Me and my cousins \u200b\u200bhave been there more than two days with around seven thousand relatives, and lots of wine in the body that we were beaten by old cat always dirty.
But to stay in a house with a person a week is something else. My cousins \u200b\u200ba lot
cleans, dusts, polishes, scrubs, does the washing machine. And it
beds every day.
Daily. I swear. He lived quite
civilly even if sometimes tense moments as captain when my cousins \u200b\u200bcame to our room and were panic attacks.
Another thing that I did not know my cousins \u200b\u200bis that you watch a lot of tivvù, tivvù hours of trash at a volume so high that after a while you forget your name.
Then she went to the bathroom when I hook. But she knows that I noticed it because rose again when he returned.
held undisputed control of the zapping and if something was to undertake, for example, the image of a bad average guy who speaks with a tie, is able to change in a microsecond and a half.
He liked a lot speteguless programs, or stuff like becere Velona. And though I did not want to make the syrup all over me Menosa for the company.
Then one night we saw a program called Passion (pronounced as in Veneto), where there was a presenter majority to lead the program must have made a lot of competitions, especially oral exams. The presenter was interviewing and talking stain to a chick that you could see he wanted to be like Monica Bellucci, but era solo una povera sfigata. D'ora in poi per comodità la chiameremo "la sosia sfigata di monica bellucci". Dunque, la sosia sfigata di monica bellucci parlava come se c'aveva un pugno di fave in bocca e raccontava la sua vita sessuale a tutti come se noi poveri cretini dovessimo imparare da lei che è una maestra di vita.
"Stavo con tizio, che era mooolto ricco, perchè sai, io sono una ragazza viziata..."
Insomma stava con tizio ma poi si accorge che quando lui va a new york o tokio per lavoro lei si annoia sempre a fare sciopping da gucci, non le basta più. Sente che le manca qualcosa. E quel qualcosa - la fortunella - lo trova giusto nei pantaloni di Andrea lo Stewart, stallone proletario che se la tromba sulle scale di casa in various positions (as we learn from detailed reconstruction film).
"My father did not see him for years," says the impersonator sucker for Monica Bellucci, maybe now I is seeing.
"We also hope not," I feel like saying. What if my daughter comes up so I fill Mazz ° T ° (bugliese) and then I retire in Tibet and also become a lesbian.
comuqnue ...
A little I began to rant against tivvù with phrases like "but you do not see how much you moron, but you sseiunacretiiiiina ... but then I saw my cousins \u200b\u200bdo not gave me in my shoulder and thought that even that is Fortunella them.
So I have set down a quiet and I have sorbed the fifteen minutes of fame of the double sucker Monica Bellucci, who then called Francesca and a little something that I knew was a high school that went by the name owen baby because he pretended to be the wife of singer Mark Owen of Take That.
And I've said it all.
But to stay in a house with a person a week is something else. My cousins \u200b\u200ba lot
cleans, dusts, polishes, scrubs, does the washing machine. And it
beds every day.
Daily. I swear. He lived quite
civilly even if sometimes tense moments as captain when my cousins \u200b\u200bcame to our room and were panic attacks.
Another thing that I did not know my cousins \u200b\u200bis that you watch a lot of tivvù, tivvù hours of trash at a volume so high that after a while you forget your name.
Then she went to the bathroom when I hook. But she knows that I noticed it because rose again when he returned.
held undisputed control of the zapping and if something was to undertake, for example, the image of a bad average guy who speaks with a tie, is able to change in a microsecond and a half.
He liked a lot speteguless programs, or stuff like becere Velona. And though I did not want to make the syrup all over me Menosa for the company.
Then one night we saw a program called Passion (pronounced as in Veneto), where there was a presenter majority to lead the program must have made a lot of competitions, especially oral exams. The presenter was interviewing and talking stain to a chick that you could see he wanted to be like Monica Bellucci, but era solo una povera sfigata. D'ora in poi per comodità la chiameremo "la sosia sfigata di monica bellucci". Dunque, la sosia sfigata di monica bellucci parlava come se c'aveva un pugno di fave in bocca e raccontava la sua vita sessuale a tutti come se noi poveri cretini dovessimo imparare da lei che è una maestra di vita.
"Stavo con tizio, che era mooolto ricco, perchè sai, io sono una ragazza viziata..."
Insomma stava con tizio ma poi si accorge che quando lui va a new york o tokio per lavoro lei si annoia sempre a fare sciopping da gucci, non le basta più. Sente che le manca qualcosa. E quel qualcosa - la fortunella - lo trova giusto nei pantaloni di Andrea lo Stewart, stallone proletario che se la tromba sulle scale di casa in various positions (as we learn from detailed reconstruction film).
"My father did not see him for years," says the impersonator sucker for Monica Bellucci, maybe now I is seeing.
"We also hope not," I feel like saying. What if my daughter comes up so I fill Mazz ° T ° (bugliese) and then I retire in Tibet and also become a lesbian.
comuqnue ...
A little I began to rant against tivvù with phrases like "but you do not see how much you moron, but you sseiunacretiiiiina ... but then I saw my cousins \u200b\u200bdo not gave me in my shoulder and thought that even that is Fortunella them.
So I have set down a quiet and I have sorbed the fifteen minutes of fame of the double sucker Monica Bellucci, who then called Francesca and a little something that I knew was a high school that went by the name owen baby because he pretended to be the wife of singer Mark Owen of Take That.
And I've said it all.
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