Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Old Antique Indian Motorcycles

star gazing starry


This was when I was going to be an eclipse and one said that as a result of darkness, there would be a cataclysm such as in the movie that Polish Soviet Egyptians, which is also one. I think it would at first Pleistocene BUP, ue in school we take her to a little theater and we screened the film, a copy malt
rejected, ralladísima and Polish. Pharaohs and collective farms. Hey, stuck.
Well, that, that thing of fact, two thousand or because the staff is as maracas, a seamstress was saying gabachuá if EFIN the world and that if a spatial cacharrajo fall of Paris, which they malvendió (or not, to me that the trick
or was there) its tallercico, the Tiede, wire coils and cushions, I that is, and long to see elcataclismo to Tahiti with three mulatonas to which it would behoove the uquelele while gutted everything. Or would mulatones, but I do not get involved there are going to Tahiti for wool and the heat is unbearable. We
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We are in Porto, the short walk, chaschás, some pictures, some jewelry, some earrings, a bookstore that extraordinarily beautiful and soda courtesy of the Portuguese, the Portuguese and
s whiskers. Well, the usual. Eclipse would be the next day or so, so we were all lenses pro ollos asking for oculos and looked at us weird. Oh no, oculos for ollos. Self that, hey, give me a dark Pula to see the eclipse and I marre, amigop. And the guys, with all his rum, no sir, brigade non Abijam niente, oh no, that's Italian, non posso andare piu . If they were French hbiese cash used vusetanpetitcoxón, or even more stubborn and vusetanlapin Yesuilerúa. They get checked and they turn away, because they imagine that you think Napoleon. And yet you still have Napoleon in high esteem.


This is the eclipse of today, and it's mine. It's a little scary, but cool.
is that I hear the wolves howl.


Hey, since we ran out magnifying glasses to see what we do, we were saying the MamadelPianista, the HermanadelPianista and NDAP own. Well, yes. And we were in a square. And I do not know what I get, if I am worth, I take a plane and say, here you will reach a record store he wanted to see who goes there is to be hanged, to start looking labels in Oporto, but anyway, is what it is and where you least expect it, skip Battiato deubedé in Baghdad or a single rare Syd Barrett. Here, it is around here, I with the plane in front and facing the square, left, a guy on horseback, the Portuguese in the fourteen square meters with a guy you riding herd, what people hear. Qe no, yes, no, that out there and we spent yesterday, that if you saw Padlock sources, and those who suddenly installed a traffic signal should not be there fifteen seconds before and I, if that the store is for alll .. Cataclón!!

Well, what a cake. Ay, ay, joer, what a trip. The MamádelPianista suddenly no longer has anyone to the side and that siguue HermanadelPianista, than that around here no ... What was that noise to squash pumpkin?
own Nodisparenalpianista
And that's Castanon, glasses flying through one side, flat on the other hand, knapsack on the floor, rebound thing that goes back and falls all over it, that much is not, as of generation, approximately, perhaps by pulling down the average, but very well built, though I say it is ugly. Ay, ay, what a blow, but what happened? The MamádelPianista who becomes aware of the event, ay, my son, you're fine chestnut gluing, HermanadelPianista that clings to another lamppost prey to a cruel attack of laughter and a man I repeinadísimo Portuguese picks her up and helps me sit up, oh, oh obrigado hear you if it is nice and not these two, ask me if I hold and I collected the glasses, which has left the Crital one and I have not been broken puritito miracle. Hey, God bless you, friend, with an eye to the Virula and touching the frontispiece, which is battered by the chives. Juara, what harm. I look at the traffic signal, which for me that I dented too. He has also had to hurt, no doubt. And two, Joe guy, open your eyes, Blinkin, what juajua you take the plane, the signal still trembles, go to a pharmacy to see if you get anything, if, bumpers, or a radar or a guide dog, and so what remained of the Malan, one has a patience pa why.
not find the oculos for ollos, but because hunger is the best cook, Tinker manages a filter with a glass of sunglasses and tape that I put the lens barrel and you could make a bad picture to the eclipse. But hey, for what was, was the best. You know, be prepared is for cowards. And that if not.

Which they never knew the truth. I did not eclipse or bagpipes, when I see the stars, look and settled.

And the other will follow in Tahiti.

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