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We really brother and sister?

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do not know, the issue is tricky, especially as it is called into question the integrity of my mother ... . my mother ..................... I'm back, I said, maybe it showed evidence that deep down we really are brother and sister and resides in this picture in which our expressions are vaguely similar, but we do not put my hand on fire.
Apart from this initial joke, those two hours on Sunday afternoon in the sea island Terroni were regenerating, but I repeat that here the sea is much better (I'm fucking!).

A big salute to all the relatives and friends these days and reviewed in a special "fuck you" to Tio has also led me to believe that he had gone to Rafcos Billionaire or how the hell do you spell. But I say, casserole dish, as I did not think that if he says Tio bound to be bullshit! I had realized it was a fuck is Did I also said at that head, instead he comes to me to say that is true and that Raphael has heard from Porto Cervo and is an asshole because he came in and did not come Sardinia us. Then I explained that the calls get them to her friend, I do not know what it cost 45 euro, which Azuz was there with Lele Mora and that he would attend the next Island of the Famous .... and I saw so convinced that in the end I believed.
When I try to try me. These two months in the far north had made me forget that if it says and believes Tio is a 99% bullshit.
However, apart from this due outburst, unfortunately I have to announce you that the updates to this blog you will very rarely because the new apartment where I'll be moving this weekend does not have a connection, so my many loyal and users will be part of their private space of good humor and intellectual thought, while blogs and competitors Tio Rafcos can breathe a sigh of relief for the weakening of my dangerous competition.
Such is life, what can we do? Even my beautiful poems will become more rare, but perhaps even more eager for this and wish it, my dear visitors sensitive to the deep human instincts. That today, in view of the end, is a bit 'sadder than others, but exudes hope and ammore for you all (except for that Cugliate Tio).

latrines emotion

The proof is broken,
but I have not cooked;
the last meal of pizza,
left me a bit 'of anger.
I'm not finished on a stretcher,
but I traveled with cagarella.
Elio, Mary Ann, Patricia and Ilaria
greeted me with joy.
Rafcos was billioner
Tio and sent her to cagher.
This
my kind invitation to me was sent back
and thinking about a dead dog,
inquinai the airport.
In the throes of excruciating pain, my
Terga emettevan items.
The link to the homeland
there left as a trail;
may seem
and brick color was brown instead.
It 's the legacy of a Goddess
calling itself DeaRea. A sensitive nose

produce some 'bile,
but all you who love
certainly appreciated.
Now I'm a bit 'empty
and ask you to leave, with the latter allowed

I sit on my toilet.