infects thanks infects Rat says only two little words. .. Rat infects
Hello, foie puturrús mom!
As has been saying a lot and many times these last days in the media communication, the DGT has decided to give two extra points for drivers, since the introduction of penalty points have not lost any. That is, to cool. The models, the feelies, the educated, the civic, the megachachis, the chupicalabazas ... ¡¡¡¡¡ MKGONTÓ ... ME TOO !!!!!
I have proof of what I say. Are these ...
Since Mr. Pere Navarro trust in my gentleness, nobility, my quiet holding of a motor vehicle, my wisdom, my maturity ... I'll just say two words ... ...
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¡¡¡¡¡ Fuck you, Farruquito !!!!!
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A kiss of Sussu petits mom!
PD. : For all a happy holiday. For those who go out, two reminders:
In the summer dry season (if you read with the intonation of Juan Carlos Palito, I shall divide the p0ll4 XD), I have just living neurons in my brain of animal sewage. But making an effort, I'm here to tell you some things and, incidentally, involve a mystery that brings me head. First of all, I wanted to thank God for coming into my blog and thus show you that when I say that I talk to him is not something in my head. God has been in my sewer. I've been in a cloud, and pissed off ... funny, I call my personal phone for a laugh ... 'You know, the last of Michael Jackson? Want know the Baby Jesus! Of course I said that Jesus is not so young, already has thirty-three, but he says he wants to sit at his right hand, although I do not say where he will have his hands ... ' (*) . In another vein, I just wanted to tell one of the bloggers (Mr. Carlos Becerra ), which I cleaned the vent. All this comes for a telephone conversation 'we' last week. Well, well, okay ... We had no conversation. Since he did not let me say anything and spent the time insulting me:-D Can you be more ... more ... more ...? He asked me to clean my gutter more often, and I did this weekend. Taking advantage of the Pisuerga passes through Valladolid, and the big test I had last Sunday, this weekend I have started to work and I made a monumental task.
vacuum cleaner, duster, mop, squeegee, broom, dustpan ... everything ran so happy with my legs Garrudo ... Until suddenly ...
pigs!
KGONLAPUTA! ¿¿¿¿¿ What the hell is that ?????
I approached with caution, I knew I was playing life. One mistake and my body could end up thrown in trash bin in record time. Slowly. Slowly ... First one leg, then another, gently, not noticing he was becoming purple brown my pants ... Quietly, almost without breathing. And the most disgusting thing I saw ... I had seen in life.
A motorcycle helmet? A Lilliputian marker? A dry mucus from any of my nephews? Noooooo! A hornet's nest ¡¡¡¡¡ TABLE skirts !!!!!
AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH !!!!! ¡¡¡¡¡
course, do not say I cried like a pussy, and I ran to take refuge in the loving arms of my hero (Mighty Mouse, of course), but not because I did not, but because I'm going to say:-D (which I already had warned, bucking ...). I waited for the wasp wasp out of their filthy circulil (no den, it was round:-D), took one of my sandals and, with brutality, this penthouse will milk a hornet's nest that I sent into the stratosphere ... 'Do you want more, dirty stronghold of dried mud? " , I shouted, 'Do you want more, a worshiper of Satan? " . Spray it with my sandals, not by coup but by the smell emanating from them and then I turned to the window glass ... And there she stood. Looking at me sourly. - Bzzzzzzzzzz, bzzzzzzz! [Fox disgusting, my casaaaaaaaa!). - Will you also try the same medicine, slut? - Bzzzzz bzzzzzz, bzzzzz bzzzzzzz bz! [You took my house, perraca of shit!). - And do it again a thousand times, insect underworld. - Bzzzzzzzz bzzz! [Not if I can help!] I went with a sandal in one hand and a spray kills bugs in another. If you had to die, would be fighting like a champ. - Bzzzzz bzzz, Bzzzzzzzz! [Vade retro, Satan] wasp looked at me I looked at it. His eyes shone with madness. He had lost his home and knew he could lose much more. Could