Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Can I Buy A Birthday Cake On Snap

Caralibro Against Par zree Intolerant and Finale or infects Says Goodbye Rat Rat infects



Hello, foie puturrús mom!

Since I made my penultimate entry live lost scared shitless.
Perhaps many of you think that I kept looking. That I could not have gotten involved with a bigger enemy and hairier. But I did. I did it because I needed to get up against the oppressor. Needed blaze that could confront the tyrant. I could fight against the invader. Would rather die standing than live on your knees. There was no enemy to submit. But here I am, huddled under clawed the table while shaking write these last lines of you dismiss me @ s I do get my last goodbye.
I want to remember as the charming, intelligent, sensual, funny and extremely attractive rat that made you smile in recent months. As warm and insightful rodent out of his smelly sewer to tell his life in the underworld from the perspective of a cute little creature with long whiskers and silky coat in the back.
I have taught everything. Rataciudad, Bubilandia, my holidays with Berlusconi, those Glaglagluix, my thongs ... I have shown my world. I have spoken of God. From my conversations with him but not him, so omnipotent, can do anything to save my life. Because yes, my dear @ s puturrús foie, I'm in mortal danger. If several months ago I had to deal with 'stuffed bear' , now my enemy is more cruel and ruthless. More deadly, more deadly. And even know his name, I know they coming for me. And let me break it in pieces as I was careless. So I have to flee for the glossy coat has cost me so much support.
not without first share with you my misery. So that you understand the scope of the threat and the risk I take.
As I told you in previous posts, my neighbor's cat would sneak home every now and then. At first I thought coming only and exclusively for the toys for my nephews. Later, I started to realize how wrong I was.
few days ago, I arrived at my profile Feisbuk a disturbing photo sent by Ratahermano more. At first I thought it was a joke, but when I looked at the file, I saw that I had no p *** grace ...



But a few days later I got another picture anymore. Ratahermano was no longer Mayor, but an unidentified person ...



Do you laugh? Well, I
iota.
few days later, I found new pictures in my email, all related to my life which made him an increasingly close final.











And the reason why I sent so cruel message.



Therefore, dear me @ s @ s, I close the blog. I can not stand much pressure. Since neither my neighbor in his underwear can boost morale. I'm scared, I admit. And I can not go to the police to tell my injury because I do not believe me. The rats are forced to become extinct with the greatest suffering.
I beg you not weep for me. I happy to stand up to the sunset of my life. Because I know that God reencontraré with my friend (yes, the same that goes down to my sewer every now and leave me with no beer and no hooks ...).

I carry in my heart.

A kiss of Sussu petits mom!

Rat Infect.

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SEE YOU IN THE NEXT !!!!! ENTRADAAAA

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Volkswagen Tdi Sportwagen Vs. Audi A3

against Par Intolerant Chu

In previous chapters ...

[The infected rat responds with evidence to the vecinatontaloscojones , owner of gatomierda, the adventurous feline threat to blow up the existing peace in its quiet cloaca]

Hello, foie puturrús mom!

clear and calm in these days, and had planned what would be my next blog entry until something came to beat me on their snouts, like a wave descends upon a sand castle built by small, plump hands of human breeding.
yesterday I was returning to my happy and pert cloaca. There were no clouds in the sky, the air calm and smiled at me life. I parked my humble utilitarian
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(Must see! If you do not get bust XDDD)

... in front of the entrance to my home when ...
putrid
- infected rat!
Who called me? It sounded like a scream. It was more a whisper. I turned slowly. Without knowing what I could find. A neighbor sewer me to step out with a series of papers in a claw I could not identify (the papers, not the claw, which was right XD).
- ¡¡¡¡¡ HOMBREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, VECINOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!!!!
- Chsssssst! Shut up, dammit! I am going incognito.
I looked good on him. Indeed. Where every day was a neighbor as normal as this ...


