Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Where To Hang Screech Owl House

Kish free zone


Candidacy Christmas


-Christ ... hours that I will be turning over in bed. " Who had taken the alarm on the table and looked at the time. It was three-forty. Was precisely in that bed for two hours and still could not fall asleep. To-morrow I have to get up early .. fuck, I knew that was not the right way, I knew. I have always been an accountant and I was also good. Who the hell made me do. " He was nervous.

He went for the first time in what had become the headquarters of his party. Everyone was jovial with him. As word spread of his arrival met him secretary

-You're finally here!

-Excuse me, I slept badly last night, you know, I was a bit 'rough-


But give me pure tu! What are these formalities between us

-I do not know, I'm surprised ... I would feel embarrassed

-And what then, do you give of being? Ah ah ah ah!

Del-boiled?

-Boiled?

-No is that they are still shaken ... know how ...


-Sai, you know. What did I tell you to give me? Already forgotten?

-boiled?

-.... I usually agitated if I bring two beautiful and spends all puttanoni

-Prostitute? But we are not a Catholic party?

-Exactly. You do not allow us to build a harem? And we are going to hell. It's called protest my friend! But you will learn. You bet if you will learn. Ah ah ah ah!

-Catholics are monogamous ...

-Oh yeah?

-Eh-What do you want, when I was reminiscent of the anarchist party

-A anarchist party?

-What can I say, is what led the votes. Then the fascists are out of fashion.

-You have a mess on his head, you know?

-Come on, I was young at the time.

-was last year.

-But yes yes. However, come that you open a bottle of French champagne for having saved the election. I really could not find anyone to nominate. Presenting You saved the party know.


-French Sparkling?

Mica-thank you, is the minimum for what you did.

-yet I seem to have done wrong so big ...

-Hey, what did I tell you before? You have to give me?

-roll?

The day passed between celebrations and some discomfort for a climate that is not understood. Suddenly he realized that the world in which they had fallen was totally alien to him. Tonight you sleep-even-thought and began to turn the house nervously. He remembered that there had to be in the bathroom cabinet of valium and went looking for him.

"But where caz ... boxes full of useless here .. Most of these medicines will also be expired then, I have to decide to throw them a few days

-Ma goes. Why should he? He does not know that medicines worth more than gold?

-Ahhhh! Who the fuck is! You seem

-strung ...

-strung? I am a stranger in the house at night and I should be strung? Badi I have a gun eh, I would or the shooting. Badi eh!

-Come, stop. I'm here to help.

-Who the hell are you?

-How about me? He has never heard of Poggiolini? Yet they are famous.


Co-co ... .. how come in here? It is a ghost?

-Ghost? Do not talk nonsense. Look, I'm still alive and illegal. I have my methods.

-stuff of Freemasonry? She looks

-too many movies .. Pick, nothing special. By the way, I think that should change the lock.

Ben-kind .. What do you want from me?

-I want to help. I want to help not to be afraid of politics. I found out that she has a great need.

-E as it out? I spy? She looks

-too many movies ... Stuff of Freemasonry.

-see. She worries me, you know?

-I can imagine. Look, before you start the pantomime, would not an open sofa which are full of pennies? I bother to carry in his pocket knows.

-No, nothing. Look, let's start with the pantomime, otherwise I would have is getting late and I need to sleep.

he had said that Poggiolini disappeared and at that moment a voice came into the room.

-I am the ghost of politics past.

-Christ's sake! But

-on. Call me Senator Andreotti.

-I did not mean that ... Oh well .. Look, I'm already pretty tired, what should she see me?

-See what? He thinks he's in a story by Dickens perhaps? It's me that you must see, stop. Point. Without too much menate.

-Sa is, from a masquerade I expected at least some kind of allegory.

-Young man, the serious face, the policy has never been allegories, especially the DC. We are good people.

-If the time it takes for an allegory?


-Look, I'm usually in the evening in bed early. He knows what it is, I send the ghost of this policy and do over.

said Senator for life was gone. We did not have time to snort that immediately heard another voice.

-I am the ghost of this policy.

-Again she?

-What is surprising? Do not you know that politics is me?

-Yes, but you know, PDL, PD ... I would have expected at least a Di Pietro.

-But do not be ridiculous. No Di Pietro, always and only me.

-Bello sucks ...

-notch idiot.

-Hey, do not allow more. Look, if I have a gun and runs five minutes then I lose control eh. Badi eh ...


-E wants to kill her with a gun? Knows that years in politics I have?

-No ...

-1944

-Christ!

-I told her I can only call Andreotti.

