Dai, racing the clock is ticking!
Then, our unique cartridge to play at the shooting range with a chance, since yesterday, is home to Stephen, of Naples, when not sailing around Palermo and runs a bar in Bologna creative (he has a room dedicated to yoga, activities circus and I do not know what else) goes for a walk in hot ... and that for privacy reasons, from now on, we will call S.. And then what
ravine migliore che il Morro De Sao Paulo, perla della Bahia, nel cui guscio,tra pochissimi giorni, prenderà vita il Carnevale, seguito dalla consueta “Ressaca”, la quattro giorni no-stop in cui Bahiani e buongustai di mezzo mondo vengono a strascicare le membra, sfiancate dalle sfilate di Salvador, fino sulle nostre spiagge per un ultimo spasmo di festa.
Ad accompagnarlo alla nostra porta alcune amicizie comuni, peraltro piacevoli, e Giancarla, che al momento del suo arrivo era a famelica caccia di clienti per il rifugio di nostra pertinenza.
Certo, tutto questo trambusto con il nostro unico cliente ha scombussolato colei che mi conosce la quale, in un solo secondo, stile matrix, ha visto scorrerle sotto gli occhi tutte le mie indolenze past experience on the skin during handling of the glorious Pousada Varanda Do Sol (posterity will also ask around certain items that are hard to fall into oblivion ...) ... and now we have to do projects on the future ...!!
Basically, in remembrance of an exciting experience forensic passed, the charge is substantiated in the identification of myself as an individual tend to be unreliable and lazy, poorly devoted to the activities of common task! Practically a
Principe Torlonia, as my grandmother would have said Santina, who with such grandchildren rest in peace!
I do not know, maybe he is also right on your point of view, however, and dramatically, it is not my ...
A prince then .., I!?
paraphrase Tom Robbins,
say that maybe I'm not a prince, rather
bait to dragons ... gay!
And what the heck! Mica
only entitled princesses and medieval punishment of being relegated to the role of romantic morsels for terrifying creatures and phantasmagorical!
So, I say, even a prince, you say, to all intents and purposes as I should, be entitled to use the more appropriate name as there may legitimately aspire!
I say, just 34 years old, soldier and own car-free (in Italy, here I have a wheelbarrow), I do not drink, do not smoke (... as if delete here !?!?...), graduate (serving always), with various interests in his spare time ...! But it does not stick with Giancarlo
... So just shit that I'm going back to mopping the kitchen that can only be recovered somewhere.
Maybe the gift of a pair of shoes.
'Geez here we go barefoot.
Oh, it's a little that I do not turn one!
How about t-shirts:
I (little heart) Bahia!
Hello.
E.
ps: for all men in ambush
that rag!? quiet boys (and, often, girls), I return to my stereo and Argentine wine!
Soon after, that is ...
Then, our unique cartridge to play at the shooting range with a chance, since yesterday, is home to Stephen, of Naples, when not sailing around Palermo and runs a bar in Bologna creative (he has a room dedicated to yoga, activities circus and I do not know what else) goes for a walk in hot ... and that for privacy reasons, from now on, we will call S.. And then what
ravine migliore che il Morro De Sao Paulo, perla della Bahia, nel cui guscio,tra pochissimi giorni, prenderà vita il Carnevale, seguito dalla consueta “Ressaca”, la quattro giorni no-stop in cui Bahiani e buongustai di mezzo mondo vengono a strascicare le membra, sfiancate dalle sfilate di Salvador, fino sulle nostre spiagge per un ultimo spasmo di festa.
Ad accompagnarlo alla nostra porta alcune amicizie comuni, peraltro piacevoli, e Giancarla, che al momento del suo arrivo era a famelica caccia di clienti per il rifugio di nostra pertinenza.
Certo, tutto questo trambusto con il nostro unico cliente ha scombussolato colei che mi conosce la quale, in un solo secondo, stile matrix, ha visto scorrerle sotto gli occhi tutte le mie indolenze past experience on the skin during handling of the glorious Pousada Varanda Do Sol (posterity will also ask around certain items that are hard to fall into oblivion ...) ... and now we have to do projects on the future ...!!
Basically, in remembrance of an exciting experience forensic passed, the charge is substantiated in the identification of myself as an individual tend to be unreliable and lazy, poorly devoted to the activities of common task! Practically a
Principe Torlonia, as my grandmother would have said Santina, who with such grandchildren rest in peace!
I do not know, maybe he is also right on your point of view, however, and dramatically, it is not my ...
A prince then .., I!?
paraphrase Tom Robbins,
say that maybe I'm not a prince, rather
bait to dragons ... gay!
And what the heck! Mica
only entitled princesses and medieval punishment of being relegated to the role of romantic morsels for terrifying creatures and phantasmagorical!
So, I say, even a prince, you say, to all intents and purposes as I should, be entitled to use the more appropriate name as there may legitimately aspire!
I say, just 34 years old, soldier and own car-free (in Italy, here I have a wheelbarrow), I do not drink, do not smoke (... as if delete here !?!?...), graduate (serving always), with various interests in his spare time ...! But it does not stick with Giancarlo
... So just shit that I'm going back to mopping the kitchen that can only be recovered somewhere.
Maybe the gift of a pair of shoes.
'Geez here we go barefoot.
Oh, it's a little that I do not turn one!
How about t-shirts:
I (little heart) Bahia!
Hello.
E.
ps: for all men in ambush
that rag!? quiet boys (and, often, girls), I return to my stereo and Argentine wine!
Soon after, that is ...
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