could see how with a few tweaks had become a true chameleon in the neighborhood. Impossible to discover even more by the eyes experts to unravel mysteries (say, those of Iker Jiménez).


made me silent and took me to an aside, where, in a confidential tone said, while I was a magazine:
- Page 10. Verses 2 to 9.
magazine I picked up the decision as my eyes wandered nervously pages ... What if I am wrong and I went to the twelve? What if I was able to recognize the numbers?
- Removes , dammit! Tas blur. "I snapped my neighbor while my claws snatched the journal and he wanted me page. Then again give me the time I said whispering Read it.
- 10. Number 177. Script in October 2009. Rataciudad newsletter. The mailbox of ...
- ¿¿¿¿¿ DOING WHAT BALLS TAS, COÑIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOO ?????
acknowledge that here there were several unsuspecting birds took flight outraged. If my neighbor wanted to maintain confidentiality, it was not achieved, we say, perhaps had no idea how to do it ...
- ¿Leer?
- Anda, déjame a mí, déjame.
Volvió a arrebatarme la revista de las garras mientras yo posaba la mirada en una inmensa vena de color azulado que palpitaba en su frente... Era inquietante... Hipnótica. Con su aterciopelada y musical voz leyó lo siguiente:

De lo que yo saqué las conclusiones que pongo a continuación:
1. Que no estamos solos en la lucha. Las ratas que permanecen unidas, permanecen unidas… ¿o no? ¿Alguien tiene arrestos para discutírmelo?
2. Que el autor se columpia un poco. Él no debe know that, really, who puts his birth is not a direct neighbor, but my father. We live four sewers above yours. But I will not consider.
3. That same neighbor who saw a cat, I said the kitty craze alien getting into bed is not new. It has done, it is known, with two other neighbors. Qeu What I wonder is why the neighbor who dresses as a cat has taken to sneaking into mine when not wearing the costume ... [Mental note: ask when I have time]
4. The cat who allegedly disappeared, seems to have been given up for adoption by the same owner. In what follows:
a) was given after his temporary escape to not have to explain to the neighbors for having suggested that my father could have done something.
b) That is really despicable if it did before the hint. Because she already knew where the adorable animal.
5. BRAVO FOR GUILLEN SARABRIA
6. This deserves a big, sonorous 'ZAS, TO THE MOUTH! " . XDDDDD



A kiss of Sussu petits mom!

PD: Yes, Guisguis, in my previous post I forgot to add that the lady, when discussed with my father, the adventures of his endearing kitten, to be seen the bright colors repeatedly said: 'If I had known not bring toys' and 'I regret having brought the toys' ...
PD2: Visual Acuity Test. That you find three differences between the picture of my neighbor without disguise and my neighbor in disguise, will be the fantastic sum of twenty cuchipremios ... TWENTY CUCHIPREMIOS !!!!! ¡¡¡¡¡ We're giving, we're giving away, PD3 OIGAAAAAAAAA ....: Tonight I feel so insomniac ... I'll see if my neighbor has a story and brings me to the bed XDDDDDDDD Or vice versa? No, no. XDDDDD I like so

How could it be otherwise. The song is:

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Cervical Position Prior To Menstruation

Rat

Hello, foie puturrús mom!

I ever made in this blog pretty pickpocket a sketch of the inhabitants of Rataciudad. Well. Today I will talk about the neighbors around me. Why? The reason is simple ... ¡¡¡¡¡ ME OUT BECAUSE OF RIGHT THERE !!!!! XD.
a couple of weeks ago, Rataciudad rose with a new promise in the world of the pen. A woman who is making a hole in Science Fiction with columns like this in the Opinion section of a local magazine.



