Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Penis Girth Toilet Paper Once upon a time it was ...

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from my roof, to tell you what happened at midnight on December 31, 2007, the first New Year's Eve happened sober since 1996 and that future generations will remember under the slogan "Never Again without Freixenais" . Because of the lack

alcoholic perspective that gave us the course of events, my beloved historian and I, we set out to drugging a devil, very raft, four spans high, with horns, loops, and sharp white teeth cookie smell of sulfur. What scientists and parapsychologists called, "ninia Shica 32 months" .

The idea was to get a quick sleep and clear of the victim, but by desgracia, catering service banquet, spent all drugs in tuna pie, this would explain the details ... this ... eeeeh wonderful ... very pleasant texture and flavor of the dough (yes, yes, history of me, that worked out rich ¬ ¬)

as chemistry had given us back, we commend our souls and the rest of that wonderful heritage ninia-Literature a lifetime. We put our brains in Rewind (brrrrrrr) and I started to run alongside this wonderful story: (Well, my story was true to its name telling the story, I just said and thought nonsense ... making me honor myself clear )


Once upon a time it was a girl with golden curly hair and we all knew as Goldilocks ... "
¬ ¬ (hell, go as they are in the people for giving nicknames, not squeeze little head ...)
"[...] Goldilocks went into the forest alone ..."
¬ ¬ (if you give bad patterns of behavior to ninia, to wander through the fields of god!) Hey, and why would one?
^ ^ Well I do not know, really do not remember.
¬ ¬ It looks to be a failure raccord or something.
"... in short, went into the forest taking a little walk, whenwhere she found three beds, one large, one medium and one small. First they went to bed a little girl, but it was so small and so endeblita that the weight of Goldilocks, it broke. PUM! Then decided to try the big bed, but it was so great that ... "
¬ ¬ OK, I understand that broke the little bed, and accept the different temperatures, EYE, the soup, but, yes, the big bed is not hit. Although there is a possibility: perhaps the enormity of the mattress with respect to their size made it feel like a drop in the ocean and reminded him how insignificant it is human life in the context of producing an infinite universe in her unrest such that ...
"... finallyHTMLXC the first story-post 2008 ... this girl is awake!? Fast, empanada dough!

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