Monday, August 23, 2010

Driver Samsung Sf 360

Ni with a rose petal

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If failure to find a seat on a public bus in Lima of my loves is stressful, the same situation with five bags full of deals on some supermarket capital may sound like a nightmare. So when a few days ago (thirsty, sweaty, and with the little feet made a mess after an afternoon of wandering that ends with the purchases of the week) I found a free spot on the bus that would leave me safely at the bus stop closer to my home, did not hesitate to pounce on it (with the shipment described above) to enjoy a deserved little break entertained with the latest cumbia hits of country.

had been five minutes of heavenly relaxation, when a finger adorned with red enamel of those who destroy the retina you dare touch my right shoulder.

"Excuse me, Could I have the seat?

my big eyes Move up and down with a look worthy of Mexican telenovela foreground. The lady, beautiful, three-faced base offense if you recall, high shoes with little help from his kidneys would not want to stand the sight of a knee coat valued at my lunches a year, and more goodies up a ekeko, I watched smiling politely waiting to agree to your request.

- Are you okay?
"Yes, sorry, what happens is that I was surprised, very skinny you hear, you will not notice the Pregnancy anywhere. How much are you?
- Pregnancy? You're confusing, I'm not pregnant.
- Oh no? Then hand me the number of your surgeon because my mom is a small step in the sixties, but does not look as regal as you ah.
- What is it? Do not be rude, just I have 32
"Well then let me applaud you, because using tremendous Zapatazos with an artificial leg to be worthy, or is your artificial arm? is seen to be of good quality to withstand such carteraza.
- Pardon? No understand anything, I'm perfectly.
"So, you're not into a ball, do not belong to the club and you're older it entirely and in full possession of all your limbs. Baby big question Why should I have to give the seat?

that time, the ranking of the most requested of the day was for the post four with Yaipén brothers, and half of the passengers had turned their necks through this mine vosecita not get along with that of discretion.

"You should be more of a gentleman and give me the seat. You're a young kid.
"Thank as a young and handsome so I know what you're thinking, but the sole reason that you are a woman does not seem enough to cederte a place that is costing me the same thing to you- (lie, a mine pennies less for being a university jojolete) so calm down and -nomas, wait a couple of districts under me and it's all yours.

Sixty percent of that vehicle had a skirt, so after I had to endure negative adjectives of all calibers ranging from rude to queer, going by the comments they moved from mouth to mouth exclaiming that "how can ! "," little gentleman! "," youth is well as daughter, "Why such flatness with this inconsiderate! . "Yours truly, the gesture was not smart to stand with their bags full of celery and tomatoes to sit the beautiful young lady, who no doubt of agotadísima out of a job that judging by their pints , had been well paid eight hours in front of a window or a reception. Pobechita.

not therefore not worth it. And to think that are centuries that we are stuffing with that of gender equality and that no is less than one and that therefore all have the same privileges beyond the respective little things that characterize our crotches. No, ladies, girls, adolescents, and female fetuses. There is no law.

any battalion in my ovaries are coming to my face rubbed in the lack of chivalry, much less to attribute a male profile believe me (but believe me) I'm very far, but very far (light years) to possess. Because after all, in my view, that of being a gentleman does not bring us any benefit more than "seem" interesting and earn a bonus spots on that of the conquered.

Mrs. Frieda Holler Figallo, overrated "writer", explains on page 22 of that Condorito of good manners entitled That little finger, the " Golden Rules perfect gentleman", which reminds us, descostillados huevonazo descendants of Adam, a list of gems worth vacilón.

