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the bark and run the self. Ex.

Eg. I would say that is just one example. But as we all know that the piece has not started yet. We're just the warm up. It seems to me the equivalent of a nice trip. Full of flash, splash, and maybe even cash. But best not to ask too much. So we do a trip that is literary fiction. Worthy, therefore, a laboratory narrative.

What then is precisely what our Diablog. What myself and anyone who wants to take part in the charade.

authors call them, but they are more like pals travel, sect Dead Poets. You know? Cool, no? And then all of these headings. Mamma mia! Mamma mia, that variety.

And a bit 'of days that I have in mind the image of Gaddafi dancing. In reality then is not Gaddafi. My memory is distorted by Tigga and newspapers, probably. I think a movie Moore own ends with a clip where you see Saddam Hussein dancing with his colonels or something. A little 'annoying, I'll tell you. Oh well ... I tell you? Gaddafi, yes, I was looking for web image of him as she dances or does something like this, I do not know.

Why I'd make a fumettino, like those of James & Arnold, says Gadaffi should this rhyme:

Giro ride round

and burn the world.

War broke out

all underground.

E 'something a bit' grim and cynical, perhaps, but I have it on her, and I want to keep here on the blog.

Beyond the rhyme, I thought of introducing a little 'satire. I do not know. In fact I have never in my life satire. Also because I have never been so close to having to fish even among politicians to baste a ridiculous scene. I have always got away with the clowns for the hobby.

So I do not know, I will think. What do you say? Can there be?

Meanwhile we go on like this, because you do not change a winning formula.

you? Suggestions? Ideas? We

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Sinus Infections And Rectal Bleeding

Gym

the first time in the gym is never forgotten.

I went for strength. Compulsory registration as a result of an accident and subsequent physiotherapy.

With the orthopedic who tells me that if I pump well, do not require any intervention.

I accept gladly, happy to avoid the operation and at the same time, to find myself a Fisichino from Spider-Man for the upcoming summer.

But they were just words, alas.

A true desire to kill himself on the tools, I can tell, there never was. Indeed, to be honest, the idea of \u200b\u200bforcing did not help at all.

The first day I go to register. I get a dumpling in suit, nice smile, who can not wait to bring home a new subscription. I say, even a little cheating, mind you, not do it for vanity, but for need. I thought that the sad but no. Of course, you know how many like you? Mica are all bodybuilders! Have a firmetta here and you have the card. But

stalled, perhaps distracted by a couple of stretcher bearers carrying out an SOS with a broken arm. Look, ask prices here and there and make excuses. But there are no excuses. Point.

I know that I have to do it and, apparently, it seems that even know the girl, who also starts to skimp on the offers.

So it goes. If good day starts in the morning, my rehab will be slow and painful.

In the end, overwhelmed by dozens of crumpled pamphlets, we find the solution for me and therefore I have to pay. A tidy sum, no doubt about it, considering the fact that one then goes to her ass crack. The temptation to attach a generator to every machine you use is strong, people. At least to reduce the cost of registration. Produce energy to sell ENEL nothing impossible, I think. It also has a Bible that, under a certain perspective. Turn on the light, watch TV and go online with the sweat of my brow. They'd say, basically.

However I do 'is signed. 'He's set of signatures, in fact, that not even a UN resolution. Present a medical certificate that says I'm fine, so I could feel even better to beat. I look lucchettino the cabinet and pass the plastic.

I would say that I'm ready.

"But I can already get in?" I would have the stuff back. "

"Sure. One moment you activated the card and then go."

"Thanks."

"Nothing."

Intute

The girl goes there, fooling around and come back beaming. Gave me a pass, he tells me good day and went in search of another undersized need.

At that point I decided to try. I go in the locker room, and before I settle.
soon as I cross the threshold of the room Magu tools that stops me.