Given that I feel ... very alluded alluded to, I'll do what I call the soul ... the heart ... the brain ... and my ovaries! Dear

I. Murillo (Ipuntomurillo):

Unfortunately, my parents strictly forbidden me to answer your letter in the same medium. Luckily, they have said nothing to answer on my blog. So, 'Al ataquerrrrrrrl!'.
As someone once said, in a long history there are three truths. The truth of one, the truth of another and the truth. As your letter
limp as a pigeon with one leg, I feel obliged to illuminate the dark spots in her encounter and are:

1. Indeed, when living in community must tolerate some discomfort:
a) The dog's barking. There is nothing wrong because I do not I have. Coincidentally that is the neighbor who lives in the sewer that is between his and mine.
b) The smoke from the barbecue. Do not know if I tell you to release the bulb. But we can take into account, if you will, that your daughter does barbecue grill with a laptop when you and your husband are not home. And there are several witnesses who rode the last time back in July. When we thought we'd have to call the fire department to believe that the house burned.
c) The neighbor's tree leaves. I merely referred to the 1st point, and add that you also has trees in his garden. As the story should be applied.
d) The child's screams. You want them to put the muzzle or a necklace of punishment?
e) The screams of the child's parents. I merely refer to item 1.d.

2. Indicates you came to our sewer to apologize because his cat went into our garden and took several toys and wanted to return them. Well. A wonderful, idyllic picture that is full of tenderness, understanding and estupendísimas Songs 'Sound of Music', I'll add a few details. Without bitterness:
a) That you, at any time, apologized for the behavior soon Proper care of your pet.
b) That we returned without even stuffed animals pass through the washing machine.
c) overlooked the fact that something as awful as an allergy to cat hair could be any of us. Which is the case. Not any of my nephews (who are playing with toys and stuffed animals), but one of my ratahermanos.
d) We do not back one or two stuffed animals, but six: two elephants, a camel, a lion, Piglet and Imaginarium Nico ... Although it is possible that I forget some. This goes to show that his cat, unless it is a real hero, had to enter more than once that night to commit his 'small' feat.
e) Remind you that your 'apology' was something like, 'I have these cats so ...'. Which would be like telling you: 'I bought a tiger, so keep their children at home. " If that's an apology, lose God and explain it to me with pictures, because I do not understand.

3. Sincerely, Mrs. neighbor, I sweat the ... nose, her kittens are wormed and fully vaccinated. Why?
a) That the following sewer neighbor (three above you, that is, the next to ours, call it 'C'), came one day complaining that she had found her adorable dog, lying quietly on the blanket he left her bed bath. Depressing! Is it 'C', with the disgust that give the cats and more who do not know (said by her), have to 'swallow' to their negligence to their own pets or the 'adorable' visits it will gift?
b) Because the neighboring 'G' (who lives among his cloaca and mine) gave us a pool a few months 'bouncy' for my nephew (the Pea, the pellet and Canijo) and appeared inexplicably punched and Riot on the lawn where we had left peacefully last night. How is it possible that the puncture marks were some adorable clutches?
c) Why have appeared in our lawn grass corritos burned. Will they pee?
d) Because in our lawns have appeared solid biological samples lovely brown color, unless we leave the garden at night we loaded into it without realizing it, I am inclined to think that the blame is his friendly mascot.
Therefore, the cats were born or not at home, which are used for therapy with autistic children or disabled, or who come from the very House of the King, I sweat it ... and how, let him hear.

4. You say you do not like cats. Has a funny way of showing it when at home (I've counted), has come to collect four of a sudden. Me stripping thing. But Stay within yourself, others not our fault.

5. Indeed, my father was very diplomatic with you. But, considering what you just listed, there is little that he and little she can do her 'delicious' pets. After all, my father was defending his property.