lose his life ... or virginity. The first thing that happened. - Bzzzzzz bzzzzzzzz, bzzzzzzz! [not catch me alive, twit!] - annihilate you, if it's the last thing I do, jalagranputa. - Bzzzzzz, bzzzzzz! Bz bzzzzzz Bzzzzzzzzzz [Forget it! Before you bite in the glans] - I HAVE NO GLAND, ABNORMALITIES OF THE BALLS! - Bzzzzz bzzzzz bzzzz ... [For the foie puturrú] - This expression is mine, copiota of shit. The fighting was fierce. The wasp took the sting and tried stabbing me between the shoulder blades like a rapier. Retreated. Advanced. Jumped on me and my sandal radioactive repelled. - Bzzzzzz bzzzzz bzzzzzz. Bzzzzzzzzz Bzzzzzz bzzzzzzzzzz ['ve stopped this beat but you will not stop the next. You tear the testicles and I'll make a bag to carry the pills sinusitis]. - JALAGRANPUTA, do not have testicles! I shouted angrily side will pay your boldness. - Bzzzzz bzzzz bzzzzz bzzzz [Well then, I'll strip your eyes and play marbles with them]. - not dare, flying pig. You bring out the intestines and I'll make a scarf with them. You'll see, and ... forces were very evenly matched. There was no mercy. When one moved the other was down. When one was down the other advanced. Our weapons clashed constantly with a bang. Drops of sweat beaded my forehead. He felt the muscles tense. My claws clutched my arms knowing that my life depended on it. - Bubi, what do you not let us take a nap with the noise, both cry and cry so much? :-D Great, my dad has come to help! There was a dry 'splat! ". In a slap the wasp left the world of the living to go to Heaven ... or where wasps go fuck your wasps and wasp waist wasp cuerpín ... (stating that it is not envy, eh?) .
This is the corpse of the culprit. Of course, had no burial. I threw out the window as I made sure I could play it without fearing for my life. Ahhhhh, what gives pleasure to be so brave ... !!!!!
Needless to say, this is all because of Carlos Becerra . If I had not made up his mind those damn tips on hygiene, I would not have run such a personal risk. Next time flat, you come clean. Or at least try to be more subtle when trying to kill me, as your killers are foll ... this ... failed.
On the other hand, I would like to speak also of a mystery. Should have the same status as the miracle of the loaves and fishes:
Can anyone explain how it is possible to talk 58 seconds with someone with whom I am angry and pissed off (see Anselmo, to give an example), and Vomistar charge me € 4.13, and another twenty minutes and talk attendant charged me just over two euros? I've always been bad with numbers. From what I see is scum ... people that are better than me.
A kiss of Sussu petits mom!
PD.: I would like to thank Maya the bee, who has collaborated in the translation. Although bees and wasps are not the same language, she has been invaluable. PD2 .: Carlos, would you kindly give me your address to send the body of your 'Sicaria'? Asiasssss !!!!! ¡¡¡¡¡ (*) Michael Jackson replaced by the Duke of Feria ... if you're a fan of the singer:-D If you're a fan of both, can be replaced by Jesus Christ, that of 'Let the children come to me ...'.
[God thinks is good and punishes the rat infected with a dislocated jaw instead of closing the blog after saying all that been said about him seems to be that the Almighty has decided to ignore the comments about Ratzinger. Is it because neither he himself holds it?].
[God decides to send the eleventh plague on the demo Bubilandia fachorra popping anti-abortion. This plague is worse than expected infects the Rat. Anselmo stepping back tocahuevos Bubilandia more than ever].
[God punishes the infected rat to make a humbling experience. She shows that it is difficult, because you are better than thongs him ...]
(Genesis 1)
The first day God created day and night. The second day God created the heaven. the third day God created the earth, seas, oceans, the green that surrounds us and the fruit. the fourth day God created the stars in the sky. Both the sun like the rest of the stars came out of his hands, including the moon. the fifth day God created birds and fish. the sixth day God created animals and man and woman. the seventh day, God rested.