And the Senator was gone again. And as before, a moment later, he heard a third voice.

-I am the ghost of the future policy-

Third item a few ciufoloni. It's still you!

-S 'look different?

-Senator Andreotti, with all due respect, she now has 89 years, it seems implausible that it can be part of future policy. If nature has its laws even by then should be to fatten the land.

-fool! I ascend to heaven, I do not know? Then a personal friend of God, told me that for 45 years, I can feel comfortable.

-But this is horrible!

-destiny is my friend. And fate is not changed.


Those words shocked him. -You do not change! - Continued to scream the elderly friend of the senator. He had that voice in the ears of the old political future. He needed to talk to Poggiolini. He began to look around the house. Finally found him in the living room.

-Poggiolini! Balcony ... hey ... he is doing to my couch?

-Eh? N.. no .. nothing .. co .. I checked the padding. Really well done. I have a passion for doing things well know.

-Go get your sister for a ride ...

-How?

-No, I said, you see that she is a man of taste.

else-Shit!

-memo .. Listen, I. .. I understood the lesson.

-Eh? What do you mean? He wants to sue?


-But no, he says. I want to enter politics. The policy needs me. I have to change it!

-Look, this was not the end.

-I have to change!

-Look, you happy .. I'm leaving. Take good night.

-I have to change!

-It is .. exchange rates, exchange rates as well .. Look, I can take away an mica ottoman or something?

Continue.


Monday, April 14, 2008

Taxi Manhattan Woodbury Outlet

Rights and # 1 powers

brief summary to be a good voter in some difficult political parties.


How to vote tremmista (Also: Maybe in the foot)


The tremmista perfect will vote Sunday, April 14 but his seat will go to even 15. The second day will do to protest: a tremmista should vote twice or more as they are strong ideals.

On Sunday you will wake up early in the morning, about five and make sure you are wide awake tirerete two slaps your wife. If she were to protest assestatele a kick, and if this were to continue then kill him with a hatchet blow. Let them learn to stay in their place these women. Go into the kitchen where their meal of tiemmista morning: a cup of milk with bread two months earlier. Throw away the empty bowl in the sink with enough and head to the rack. Choose the best hoe that you have, maybe one of the parties, and go into the air. Take to hit the rich soil and fertile, one, two, three hundred times. Now that you've done your morning exercises you can return home for prayers. Thank God for the rain that waters the fields, the sun warms the earth, for young people who reap the harvest, the oxen pulling the plow, but above all thank him for having created beautiful, strong and tremmisti. Enter the seat with all the horse: if these middle class are able to live with each other in more than a beast will not be a problem. Take your card and once you put an X in the cabin (or at least roots) on glorious symbol tremmista (may God protect him). Give the card to scrutinizing and pull them for having port slap his hand without asking for permission. These women will never learn to stay in their ranks. output from the seat, mounted on horseback gallop and head towards the first piece of land found that, with an army conscript occupatelo the good and knead until your endless energy you allow.



ancillary Note: If the seat where you will find is located in a school, most likely will be on site of beds: Your task will be to eradicate planting of flowers and much more useful grain.

How to vote under the new (or: The Importance of Being Arian)

Voters of New

Force will go to the polls on Sunday and that Monday's vote, obviously can not vote both days. On Sunday you will wake up at four at night and you will not waste time by going to bed already dressed in denim shirts, chains and with his head shaven. Once you get up, head to your desk and make up disegnatevi a swastika on his face. Leave home, go to the polling station where the last election Prodi took 70% and devastatelo. If this is the same seat where you must vote not bad, at least one vote in Forza Nuova is not worth what you will lose the PD. Go home, get rid of any bodies of the offense, malts and give yourself away to bed all day: you never know that the police is planning to visit you.


On Monday you'll wake up again early in the morning to be at the polling station when it opens. Go in civilian clothes and unarmed, although the more adventurous of you may go hand in hand with a knife: if you discover that a candidate can avail yourself to the next election.

Vote in haste, and once the cards are going to be pocketed knot in front of the seat. Here you will be for the duration of the vote to look bad all that come to vote, hoping to gain some votes for your party. The vote is secret and you will not have the certainty that the threats shouted left and right will be effective, but usually two kicks in the right places make their effect.


