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And as each day follows night, Saturday night at replacing the Sunday morning, bloody and invasive Sunday morning, the one with the circle in the head and mouth of sand, with back pain, when you wake up with pants dropped to the middle of the night before and discover that he had slept on a belt with studs you've never seen before.
And with the morning the feeling of being awake, and will long for a coffee, and leave you in peace forever, and that you're too old for certain things, and you have to temper that with the spirits, and the bottom one is better that ten very good cup of filth ... then comes V. with dark circles on the floor to find out that she is nine and a half and you have to run to a thousand things carry the type material at a crime scene, which is situated ten kilometers in horizontal but also six floors vertically.

you again; gather a bit, open a can of Union, you are reminded of a little 'things that you left in half.

1: Rachel is six feet tall, weighs about ninety pounds arrufati has short hair, and above all the shit. He is a man, happy to be apparently. And from his five feet five pounds for 50 V. is happy quanto lui in quanto è l'unica a goderne appieno.

2: Il Luogo del delitto è una capanna di legno in mezzo al verde, accanto ad un maneggio, ed è il luogo in cui si svolgerà la festa. Inspiegabile come sia possibile che una capanna stia in mezzo al verde in uno dei luoghi più noti in assoluto per essere densi di fabbriche. Per dire -Marghera sensa fabriche saria pi sana-

3:Il materiale da trasportare è una roba tipo una citroen piena di casse di birre e superalcolici. Rachele ha deciso che i suoi trent'anni saranno festeggiati a suon di cocktails preparati da un barista apositamente assunto.

Sistemati gli arretrati si parte per il Luogo, e lo si raggiunge attorno alle 13.45.
Le birre finiscono in the fridge, along with the vodka. V. and My Lady have dedicated themselves to building sandwiches. I start to eat peanuts. Pounds of peanuts. They say that if your stomach fat and then sprinkle the alcohol does not effect you. I inflated the belly of grassisssima nuts thinking about the American TV show, peanut butter that has absolutely particular fat.
The appearance must be also in line with my thoughts: I think he looks just seen from the typical characters of an American detective, who gets grilled in the garden behind white houses, taking cans of beer in hand and wearing sunglasses Hawaiian shirts.
Zoom in a bit of 'you can understand how reality is a bit' more of the type Simpson, with the landlord in his underwear that is saturated with beer and burps in your face to the guests.
The reality is that life-size to 14.30 I have four cans of food in the body and even the shadow. In return, the guests begin to arrive, including former friends, those with whom I drank from gggiovane.
carrying the ball, playing nonstop for two hours under the scorching sun. Blow two or three cans dribbling with the pace of a Forrest Gump on acid. At 18.00

ends beer. DJs take turns and climbs in the chair Barman.
discovers he has in the hands of so red, maybe spritz, and distributes them. I tend to not remember very well this time. I eat salad with your hands in the morning riso.Ricordo non sapevamo se sarebbe stata troppa.
Una volta di più ho le prove che il troppo, quando hai a che fare con le bbbestie, non è mai abbastanza. Inizia a far buio, inforco gli occhiali da sole e ballo come non faccio mai.
Ricordo un signore sui sessanta scatenarsi accanto a me.

Eppoi ricordo un ricordo che mi ricorda i vecchi tempi, quando abitavo in mezzo al mare, quando i gabbiani mi dicevano a che ora andare a letto (quando si svegliano i gabbiani, alle 5 del mattino, devi essere già addormentato altrimenti non riuscirai a liberarti dal loro ipnotico-scassacazzo Krrrra) e nessuno mi diceva quando alzarmi.
Quando insomma nei momenti in cui la truppa moriva di fame chimico-notturna spuntava il Rasta e sfornava provvidenziale Rasta Pasta.
Here, three years have been a free ride that I did not slap Rasta Pasta.

Rastamanno O friend, O sublime cook, will exalt and indolence of others kinds of comfort food, the K-ration of the soldier of the night, the risotto of the Forsaken, Forsaken the bean.

For this we praise you!

And then I think we got home somehow, we slept in a bed donated by a pious soul, and above all I think I thought them beautiful, happy, once again I did.

How much crap I can?