6. Who are you to talk about education and pass on messages to children when so treated their pets? When they do not print any kind of discipline? Do we have to talk about respect for others? Or are we considering that page I'm still waiting for his daughter (Yes, his daughter), come to my house to apologize to me for a scratch that was in the car with me ... oh, hail and revelry!, Its 'Megane' metallic blue? We talk about education? What it has taught you that your daughter when she whipped up another blow to my sister in the car, while she was inside with my nephews, and was not able to get out and apologize considering how hard it was to without looking back away at full speed? How this education? Or that showed someone in your sewer when, recently, my uncles coming to dinner at mine (one of them in wheelchairs), threw a cigarette butt over the garden gate them fully and, after being reprimanded by one of them you did, what they say, 'exit from the forum'? Or maybe that other occasion when someone in your home had a party late at night (with the consequent disruption to the neighboring homes), and the next morning when these explanations were to ask you would not open the door ? They saw them moments after the garage area and made them get their discomfort. Neither you nor any that were there said nothing. Of course, after a few hours (or days, can not remember what I was told), the aforementioned neighbors were found in his mailbox a handwritten note put them in the back and a half. Calling them rude and who knows what else. We talk about the education? Or talk about this' dialogue 'and' power of words to resolve conflicts. " See the speck in your neighbor's eye ...

And here's my conclusions:
1. We are not talking about hurting an animal. But when I find it in the kitchen of my house uninvited, when after a few days my parents find it so richly in the living room, when we click the pool of his nephews, when called to account and you shut up because he can not preach with the example, when your adorable pet steals (yes, ROBA us), children's toys, when his cat climbs up the walls of the neighbors and is capable of lying in wait for beds outside, when we shit and piss in the garden, and when you are unable to come to apologies, yes, we inflate the balls. And while your cat (as she wormed and as cute), do not miss anything, we tend to want to hang the mainmast. Or get a stole with his skin. Why? Because humans are territorial by nature. Did not reach the level of dogs having to mearnos corners. But we like that outsiders respect our property. It's my home. And if you want cats, I do not want. Why I have not withstand the rude neighbor on duty.
I should add that I've had dog. A most beautiful Samoyed a San Luis. Cake and gossip. And who ever slipped into garages outside, yes. But we have broken with apologies to the 'lucky' neighbor has seen entering your property to our playful giant, hairy ball.
2. I have no complaints about the education of my nephews. But given that you support a child psychologist refugees Rataciudad City Council makes available to citizens, if there has been about you. Both professionally and at the neighborhood level.
3. A couple of weeks, getting my parents looked at one of their cats hooked to the network with which my father protects grapes de su parra de los pájaros. Lo soltó para que corriera ágilmente a los brazos de su ama mientras él (mi padre), se dedicaba a quitar los excrementos que nos había regalado su adorable mascotita. Tenga una cosa en cuenta, señora I., mis padres se van de vacaciones esta semana. Si yo me levanto y veo a su gato enganchado (adoro a los animales, pero esto ya es el colmo), prometo que no lo voy a tocar, no. Le haré unas cuantas fotos en la posición en la que le halle, iré hasta su casa y, si es necesario, la arrastraré a usted de las orejas para que lo recoja con los dientes si es preciso. Si, por el contrario, son cacas de gato lo que me encuentro (yo ya no tengo, lamentablemente, ningún animal, por lo I will have to infer that are cat), will gladly pick it up and they may be in a bag in the mailbox, hanging from your door knob or on the same floor of their home. All for coexistence, tolerance and education. Take it as a threat!
For example of what I say, here I have a few tests the p *** cat prowling the c *** tions.

Photos taken on 6 April this year in our garden and our Pruno.





Photos taken on September 23:

1. Gatomierda pacing:


2. Gatomierda dissembling:


3. Tech system to prevent the cat will escape. I think that NASA do something in the ferry collision avoidance aliens ...


4. Walking II
Gatomierda

5.
action Gatomierda

6. Attaching the mesh where mierdagato.


7. Gatomierda away up the street ...


8, 9 and 10. Gatomierda the bush. Visual acuity test.






A kiss of Sussu petits mom!

PD.: Neither the neighbor 'G', and the neighboring 'C', or we know where your wonderful cat. But I give clues about where you can start looking. Although sometimes these bugs disappear for days without stop, even a goodbye note ...









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