How young people rate the future of Italy (or also: beeella, voting!)
The majority of the voters of this party

going to vote instead of Monday. On Saturday, you young people have to do around and on Sunday it would be too busy to vote. On Monday instead of voting you'll get up late, but not too much, take care that at some polling stations close and carry the vote would be difficult after 15. Once awake wash, if you like, and dress. If it is not too much trouble for you, try to dress in the least ridiculous and if you really can not give up that beautiful burgundy blazer at least avoid mating with blue flip-flops.

time you leave home goes, but try not to exceed one. Take the car, but only if this is quite embarrassing and / or expensive. In case you do not have a car like you do hitchhiking. Mind you: you will never walk and use public transport, young people do not drop actions so vile.

Before heading to the polls you will make a trip to CoolBar or in any place where young people often meet in your area. Here you will be about an hour to talk about anything or at least leads you to brag of sexual relations that you never had. Take a look at the clock making sure that all good that you notice that half a million on the wrist and left the room. Take a hundred meters and when you are sure that no friend is watching you time to ask a passer-by. Head to the seat and along the way try to keep in mind that you should just learn to read the clock.



Once in the seat revenue in the most noisy and flashy as possible, remembering to square anyone around you. Submitted documents, photos on the excuses "I always go wrong in the picture, take your card and give thanks with a" thank you brothers. " Head into the cabin and marked the symbol of Italy's Youth with a Future X (if you do not know is that you use to sign to sign).
Exit the cabin and put the cards in the urn. Urn obviously wrong or someone might have doubts about your youth.
Now that you have fulfilled your civic duty you can return to your friends and talk about serious topics, such as your vote and benefits they bring to the country: Ministry of fashion, substantial cuts in research, more fast cars for all and things like that.

How to vote Liberal Catholic Holy Roman Empire (or: ode to Ned Ludd)

Who decided to vote for this party know first that must necessarily go to the polls on the date of Sunday, April 13, 2008, not on a Monday, it is clear, as befits your rank and your beliefs. On election day you wake up slowly to about 11, we do serve cappuccino and croissant in bed and then consumed with placid calm manor. Give up your bed around 11.45 and nectar your noble limbs. Wear the clothes on Sunday and keep in mind that women will be appropriate for them to wear a corset. In the meantime you care to order the servants to prepare the coach and groom the horses. Once prepared

get on your high-powered car of the past and take the driver to go to beat as fast as possible and howl at the same time "to vote! To vote!" Means populace that observed along the roads will be under the impression that you are eager to fulfill your civic duties.

At the polling station you care to precede you in the hall from your servitude (slavery which obviously has made the trip from your residence to the seat strictly on foot) and do not skimp on these insults, unfounded and even common people always cleaned up.


Once at the banquet of the scrutineers for any reason not to hand them your papers nor the ballot paper: rank your insurance is sufficient. If the tellers will have the courage to protest have them beaten with a willow branch.

Once you will receive the cards to make the following sentence: "God gave it to me, woe betide anyone who touches it." Later you will give your card to the servants and sent them to vote in the cabin. Mind you that your servants vote for the symbol of the Liberal Catholic Holy Roman Empire, or cut off their fingers as punishment. output from the seat with the grace that distinguishes you, eat a light meal on site and end the day with a relaxing game of badminton.

In semicontemporanea with Mentecritica.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Ms Flight Simulator Air Brakes

manuals Eupls: How to vote for minor parties

8/8/2008



I'm not a great writer, a writer or just someone who can write decently. This is one of many reasons why I want to keep a blog. Certainly it is a strange association of ideas, but I'm not sure I the only one having bizarre thoughts. For example, there are those who have offered to make the Olympics in China this year, said to promote human rights. It would be like if I present a party in this election to support my ideas of abstention. But even this has been done .
We live in the best of all possible worlds, and each event has its own because it connects to a big final design. I believe that state of affairs that the design did a baby nursery: it is wrong, although it contained few if not properly developed and carefully study it is almost impossible to find a way. However I do not think even a child can draw something so stupid, a degree is usually necessary to achieve half the total idiocy but this alone would be useless if the graduate was not lowered into a reality just as idiotic. It might seem unnatural to satisfy all of these posts or even think of doing so, but if you look around, the reality is so bleak that child asylum has broken all his crayons and decided to become an accountant, a real estate agent or other work morally destabilizing.

