup the goddess was transformed, long nails on his hands appeared china, pretty curly hair became a thousand and one snake and threatening her face, so gentle, so tender, denvint a satire of any deity exists.
He awoke with a bound, excited, and cleaned the perspiration from his forehead. Stayed in bed, unable to move a muscle, his breathing heavy and fast was the only sound in the room. For him, today was the only sound in the world. Slowly he rose, making a superhuman effort not to collapse back onto the bed and went swimming. A cold sweat was invading her back, her hands, her neck, her cheeks. His legs trembled took him to the bathroom, where he took off his pijamas, opened the tap hot water and went into the shower with the hope of being able to relax a few minutes. But the constant stream of water only accentuated the crux of his chest. He left the bathroom, got dressed, took his breakfast. A terrible anguish enveloped. From a slow and heavy it was walking by his poor floor of the room to the kitchen looking from the corners of hope, courage to do what he requested. The man sighed and left the shelter.
The car was already out. The color red in the morning sun was shining. He looked for a moment, wondering how many people had already used, how many roads she had already traveled, how many souls she had condemned. The car seemed full of life, she awaited patiently the future. With decision opened the door and sat inside. He began to walk and remained stuck his hands at the wheel, eyes fixed on the old building. He hesitated, he wanted to go home and never go out, but he had a job to do. Slowly, he lifted his gaze toward the mirror and discouraged met his reflection: his brown hair rested on her head, her deep black eyes had a very anxious, you could already see the wrinkles on his forehead. "I'm out of here before another shot of hesitation." The car drove
para la long road to the city, it seemed fast and impatient, she wanted to reach his destiny. Sometimes when distraction seized the man, she seemed to ride all alone, until it was moved at a speed dangerous it was once again the power on the machine. He sent down the window, wanting to breathe fresh air for the last time. With the breeze on her face her feelings came to mind, a sense of tranquility, he was in a surreal world, surrounded by strangers who spoke not and would not listen either. Looking at the changing landscape, numerous buildings that sprang autout him, he thought of all life that existed in this world unknown and new to him, all these people watching, that does not Getting to know all those lives that would continue to remember him, never knowing his name.
He arrived at a red light. His mansion was soaked in sweat, he leaned forward to look for a cloth to clean and surprisingly saw an envelope that contained a remarkable amount of money. His heart began to beat so strongly that he almost out of her chest, jump very Loint of his body. His eyes never left the tickets and for a smell of reality suddenly made him aware of his next act. The light changed to green and it accelerated with force. Tires screamed, cutting the silence of the road. While the man was traveling speed towards his destiny, his thoughts were mixed with each other, the familiar faces of his life appeared one after another. He wanted to scream, her eyes unconsciously directed towards the patient based money in the envelope. A wonderful laugh escaped his lips, the sound fills the interior of the car, kicking the feeling of heaviness in the window. He thought of his life, his short life so far, but everything would change. This day would soon like the leaves of autumn, and his life would continue its normal course. He finally arrived at the club, this prestigious place where people of high class met, made the car go faster and found himself in the cold solitude of the garage.
A mother of high society with its beautiful blue eyes and her long blonde hair was trying to remove her three children in the pool. The Three Little did not listen and mother, invaded by a slight anxiety unknown, came and went, without taking his eyes. When they had finally decided to leave, their young voices mingled with each table, every chair, every person enveloped the place. They out, heading toward the garage, the laughter and squeals of small left a deep echo behind. The family arrived at the car, a huge silver-colored car, and moved inside. The lady turned, driving slowly through the maze, she thought the day was coming. Suddenly his eyes looked mechanically through the glass to the left, his eyes met those of a man who was driving a red car. His anxiety intensified interval so suddenly without understanding, she quickly escaped the mysterious look.
man walked through the garage the car, he traveled several times, as if expecting someone or something. Finally, stopping the car on a parking spot, he looked at his face in the mirror, looked at the tickets in the envelope, looked at his watch and his face again. He sat motionless, unknown, sometime. He turned to see the blonde lady silver car out gracefully and not to move rapidly towards the lobby of the building. He could hear the shrill laughter of children. "She will have forgotten something," thought the man. He slowly opened the door of his car, the car that had accompanied him through the ether day. Before going down, he leaned over and took a strong envelope with money. It seemed agitated, shaking each ticket like a worm in a rotten apple. He descended cautiously and let a few seconds hand on the handle listening to the accelerated pace of the mother who returned to his silver monster who locked his kids. Naively he thought how this money he would change his life. All of a sudden abrupt decision he closed the door with the car.
In a split second the mother who would join her young, she saw him appear to hell itself: the red car was born a huge explosion, expelling air anything it encountered. The lady saw the flames traveling at the speed of light to her children, like animals suavages gigantesque ouvrant Gueules countries are monde entier pour engloutir. Les Rires devinrent Hurlements des unites qui formaient Mortelle symphonie, criblant l'ouïe de la femme. Elle s'engouffrait ténèbres dans les de l'Ether écoutant comb à laquelle était dans l'Agonie submerge entier le club.
