Actually our government is not only a thief, but perhaps it is better not to think otherwise, the depression reaches Mach3 ...
preclude me walk around with a light jacket and gloves in summer. The fantastic raincoats pink poser lies in the closet as a sign of protest against the drizzle anemic and listless that it is not enough dick to drench, but enough bastard to have a good ass and wet strip on the back when dismantling the cart.
Better the storm the other day: mr. Fixednus knows something: D
Yes, we set out we Udine, low profile and quiet, but there we are: and like the others do all the things to be fixed: spritz, kebabs and philosophical discourses on chains and tires! However, all less glamorous and more alcohol.
While the priorities are all at home now is to get quality certification from the mother for solutions suited to an adult life, my poor fixing crumbling. And I with you, as I see her so depressed and have no time to put our hands up properly.
I long for the arrival of Christmas gifts (even better if you gave it to me!: ° ° ° D) any new component, and for every jerk on sampietrino froze for samba squeaks coming from the front hub, now in its fruit, and the groans of pity crank that cries every deceleration ...
will pass through the various pain? Boh, while here I'm losing a lot of Alleycat, and it makes me turn the balls to die ...
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