As for the Olympics ... What can I say. I do not do sport for a long time but not because I do not like it. The fact is that I smoke and it is a problem not just light a cigarette while making a volley at the net. Once I get distracted and I served the lighter. The coach does not even really that angry, he had high hopes for me: I was hoping I left. I decided to give him a moment of joy.

missing exactly four months to the opening of the games and the torch-bearers have begun to carry the Olympic torch around the world. In Beijing, liked the idea so they decided to send out one, too. Exactly this is false torchbearers, very similar to the originals, which will run with a torch, much like the original, for all of China. After the tour the last torchbearer will fake fire to Tibet. A false Dalai Lama for the occasion will hold a press conference in which the action is going to state arson and jointly met the Chinese government will declare an official "burn for the sport, are admirable. If someone moves again shot in the head. " The opening ceremony of the games, however, think it will be something spectacular, as indeed we have been accustomed to seeing in past editions. As a preamble to a child will be pushed onto the stage and held a speech to remember how the act of his peers in that country have given the sport essentially balloons, overalls, shoes and anything else that could serve the athletes. It is known that Chinese children are of skilled tailors and have refined tastes. After

will be turning on the brazier, which will be fed exclusively with lithium: it seems that the government appreciates the flames emitted by this element


.

In quick succession come the usual dances to represent the local culture. This will create serious problems in what has been done everything to destroy it. In practice, the exhibition will be a kind of oath. A platoon will go up on stage and it will carry out various exercises learned during military training. Then the largest local magician will perform in the numbers tested for the disappearance of dissidents and darkness of the Internet. You should know that in China these magic shows are heard in the very popular folklore, even though everyone knows the trick. The ceremony will conclude with Hu Jintao, who will read excerpts from the famous Red Book. In mid-reading, overcome with boredom, the Chinese president will fall asleep and we will get a big round of applause.

competitive in the exhibition Things are very different from past editions. Chinese athletes will benefit tremendously. Bad in fact make the dreaded cross-country Africans accustomed to hard training athletes in the pristine areas in Africa succumb to the blanket of smog that is gripping the country of the rising sun. For this reason, the Italian athletes in the coming periods will train in Naples to adapt to the dioxin.

The closing ceremony but will never happen because the Chinese government will declare the Olympics as an event that he owned the historical events have taken away with impunity. Lower prices of Chinese manufactured goods (in other words, things that you find here everything from a €

) Will silence the controversy.

I said before that this is a perfect world and that every event has a purpose in the final design. Maybe that child asylum before he became an accountant, is now rejoicing in lowering the price of Chinese stuff. This is not the final design, but it could be a significant part. Besides, I and this child does not make the Olympics, I believe that we can not understand what it means for an athlete to be there. We like to win and no matter if we do it while sitting in an armchair sport is one of the rare cases where it does not matter if Gibilisco is in the south. We could only compete in the Olympics if hypocrisy became a sport.

If you want you can also boycott these Olympics, contempt for what China has done and continues to do with impunity. Anyway, I can imagine the result: almost a whole country will avoid watching the show and then go to cheer a medal. In the best of all possible worlds an Olympian, skinny and fast cars of tissue, not ever fall in the final design. In the limit could be rubber erasure inevitably dirty sheet.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Cabinet Top Decor Ideas

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Preamble: if literary genres that have made the fortune of many composers of the past should come to clash with today's technology will survive? Let

with four kinds. Sequence: adventure, epic, novel, thriller.

Adventure Graphics in Java

GeoTools The freighter had just entered Indonesian waters. The place is one of those who are still considered dangerous in 2008 because infested by pirates. But Professor John Hall had planned the expedition in detail. He considered it his purpose in life.

Ever since he ended his university career he retired to study the photos every day taking the satellites around the world. After a number of comments felt that had to pay particular attention to the Indonesian region and specifically in the area of \u200b\u200bsea surrounding the island of Java. His work for Fortune was greatly facilitated by Google Maps and search for the professor did not require too much time in a year he knew where to look for the legendary island of Sun So the expedition was organized. The crew was not the best, but he knew how to avoid pirates and this was important. They left from Port-au-Prince at the end of the rainy season and one week after the shipment is the island of Sun thanks to the coordinates that the professor had wisely found via satellites and then masterfully set in the GPS.

But how do the sailors ... Nausicaa: Dad, hoo trovatoo man aa unn tides. Staa unaa schifezzaa must Averre naufragioo unenforceable. Alcinous: perr laa barbae gods mioo nonnoo Nausitoo, questoo naufragoo other grandparents chee iIt is Odysseus, ill navigatoree solitariaa inn. Nausicaa, 'rcaa palettaa, chii ee loo riconoscevaa cosìì combinatoo. Chiamoo un''ambulanzaa.
Thus Ulysses, solo sailing, was rescued by the royal family feacea. Once released from the hospital, regarded as a hero, Odysseus participated in a banquet that King Alcinous gave in his honor.