In principle, the woman opened it all (please do not misunderstand or make use of the most filthy side of their brains), the elevator doors, cars, bottles and everything that means an effort do not lose the bearing of lady that characterizes them. In passing, we must help it to rise and fall of vehicles and stairs, take the arm across the street, remove the chair at a table so you can sit, help you take off your coat or whatever you happen to get up and put us off the track when walking down the sidewalk, so that if those coincidences of fate, a driver who ignored him at the General with that "if you will bebel my friend, do it and never when manehes modeling, you're the most ever killed her. We also offer to charge any excess baggage to carry, because we must not forget that it is the weaker sex, as well as provide heat if you put a cigarette between his thin, fleshy lips and well delineated, but yes, or happen to you get to smoke by the nose if it bothers you. No, no and no. Be puntualitos, not make them wait and never blame anything, it is not a gesture of courtesy (I guess that nothing is included in the case that it is untimely) We stand when it comes to a meeting, when you go her when she goes to the bathroom for her and when others come to greet her first. Do not even go through the head we underestimate the activities, on the contrary we are obliged to "help to overcome as a woman, professional, partner or companion work" (sic). We must "abstain" to look at other women shamelessly (mostly for fear of cachetadón may fall down, and rest assured we will be celebrated for his dotage) and pay the bills with discretion and without her being aware of the amounts loaded no mercy to our cards. I find it noteworthy, the point where Mrs. ex-Miss Peru says "In these times, the label and the perfect gentleman allow a woman to invite and pay bills" , should therefore be most grateful. Finally, a small glimpse into the countless number of "recommendations" scattered throughout the book, having passed meritorious among others, the Gisela and Yesabella. Come on, what you would call a best-seller.

Fortunately I am convinced that today, most females are laughing with me of the crazy rules Donita Frieda, self-proclaimed banner of the label in our Perucito. To me, that of chivalry and gallantry is a matter of free choice and should not be frowned upon anyone who ignores it. Just as the Holler, a large majority believes that the above is correct, but if we take that as valid, I think that is an apology to the futility of women during events or commitments as to make them all not we do nothing. If I were you (Uyuyuy) I would feel offended but flattered.

women
Me me pitirimitri fall and have the traits that make them unique and wonderful (the mere fact of birth puts me in an altar), but should not be abusing the condition of admiration. Because if you do not do the above is an inconsiderate, but if they have a gesture similar to one we are abusive. Because if we get up to the plate are a unpresentable, but if they have a slip, well done, we deserve it not make the cut in this "cover needs." Because if they talk about the bad we went to exchange them for others, and we applaud them branded as dogs dogs dogs, but if we see ourselves in the same situation and we want to tell what they were unwell, we are the worst because a woman should not speak ill ever. Because if on the set of Laura Bozzo, the firm, the lover, the mother and the neighbor told her to take the very poor, all public barra brava that give yell harder, but if the big boy even put them a hair above, all the barra brava wait for busts out his cheeks, for it is said, or the petal of a rose. Total historically have been, are and will remain bad in the songs of Pink Floyd.

grabbed my five bags and walked toward the door between the whispers and insults quietly following me to devote all his lips with rouge bus while the ranking of the radio I said goodbye to that of "So that men are a waste ..." ...

- Low whereabouts!

igualitititita
An angry voice which minutes before required me to give my seat, screamed and installed from it:

- GAY!
- Anda nice to see if the next you say something that I have not heard yet.



Friday, August 13, 2010

Kates Playground; Shower; Uncensored

Let me resurrect the King David, I want my Mañanitas

That happy birthday and my grandmother on a bicycle. I remember as a kid, when it's the birthday I just could not wait comparable to the one I have whenever I go to brand new pose in the dame that hit you, I hated that I sing the bombastic estribillito. The same apparently is older than the praise praise, but it was not until Doña Marilyn arrechamente singing it to JFK that was installed around the 365-day anniversary.

I do not know, knowing as I know, hallucinating that some mariachis singing of Las Mañanitas and that the Mexican Hat Dance heels had me more excited. But either way, I had no other to be welcomed by inertia and watch the candle (with its true worth roche for good measure) and wait for the family to realize their dream of stardom thwarted a church choir. The curious thing about the picture is that I do not understand why the ritual is never ending. For complete Anglo-Saxon version processional rhythm, do not miss the clown (I love to do) that leads into the Latin version with the classic "paranparanpanpán" and dale, to follow torturing the rhythm of the clapping. And how about the want departing cake, shameless apology papalindo free riding thanks to the years is disappearing.

Clearly
then, that the merit of today do not make me a low grace to remember the day I was evicted from the belly of my mother (so comfortable and warm that it was) not only brings wrinkles, myopia and alopecia, but also leave room for happy Birthay trauma.

is why this blog now serving his second year old, I celebrate my way (since on the other hand, do not know why, that's all I'm excited to celebrate)

Two
years, who would have thought. When the August 11, 2008 I published my first two post, I thought that the charm would disappear one month at most. But here I am. True, I do not read even one percent of visitors who have blogs phenomenon in this country (say the world would be a free invitation to laugh) but that only a couple of people tell me from time to time " I laughed a lot with what you wrote, "with due apologies for the sin of freaked out, I'm excited. Because you do not write (unless you pay) to look for me to read half the planet, or for you to admire. One writes for pleasure merit, but if we add the cherry on that people (well, some people) like, damn, so much the better.

