Dear President,
as promised, I write from my retreat Ravenna. I'm recovering from the fatigue of the Master, but also from the revelries of the birthday party that she has masterfully organized in his home in Arcore. It 'was an opportunity to do some' high society and to know key members of the jet-set (Lele Mora higher I must say I did), but also to ingest quantities of alcohol, which closely resembles a typical day of Charlie Sheen. I hope you have enjoyed the surprise that we have organized for us Full A Titulo: her Eto'o find the birthday cake.
Because I'm on vacation, do not waste time (I would go back to sleep) and I threw today against an unfortunate incident this week: protests against Favasuli of our work that would be - he said - damaging his dignity. I do not think that things are as stated Silvia, for whom I esteem and affection. Silvia there have often been accused of bias against him. It is not true. Indeed, to make her feel more at home, Monday to increase the sexual advances towards her, hoping to give way soon. Otherwise, I will do as usual: a rag soaked in chloroform and on.
Since we are in the Ambrosian Carnival, I decided to get dressed too. From Caccamo. Last night I proceeded to shave the pubic area, perfect for the perfect reproduction of his hair. Then I stopped to wash for a week. Finally, I bought clothes and engaged in questionable taste to make me give a Tunisian dialect repetitions of Modica (Ragusa was not available because the was not discovered until this morning to be enrolled in Tobago).
In closing, the Milan-Tottenham game. It 'been a fun and enjoyable evening. Certainly, the elimination of the Rossoneri, unexpectedly, has created some discontent within the squad. Galliani has eaten his entire collection of yellow ties, Ibra decided next year to go to Bari as it is the team that fans from small, because "the Champions League with AC Milan will not win ever." Pruneddu has instead tried to commit suicide by ingesting malloreddus of explosives.
as promised, I write from my retreat Ravenna. I'm recovering from the fatigue of the Master, but also from the revelries of the birthday party that she has masterfully organized in his home in Arcore. It 'was an opportunity to do some' high society and to know key members of the jet-set (Lele Mora higher I must say I did), but also to ingest quantities of alcohol, which closely resembles a typical day of Charlie Sheen. I hope you have enjoyed the surprise that we have organized for us Full A Titulo: her Eto'o find the birthday cake.
Because I'm on vacation, do not waste time (I would go back to sleep) and I threw today against an unfortunate incident this week: protests against Favasuli of our work that would be - he said - damaging his dignity. I do not think that things are as stated Silvia, for whom I esteem and affection. Silvia there have often been accused of bias against him. It is not true. Indeed, to make her feel more at home, Monday to increase the sexual advances towards her, hoping to give way soon. Otherwise, I will do as usual: a rag soaked in chloroform and on.
Since we are in the Ambrosian Carnival, I decided to get dressed too. From Caccamo. Last night I proceeded to shave the pubic area, perfect for the perfect reproduction of his hair. Then I stopped to wash for a week. Finally, I bought clothes and engaged in questionable taste to make me give a Tunisian dialect repetitions of Modica (Ragusa was not available because the was not discovered until this morning to be enrolled in Tobago).
In closing, the Milan-Tottenham game. It 'been a fun and enjoyable evening. Certainly, the elimination of the Rossoneri, unexpectedly, has created some discontent within the squad. Galliani has eaten his entire collection of yellow ties, Ibra decided next year to go to Bari as it is the team that fans from small, because "the Champions League with AC Milan will not win ever." Pruneddu has instead tried to commit suicide by ingesting malloreddus of explosives.
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