Alcinous: unn perr Ulysses toast!
Ulysses, but what do you know that Ulysses? Who told you? See what the script says that the storyteller has to tell of the Trojan horse, to which I'm moved, and you discover my identity ... Alcinous: t''hoo vistoo to TGG, nonn s''èè parlous of'altroo daa quandoo Haii unenforceable naufragioo Ulysses: ah, I understand ...
Alcinous: Prodea Ulysses narracii dunquee Dellea infaustee vicissitudes chee sinn nellaa Miaa terrae hannoo condottoo tuoo peregrinaree ill.
Ulysses befardo fate would have it departed from Troy, and came close to my Ithaca, GPS and go to hell with him on the radio. From that moment I had to messing around with the international law: no one would allow me to dock in the ports where I came in that, no radio, I could not tell time in the Harbour Master's jurisdiction. I was regarded as an outlaw.
Alcinous: maa thought Tuu. Ee chee say quii Be pensavaa add increedibilii avventuree ee ee evil horrible monster.
Ulysses, however, was only one problem with GPS.
Alcinous: vabbèè, unaa chiamataa ministeroo to foreign gods all'ambasciataa ee ee sistemiamoo tuttoo Ithaca, tranquilloo.

Cousins \u200b\u200bCaramazza Caramazza


Paul lived in Lugano, a quiet town in Switzerland where you will not find a card on the ground. Paul was a quiet guy who had never strayed far from his town to make ends meet as a laborer in the local chocolate factory. Was proud of his work, was the best when it came to making chocolate with hazelnuts. Once he was also named Employee of the Month and every evening returning looked at home on the golden plate engraved with his name and thought how her life was perfect.
that night but returning home did not even have time to think about his award because the door was stuck under a letter. He opened it and start reading. After a few lines he felt the need to sit down when he read the letter all the world's collapsed on him. If they had seen his colleagues at that time would not have recognized: his face was disfigured by almost all the emotions at that time oppressed his mind. He got ill and went to the kitchen. He began to look for something in his modest pantry. Chocolate bars, a cuckoo clock, various products of Lindt. Finally he found what he was looking for a bottle of chocolate liqueur still closed. He had bought it because when someone went to visit him he had anything to offer. Taken out of breath the first container that he had at hand, a cup of coffee. He looked hesitant before filling to the brim with liquor, he thought at that time did not matter to overdo the alcohol. He sat down and drank in small sips the entire contents of the cup. The head was spinning but it felt a bit 'better. He looked around looking lost with air anything that might give him a fixed point on which to reflect. His eyes rested on the glorious flag Helvetic: thought he could ignore the contents of that letter and continue his peaceful life as always. Then if I said aloud, and this seemed to give him security. It was now calm, he could go to bed and eat his sleep right. Infuse Erann already bellies and ten, and he usually went to bed at ten forty-four p.m. always.
That night sleep did you wait in that bed. He decided to get up, and with trembling decision came in the living room, took the letter from the table and walked to the phone. The letter was written a telephone number that he composed with difficulty. Two rings, then a voice
>.
> Paul Caramazza said. On the other hand, that the letter was signed as Nicola Caramazza, he said yes with a tone that left no room for doubt. From Lugano to Bari
the road was long, and Paul decided to make that trip with his stationwagon, he had never moved from Lugano. Luckily he had a navigator, a final model, even those who know the country roads around the world. This gave a great safety all'elvetico Caramazza. He went sent on highways and secondary roads without ever having to ask for information. Compared to the second schedule and two days after his departure had arrived in Bari Nicola
recognized despite the cousin she had never seen even in the picture, he did enter the house and told him everything. The father of Nicholas, uncle of Paul, had recently died and the family remained only Caramazza the two cousins. For this reason, the deceased revealed to the child in Lugano he had a brother who died years before, too: he wanted the family reunited.
Paul did not believe a single word, could not accept that his father had kept hidden all this. There was only one solution: a test that proves the relationship.
hospital were quick and the results on biological samples of the two cousins \u200b\u200bensure that they are related. Everything turned out marvelously for Caramazza cousins \u200b\u200bafter many years had finally met.



Room with a View

I'd just need a vacation. How do I find myself now in this situation? I do not know. Since I arrived in Castle Rock's events have started to run like frightened horses and have led my life with them, tried to unseat several times and then be able to step on, devastate, destroy it. But right now I have kept close to their hair, they are still in the saddle but damn tired. If this story continues I am sure I will become crazy. Luckily I still keep in touch with the reality of writing about this computer is the only thing that keeps me going, gives me what little strength I need to stay alive.
writing these things I find myself wondering what would become of me if this machine were to break, or whatever. I am sure I would die with him. God does not want to give me a chance so bad


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