Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Wolford Satin Touch 20 Tights

Snow Jesus








We found a baby the day after Christmas. A little girl to be exact. He had been sentenced to death under a white blanket of crystal water. Cried like a desperate, he was losing sensitivity. We have taken and taken to hospital. With her was the pizzini, type a letter and a few dollars, all stored in the drawer of circumstantial evidence for a mold file that appears to have closed at the start, at least that's what they said some colleagues here longer. No. Not for me. Not for Kim and the other Rookie. Antony-something. What a fucking disgusting place, the cradle of luxury and pleasures swollen with pus and rotting. To continue to fuck, here, the women leave to die the fruits of their own greed and debauchery in the snow among the container port.

Let old. Let's see if you still can do your job.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Wording To Deceased In Wedding Program

Slither







Sexy city. December 23, 2009.
Eight rapes a day.

This town, why not extend to more than fifty miles on God's earth, is the scene of eight rapes per day. Taking a hit of accounts with a good calculator that can attest to the Sexy City crimes of sexual excess of twenty percent (yes, you read correctly 20%) than those committed in Los Angeles and five percent of those in New York City. Two cities, respectively, two and a half million inhabitants and four and a half million more inhabitants. Complaints by women is sixty percent, than men of forty. Disheartening to note how many men are raped in this city. Possibly because of the substantial quantity of homosexual population. The openness of the inhabitants of this town made it a mecca for Gay and Lesbian culture. This is technically a good thing. Technically, because, as we see, the number of sex crimes is growing. To assist in this because there is immigration from Europe and Asia, not always in order. Add the laxity of the police and outlying districts will have the proliferation of drugs and prostitution. Often the leaders of this city voluntarily close their eyes on some scenarios in their favor, in a region that bases its prosperity on the economy tertiary (entertainment, tourism, holiday and so etc.).

The market for sex and pornography bill something like eight million dollars, every day. Otto, the circularity of the situation is almost mocking. Adult magazines, audiovisual openly pornographic or just erotic pleasure of phones, call girls. All this gold lining the sidewalks crushed by underage girls who rent their genitals to become part of that part of the world. That of the sun, parties, ephemeral. Some of these are not c'arrivano. In that figure faranonica thirty percent of sex crimes include, in addition to dark practices, including the 'wife-murder.

wife-murder (or murder of honor) is a murder linked to love. The inability to accept the betrayal that leads to violence, persecution of a loved one up to the killing, serial murder and ritual that is rooted in extreme sexual practices.

The people here, fucking die. NeoSodoma.
I understand what is the punishment, being transferred here, just in time. This place. These people. It gives me nausea. Last night we made a raid on one of those clubs Extreme. Cocaine pushers. Bullshit. I believe we have seen the bottom of the barrel of this company. There were some girls who have had the age of my daughter. My stomach flipped. There were fat men tied to the crosses that were strong enough to make lashes bleed from their wounds, career women who were mistreated until tears to vent their grief in sex, thugs with hoods blacks paid to violate the 'intimacy of girls looking for thrills, girls in tears that seemed anything but consensual and that the master choked and forced to have a shred of erection. I would shoot at all. I would have killed them like dogs. As non-humans. After a successful operation, after the pat on the back of my key, I went to get drunk in a bar in the suburbs. I do not even want to cross Kimberly . God guard by all this. Returning home trial was put to snow. Fortissimo. I was out and I pulled up the hood. All hath been silenced. Everything was at peace. Finally. Even my head was cold and silent, frozen. Finally.

There are eight sexual crimes every day in this city. And it's Christmas.
God must be unpacked to allow such a place exist.

Merry Christmas.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

How Long Can You Be On Cipralex

Common


Rameau - Hippolyte et Aricie - Christie (90, Erato)

APE+CUE+COVERS, 3 CD , 879

Handel - Furore, Opera Arias - DiDonato, Rousset (08, EMI)
APE+CUE+COVERS, 1 CD , 332

Handel - Dixit Dominus etc - Minkowski (99, AP)
APE+CUE+COVERS, 1 CD , 296

Rameau - Dardanus - Minkowski (00, AP)
APE+CUE+COVERS, 2 CD , 655

Roman - Solo Concertos - Wallfisch, Beznosiuk, Robson, Halstead (94)
APE + CUE + COVERS, a CD , 485
Johan Helmick Ruman (1694-1758), Swedish Disk

Remo Williams: The Adventure Begins - DVD-5
Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3
In the Soviet box office: "Roman. Unarmed and dangerous "

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Where Can I Buy Acini De

Caffè?


Hell smell of powder and the nauseating taste of lipstick.
This is a process. A process they call the fucking city only to justify the house numbers.
I took a laptop, those with melina. It seems little present them here. Never seen such a thing. Laptops, cars, jewelry. It seems that everything is in a bubble of ideal, clean, easy. It will be a fucking tax haven where no one has investigated why do not you want to investigate. The city easy. As his women, like the ability to find work in full recession, as the integration: Oh God, people, you should see. Of Americans who will be a handful if all goes well. I wonder if I did not end in a kind of social experiment by the pharmaceutical company, a realty cruel I do not think will never end. I have transferred from New York to puttanellacity without asking permission, without asking me if I was okay. Fuck. I loved The City. Around a lot when they are not working, I have no friends or women who spend time around so much. I started to see how it works here: there are two parts. The commercial side, the glitter and sequins and the march. Of neon lights, the smell of piss, huge and dilapidated barracks riadibiti cultural clubs bdsm rooms with lock-outs, as read Mark who have fun on and soft plastic that hangs from the ceiling. To give an air of slaughterhouse much like the rich people in search of strong emotions.
fucking insane.
Welcome to Sexy city. O Hypocrisy. As I prefer to call it: it makes a better idea of how it works in this brilliant and sickening cot of Sodom, where an anti-Christ to be born will be born here. They are so shameless as to enable a bitch comic porn from responding to a police officer without the sentence ends with a man. Crazy stuff. Listen to this, now I will tell.
I was trolling for a public park, it was evening and it was cold. I see this little gem to be mounted on a bench with a fucking cacariso joy to drain the cans of lager, I wonder why I would not be right I also love my dose of hops and then I go to them. Exhibit my badge and ask if you have twenty-one, that always works twenty-one. Procatroia we had them! beyond belief. ha!
begin to discuss and ask permission to stay and everything else, was a Russian dick and his friend was in that part of China that ends with Town, and she begins to get nervous. She was a Playmate, or how the fuck you deifiniscono here (Huge forgive them, for they know not what they say), and it did weigh on the request of the document. No ok, I say it so well that maybe you missed the fun part:
attempted to weigh the cover to be a bitch to my request documents. As if doing a search for a senator. I get the idea? we lacked said she does not know who I am! and we were okay. Well ... I have taken their beers and I cursed myself for not having the club. Boldly claimed that if I touched her would make me poor and bla bla bla ... What is people do not understand is the axiom of the present moment: There you are stupid to take beatings NOW, there is no lawyer in pararti your ass or you make a call. I believe that I will try to re-explain.

if only I remembered her name, damn.

vanbbè for now so close. Fuck how the fuck you leave here? that button is MELINA !?!?!?!
computer fags ...