So I want to thank Total (Cerati awake!) to tutilimundi that little work has been taken having spent some time here. To those who comment, those who do not but I read (which amazingly, there are several) to the brave forty-five I "follow" (which let us have things, most are the least likely to do) in order everyone. It is not that without you this blog would be nothing and bla bla bla, that is fluorine, the reality is that anyone who ever read a single post is part of, and I feel great.

Changes? For the classic design. I started with a blank screen and a single cherry as bottom of a black title larger than the head of El Comercio. The first year we changed to a cherry red that most fucking itself and now I am amazed at the amount of outfits that gives you blogger. Because as I said in my first post, there's something in these doodles technology that make me crazy. And that I'm pretty calichín, because I only enter msn, Fb, (hi5 is retired), twitter, and formspring, the latter newly estrenadito and that although no one asked me anything, refurinfunflai step to answer the I asked the same page (fucking understand me, I'm on vacation)

As anniversary gift I'll give you the freedom to recommend other blogs that I love and I really enjoy when I visit. (I have orgasms bloggerísticos)

Nofeo Elmo. No blogger that makes me laugh more than him. If we could all complain about the putadas of life and portray the good times as he does, we would live more than relaxed.

Daphne. Because no woman in this city that is more beautifully her crazy. I do not know they have their pictures that amuse me. Do not know what.

JR. Well not know what will become of him, it's been a while since I wrote but I always enjoyed it. Anyway here is what once was and soon I am sure will continue.

Cuchi. It brings them. Theirs are not written in any order. Are statements about others that contain a point of view rather than particular. What is called having style.

The Zafer. Because I always leave with something that makes me laugh. Simple.

Belami. Not only because I have the luck to have him among my friends. There are no photos that inspire me more respect.

antituberculosis . New acquisition blogger world. Each face we meet every day may have something to teach us. And finding out may be magnificent.

The misplaced. Well it do not know much, I just discovered and loved it. I hope not mistaken.


And you have to blow out the candle and I have to ask my desire. In the absence of problems in a year (or less) I will graduate in journalism, and I do not know if I will live to write, (because I do not know if writing as I write you can have the impudence to charge) but I would oh miracle candle (who is supposed calls for the birthday wish?) always have this corner to take off the nail, to hesitate, to put things as usual without much sense to put as always, I leave the eggs. My cherry on the cake.

PS: They all do cherry and me that I own nothing? Oh no! Here are my new toys:


And pray
to not let me take it for cock ... I'm going to myspace!
(which are lamula.pe grip ... that I'm thinking;))

Monday, August 9, 2010

M Jak Milosc Odcinki Online793

Happiness boy

few days ago, to be exact, on 4 August that the I was going faster than Kina forehand was going to post on your wall that drug dubbed cyber Facebook, how much you want and how important you are to me, Blossom sopretexto that (it's always good) that " pucha is your birthday. " With my quaker of cups of my fresh pie heated and meteor my pajamas more than excited I sat at the computer when I dislocated his big mouth to see that being the two in the afternoon, walking your profile and fuller than the Metropolitan in the days that it was free.

I refused to do so. I'm not saying that those who have greeted you via Feiz you want more or less, but the idea of \u200b\u200bbeing just a greeting is not over with enthusiasm. I thought of calling (as I have done all similar dates since you know) but the time (I assumed he'd be working at that place I'm dying to go) together with my proprietary and custom of not having balance in my Telefonito it a necessity, canceled that plan b.

With a firm promise "Later called" I sat down to breakfast (I know, I know, at two in the afternoon) and I started to think we can both say and they are years that we know. It's like football, with three goals if you can say it was a rout, the same could apply to our friendship in a matter of years.

four years ago, came back to this country rather than recharged. Academically, I spent the train (actually, I keep going) and had to go back to school at all costs. I decided to start from scratch. I remembered that the second day of school (went to my taste too sadistic to schedule classes on Saturday mornings) sentadito was well in front of my screen when your voice villamariana asked me if the passenger seat was occupied. "So I arrived early and this manganzonaza wants me to stop me to sit?" He said. Already happens, happens mommy. I do not know if I will have said before, but the first thing that struck me were your hands. "Ala, but such big hands!" I kept thinking to myself. Stroking the table seemed hopelessly insane, when in fact tapaban your hands full (but full) the mouse. Here among us my dear, can not remember a single letter of what we say. Would it be great to remember what our first conversation tried it? All I remember we laughed as if he would give us the class was the same Melcochita.