- Knock, knock ...! had tried to knock on the door, but as there was none in that fucking cloud, I had the stroke that should have done my knuckles out of my mouth. - What, rat infected? God was lying on a fluffy cloud. Munching on a bunch of grapes while watching the skies with air dreamers. - You see, God ... not long ago come to visit. And started to miss you ... - need not make me the ball, Rat ... I know everything. You have come because you have nothing to write about ... - Touch! - What want to ask? - Yeah ... see ... I just read what the creation of the world and the universe and just ... How were you able to create all that in six days without help? If I have to resort to '20 Minutes' every time I want to do a fucking entry under normal conditions I would not even three minutes! (Fuck, what a pathetic joke ...! Heat, no doubt). - One, which is divine ... - Ya! Sure ... This fruit ... You made the third day? Why the party if there was anyone in order to eat them? Did you suffer some kind of digestive disorder? Why did you create the fruit and did not create the soda? - Because I created for the pharmaceutical ... - Ahhh! Sure. I understand ... You know that the moon is glowing, right? I mean, that the moon gives no light. Not from her ... - I know, Rat, I know ... - course ...! I imagined that you would know ... What about birds? Do you also created their droppings? This ... is beautiful and such ... but I leave the car made a shit ... - That snout, Rat ...! - Yes, this ... I leave the car made a Asquith ... - is necessary Rat. It is right to really ... - What about fish? What are they? Just have a memory of three seconds! Could not have made them one of three or four gigs? - That already occupy HP or Dell ... That, incidentally, also created me ... - I figured, God ... - In order , Rat ... You really find any flaw in my masterpiece? Because, for now, you're just getting hit, but there's really nothing wrong with that ... Maybe you should leave that will create something ... looked to God who had abandoned his indolent posture and looked at me with a mixture of challenge and condescension ... There was something not tallied. Much love, colorful, animals running around, light, heat ... Is everything so perfect? Is everything so cool ...? - will see God ... I think I found a bug in your creation. God sat up and rubbed his hands like a child who just discovered that you have lots of gifts for opening night of Kings. - What is it? - Everything is perfect ... - ... That's what I mean ... "I interrupted in a whisper. - ... and boring. - Want to make the clubs? "I asked God. - not be filled with bakalutas, gogos, pill and nocturnal creatures ... - Do-crash-test dummies? - No, sir. I leave that for you. - Do wars, invasions, lies? - No, and Bush has created. - then? - I want to create something that gives life to this world. Sauces, salt, sugar candy, the smiles of children. Something that makes life worth living. Anything I can do to move people ... - Are you talking about love ...? I have brightened. I knew what I could create.
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And The Rat infects created REVENGE
Hello, mom puturrús of foie! That
revenge served cold is something that everybody knows. But that is served after years and years of waiting is something we know only the very fortunate. Some post photos of former partners ligerita @ s clothes in the network. Others, Video porno.
The despair, anger, justice. Show that the land around you is yours. Your family is your family or your friends are untouchable. You're the best in your job, you're someone who does not laugh or God ...
Revenge is one of the most base instincts. But I, being a rat infected I can afford to create and distribute ... FREE !!!!! ¡¡¡¡¡ When someone comes, generally, just being far below those who did wrong the first time. But ... well know what revenge!
is a creeping feeling of many (if not all) have ever boasted. A goat head, fucking a neighbor, a classmate ... some ex girlfriend fucking bitch, a boss bitch ... fantasize to keep our enemies at our mercy. To hear them begging for mercy. Crying, screaming, writhing in pain. Begging, begging ... Sometimes revenge is the simple rayajo in the car door ... or the nail in the tire. Remove the antenna to the side, disconnect your computer or even drop some more or less hurtful comments in front of others to make a fool or evidence.
Rat But this time it has gone further. And I hope the move goes well. Because the 'person' against the piece you just moved, or has just committed a crime (and fat), or it is playing it to other people who are already up to the eggs and you can seek out tickles. That is, in the worst case could RIEF bad things ("With Justice have bumps'); at best, could go wrong XDDDD I hope this time the machinery of justice walks fine dish. Because there is no turning back ... Sorry to be so cryptic. If all goes well and get what you want (that evil pay for their sins before whom to be), I will tell you chapter and verse. Hee hee hee! How cool is it to wait twenty-seven years old ...! You flee desustanciao (jijijiji), but you can not hide ...
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