(With the participation of Valeria Lizano - dos.mil.nueve)
visage, ce visage d'ange encadré pair of longs cheveux noirs boucle, ces mains blanches comme la neige, et rendre ce séduisant Regard, cette voix que l'appelait Doucement pair are nom. The déesse des vers le Enfers l'attirait profondeurs de l'Ether. Rapprocha il d'elle, voulant the toucher, mais tout d'un coup the goddess was transformed, long nails on his hands appeared china, pretty curly hair became a thousand and one snake and threatening her face, so gentle, so tender, denvint a satire of any deity exists.
He awoke with a bound, excited, and cleaned the perspiration from his forehead. Stayed in bed, unable to move a muscle, his breathing heavy and fast was the only sound in the room. For him, today was the only sound in the world. Slowly he rose, making a superhuman effort not to collapse back onto the bed and went swimming. A cold sweat was invading her back, her hands, her neck, her cheeks. His legs trembled took him to the bathroom, where he took off his pijamas, opened the tap hot water and went into the shower with the hope of being able to relax a few minutes. But the constant stream of water only accentuated the crux of his chest. He left the bathroom, got dressed, took his breakfast. A terrible anguish enveloped. From a slow and heavy it was walking by his poor floor of the room to the kitchen looking from the corners of hope, courage to do what he requested. The man sighed and left the shelter.
The car was already out. The color red in the morning sun was shining. He looked for a moment, wondering how many people had already used, how many roads she had already traveled, how many souls she had condemned. The car seemed full of life, she awaited patiently the future. With decision opened the door and sat inside. He began to walk and remained stuck his hands at the wheel, eyes fixed on the old building. He hesitated, he wanted to go home and never go out, but he had a job to do. Slowly, he lifted his gaze toward the mirror and discouraged met his reflection: his brown hair rested on her head, her deep black eyes had a very anxious, you could already see the wrinkles on his forehead. "I'm out of here before another shot of hesitation." The car drove
para la long road to the city, it seemed fast and impatient, she wanted to reach his destiny. Sometimes when distraction seized the man, she seemed to ride all alone, until it was moved at a speed dangerous it was once again the power on the machine. He sent down the window, wanting to breathe fresh air for the last time. With the breeze on her face her feelings came to mind, a sense of tranquility, he was in a surreal world, surrounded by strangers who spoke not and would not listen either. Looking at the changing landscape, numerous buildings that sprang autout him, he thought of all life that existed in this world unknown and new to him, all these people watching, that does not Getting to know all those lives that would continue to remember him, never knowing his name.
He arrived at a red light. His mansion was soaked in sweat, he leaned forward to look for a cloth to clean and surprisingly saw an envelope that contained a remarkable amount of money. His heart began to beat so strongly that he almost out of her chest, jump very Loint of his body. His eyes never left the tickets and for a smell of reality suddenly made him aware of his next act. The light changed to green and it accelerated with force. Tires screamed, cutting the silence of the road. While the man was traveling speed towards his destiny, his thoughts were mixed with each other, the familiar faces of his life appeared one after another. He wanted to scream, her eyes unconsciously directed towards the patient based money in the envelope. A wonderful laugh escaped his lips, the sound fills the interior of the car, kicking the feeling of heaviness in the window. He thought of his life, his short life so far, but everything would change. This day would soon like the leaves of autumn, and his life would continue its normal course. He finally arrived at the club, this prestigious place where people of high class met, made the car go faster and found himself in the cold solitude of the garage.
A mother of high society with its beautiful blue eyes and her long blonde hair was trying to remove her three children in the pool. The Three Little did not listen and mother, invaded by a slight anxiety unknown, came and went, without taking his eyes. When they had finally decided to leave, their young voices mingled with each table, every chair, every person enveloped the place. They out, heading toward the garage, the laughter and squeals of small left a deep echo behind. The family arrived at the car, a huge silver-colored car, and moved inside. The lady turned, driving slowly through the maze, she thought the day was coming. Suddenly his eyes looked mechanically through the glass to the left, his eyes met those of a man who was driving a red car. His anxiety intensified interval so suddenly without understanding, she quickly escaped the mysterious look.
man walked through the garage the car, he traveled several times, as if expecting someone or something. Finally, stopping the car on a parking spot, he looked at his face in the mirror, looked at the tickets in the envelope, looked at his watch and his face again. He sat motionless, unknown, sometime. He turned to see the blonde lady silver car out gracefully and not to move rapidly towards the lobby of the building. He could hear the shrill laughter of children. "She will have forgotten something," thought the man. He slowly opened the door of his car, the car that had accompanied him through the ether day. Before going down, he leaned over and took a strong envelope with money. It seemed agitated, shaking each ticket like a worm in a rotten apple. He descended cautiously and let a few seconds hand on the handle listening to the accelerated pace of the mother who returned to his silver monster who locked his kids. Naively he thought how this money he would change his life. All of a sudden abrupt decision he closed the door with the car.
In a split second the mother who would join her young, she saw him appear to hell itself: the red car was born a huge explosion, expelling air anything it encountered. The lady saw the flames traveling at the speed of light to her children, like animals suavages gigantesque ouvrant Gueules countries are monde entier pour engloutir. Les Rires devinrent Hurlements des unites qui formaient Mortelle symphonie, criblant l'ouïe de la femme. Elle s'engouffrait ténèbres dans les de l'Ether écoutant comb à laquelle était dans l'Agonie submerge entier le club.
(With the participation of Valeria Lizano - dos.mil.nueve)
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