And everything started. Part of what remains of the half university knows history. I died for you! And as straw is that today when we bring to conversations these days, we laughed more. And time, circumstances and know (the latter very important) made me realize that you and I nothing to do! Correspondents better to go to Afghanistan to interview better Tongo in a hot tub, preferably a duet with Susy Diaz military preferable APRA.

While the quaker allowed to cool in my hands, I thought that everything I've spent with you no matter how small, has been infected with joy. And I say infected because our case is worthy of study. Up to a freezer and scattered in the seats with laughter, make public roche telling the passenger next to "Lord, has realized how he treats me? You think?". Down in Miraflores and try to go behind you to another bus to the route splicing and laugh as I realize pushing it bouncing Maria Joaquina Cyril carousel. Pay you all this time a passage and cobrártelo so far. Tease pictures of your student card and above you also make fun of it. Fighting over the books as Don Ramón removing Nono cranks. Remember the family of that taxi driver one day we almost got run over, and keep walking looking at us and ask, "What we said ah?". Imitate your mother culikitaca dancing in a marriage. Stop dancing get in the middle class in linguistics. Let us keep silence in all kinds of computing in which we sat together, apologizing, bowing his head at the same time and still laughing. Expected returns of reviews and wonder what brats primary "do you much?" With cachita say "I 18" I look excited and I say "congratulations!" - "Thanks! Are you?" "-" I 19 !"...-" I HATE YOU! ". Go grievous where Vidal and say "Pofesora, can you explain right now because she has more notice that I". Dater make a stop just for a bun and say to those who passed and laughed at us "is a research project to hear!". Correct me as much smoothness that comes out of my mouth because I know you do not like hearing it, and when other people loose and cover your ears despair. Ridiculous to say when something frightens us as "your grandmother Calata!", Hollow! "," Chespirito! "Or put you to scream like vultures. Your very particular way of telling your stories. The talk seriously propose something and discuss it with the as seriously (making Groove walk all too). us fought on rare occasions raised pitch and everything and have endured more than an hour to apologize (always me, you are the max). Go to a clinic to make an appointment because a little pain I brought you blasted idiot. Make fun of the names of all the doctors when we were in the waiting room and laugh about our childhood so similar. Tell me the stupid little pain was more than delicate. Back to pray after a long (ie ME! Hallucinations) when I knew you were in the operating room. Smile to see you smiling after a thousand times over it. Which to end an argument without knowing what to say I told you: "shut up ... hollow!" -Hollow, yes ... BUT FIRST POSITION AND woodcock! ". Rejoice and congratulate each other cycles that we both get these scholarships. Let me say a gesture seriously," but I really want to practice journalism to do something for society, "look at you with a look of it and and you say " Ok, I confess, I want to be vedette!." Teamwork!, because sometimes we did we always went well (do not know how, but good). The fact that you do not agree on many of my views, which make me very well the reason for your opposition, but despite all respects. Because I know that you respect. having changed only ever turn to continue studying with you. Mourn, suffocate and crash into the walls whenever we laugh (must be said) of crap!.

are many things, many reasons, and perhaps those who read this do not understand, I get bored or just lead them to think a clear "couple of morons." But you and I know that what we have experienced and enjoyed without realizing it. That account in that day that I fell down with a cup of Quaker in hand. That day it was your birthday. That day he looked like because I realized how great my life is because in reality was she who gave me your friendship.

Let us not be deluded. A door to finish the race I do not know if we'll see each other every day. Ago time I had a dream. I dreamed that in a few years, both were known for our account. Invite one to a TV show and the other appeared to surprise. We interviewed (either alucinadito sleep) and we laughed as we remembered our times of students. We laughed with the same intensity now.

friends are not typical, not typical things we've been friends, do not usually do things typical of friends! But (and I do not exaggerate) I think that now everything would be different if I had not known. You have been a turning point in my life and I wanted you to know. (I know you know). For though many do not understand seem to us too. I am convinced that you will always be there. Rest assured, I'll always be there.

My colleague, my friend, my sister ... my slipper.
Happy Birthday Valeria. I love you very much.