A face like that, but shaved:

I call Maguire, because it is identical to that de Last of the Mohicans, but Roberto is called and does the personal trainer. It seems that I know a lot, both muscles of bison hunting.
She explains that the art of train the body is not an immediate thing and that I will have to sacrifice a lot of time. I tell him ok, fine, but I guess his bike with a dozen scalps hanging from the saddle.

Then I explained my problem and he understands the fly. It gives me a bar of balsa, the lightest wood in the world, and I'll explain how to use it. I have to raise his arms, holding the stick to keep them parallel.

"So thirty times, then come back when you're done."
"Ok, thanks."

are in the mirror on the wall of the gym. And what I see makes me think.
I am here with my rod of balsa wood and go up and down. Next to me is a girl who seems to Amazon. Grab a dumbbell with two attached FIAT Punto and seems not to notice. To my right a T-Rex is folding lampposts. Every time I hear his passes behind barbed fiatella from carnivore. Then there are two boys who train third. The third cries every time he ends a movement, but the thing that I can not explain and cry that the other two, in fact, they are just watching.

I try to focus on me, that both are too small to be part of the food chain there. At most I can step on, but enough to move, no?

Magu back to me and tells me to go forward. I also said that his service would cost me a fortune and that perhaps I had better prepare themselves to follow a card. I tell him that
OK, what else? I just do not have the slightest idea how to do. Do not worry, he does Maguire, for only fifty euro. For a moment I try to convince him exchanging a bit 'of liquid fire.

scliccacchiare That goes to your computer and then returns with a small page.

Total time: 2h

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tried to explain that two hours is too much, that I did not.
But that is the card, it's like the totem of the god.
First, it should not be doubted, second, there is no alternative. Then, a small pale face, move your ass and do not return if you have not done. O taste the knife Maguire.
Okay, I colored a bit by 'the conversation, but I guarantee that the meaning was. (Ed.)

In short, the day after I was completely wrecked and full of pensieracci on my performance and future meetings attached, with the Native Americans.

As I said, if the good morning starts in the morning, my rehab will be slow and painful, as has been slow and painful road to the Wild West.
I'll get a colt, a horse, and maybe even some trinket for the natives.
never know that I accept in their tribe ...

We hope that at least give me a cool name.

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Indian culture acculturation

Also for the cycle, "Man, as well as the actor", here is a good service from the experiences of our teacher Arnold.

Before a career in Hollywood, Arnold Schwarzenegger ventured behind the chairs of several American schools, moved by his selfless spirit strong.
We were able to interview him on the sly and, in front of the microphones Diablog, told us about some past educational experience worthy of note.

Geography

"A substance wonderful. I was fortunate to teach for one year, but it was a fantastic experience! I gave a basic course in geography to Green Berets, a little boys' exuberant but with a big heart! I have also endeavored to find new methods of teaching and I think that we have worked! "

In the picture, Arnold Schwarzenegger flexes its muscles to its students to highlight the shape of Graian. Note the trapezoidal-Monte White perennial full of sweat.



Music


Our hero taught rock 'n' roll in the famous Elvis & Son's School Memphis. In addition to the classic turn around a guitar, which is essential in this kind of music, Arnold devoted many hours of his course to the pelvis and its variants. He said that this particular step has, several times, saved my life.

History

"E 'from the past and it just that we humans can get the true teaching." With these touching words, Professor Schwarzenegger gives the opening words to his history class. It puts chills
heard about the exploits of great men of the past. Each lesson is a real poem. It is not uncommon to see him excited to explain a historical event while wearing a faithful reproduction of a typical dress of the period.

And it is only the beginning!


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Grocery Delivery In 2010

Jeff Santini - # 7 - The third prong

After face to face with Mr. Braddok, that message was the last thing Jeff would have expected.
At St. Patrick's Cathedral, in amidships, at 21, for Compline.

Jeff would go there, if it was all there.
An appointment with the case was not just full of life, especially after being branded by men closer to Maranzano.
Too bad for the signature of the call. Masseria Don in person was going to bother to protect his public image, Jeff invited to attend the evening service in the cathedral.
The signature could be his as anyone else, but no one in their right mind would run the risk.

Jeff got off the taxi at nine o'clock. He gave a quick glance at the neo-Gothic facade of the church and went inside. The distant voices of a female chorus welcomed him immediately and Jeff get used quickly, as the darkness of the nave. Took a few steps toward the center of the cathedral and heard them ringing around and merge with the song.
There was almost none.
At any moment, Jeff was waiting to be approached by his welcoming committee, the bodyguard of Don Masseria. Probably, he thought the boss would not have even seen. Whatever it was, he would talk with a third party.

was almost at the altar when he heard a gun to his mouth kissing him on the back. He stopped without turning around. He felt the instinct to raise his hands but was able to discontinue it, knowing full well that the gunman would not appreciate a move so obvious, even if protected by the darkness of the church.

Jeff tried to remain calm. Beginning to get used to, basically.

"Good evening."

No response. The pressure of the barrel had fallen on his back a bit '.

"I'm not armed, if you want to search me."
"I know that is not armed."

Jeff swallowed and tried to concentrate on that voice behind him. A stamp warm, relaxed, master of his words.

"Well, bring me his head."
"I do not think it's possible, I'm sorry."
"I understand. I thought so. She 's the party?"
"No."
"Then I will carry us, so hurry in a hurry."
"There is no hurry. You begin to sit here, I'll be behind her." Jeff sat on

bench and continued to set the altar.
He heard the creaking of the wood line behind.

"Good. Now that we are comfortable we can know each other better."
"On this front, I'm afraid to be at a disadvantage. I have no idea who she is, but she seems to know exactly who I am."
"Of course. She is a reporter for the Times in charge of managing the war between the two families."
"Exactly. Although no one had even talked about war."
"happen."
"It seems very safe."
"Absolutely."
"Why?"
"I have my reasons, and will remain my own."
"As you wish. The gun's got her."
"Until proven otherwise."
"But At this point, I'm missing a little 'why we're here. "
" clarify some misunderstandings. "

Jeff unleashed the mind, in search of a precedent of a particular case that might have produced an enemy on the loose in search of redemption.

"What kind of misunderstanding?"
"Those that make you snooping where you do not."
"The story of my life."
"Oh, I know. Why I'm here with you. "
" Masseria Don has something to say? "
" To my knowledge no. "

Jeff cocked his head to think about those last words and then turned around.
His interlocutor's face was covered by a dark veil and wore a wide brimmed hat.
We could see only the eyes, dark and glittering in the dark.

"So nothing to do with Don Masseria. The message was a forgery."
"It was a fake. I had no other way to come here and make a call to Maranzano played unbelievable after his meeting with Mr. Braddok."
"Who is she?"
"A simple observer."
"An observer?"
"An observer."
"What are you looking at?"
"Your lives."

Jeff was uncomfortable. That revelation had displaced, was expecting another lecture like the one suffered by the henchmen of Maranzano but no. He had just discovered a third pole.

"I know that they do not want to write Maranzano the wolf, right? "
" How do you know, it works for them? "
" I just know. "
" Yes, they do not want to follow the case. "
" Very well, I'm willing to pay handsomely for face the contrary. "
" She's funny, you know. And generous, I see. But there is no figure in the world covering the discomfort of a life away from the people there. I already have everything I need. Thanks, but no. "
" I'll think to protect it even if you do not know how to do alone. "
" protect myself? How? The Maranzano are everywhere, and just told me that it is not in the service of Don Masseria. "
" As none of his business. Must accept. "
" No, I do not have. It 's the point. I have all the protection I need. "
" I do not think. "
" Do not you think? And why? "
" Because the same men who protect it can not protect themselves from me. "

Jeff tried to get up and leave, but he was detained.

" Let me go. We're finished. "
" No, Mr. Santini, we have just begun. Will call soon. In the meantime, follow my advice and do as I say. Follow the case, keep writing the wolf. You keep writing about me. "


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