A Good Book To Learn About Football

- Have you turned on?
- Yes, I am ready.
Lothar hair system. His name was Matthew, but nobody could call it that, without great risk. He looked in the room and began to speak, professional tone.
- Ladies and gentlemen, good evening. We are here near the river for what will be the event of the season. The trial of a villain. Lothar
pointed to the tree to his right. Julius slowly lowered the frame, revealing a guy with eyes wide open and his face swollen, bound and gagged.
- Your Majesty, could you tell us what this poor young man is accused? - Julius said, laughing while he continued to take the boy gagged.
- But certainly. Indeed, we more. His fate will be decided by those present. We expose only the evidence against him.
- LOTHAR! LOTHAR! - Clocked an incentive arose for a few seconds behind Julie. Three other spectators attended enjoyed the scene. Claudio, Fabio and Andrea, the other devoted subjects of Lothar. Well. Then, the villain is accused of trying to avoid the initiation rite.
- But this is something serious! - Said Fabio.
- Exactly. He refused to hand over the phone, as did all his companions of the first G. Not only that. As soon as he could, he told what happened to teachers and the headmaster!
- NOOOOO!
- Oh yes. It has created a situation very unpleasant. We were interrogated. Maybe we will suspend.
- But it is incredible, your majesty!
- And you know what he did when we locked out of school and tried to understand why this fury against our person? It is wriggle and have been bitten! Do not believe us? Check it out! Lothar
unbuttoned the cuff of his shirt and pulled up his sleeve, revealing a scar rather obvious.
- after all, what do you think can be left unpunished?
- Noooooo!
- Good. Trust in the immense wisdom of your sire?
- Yes, your majesty!
- We propose that the are broken toes and hands.
- Siiiii!
- Good. That has removed the gag. That his cries rise up to heaven. What about the moon being aware of your pain! That the sentence is carried out.
The three spectators approached the boy and took off the gag. In response, just got the free air, they tried to bite them.
- Bastard! Mad dog! - Claudio said, pulling a resounding slap, while taking off shoes. While two barely kept him still, Andrea took a wooden stake from the ground and swung it with both hands. The boy put sull'alluce left, taking aim. Then he stood up to the sky and shook the first time. The cry of the boy
shook his campaign. His eyes were bloodshot and his voice became more hoarse. A trickle of drool slipped on the cheek.
Everyone laughed heartily. Lothar instead was put in front of the boy sitting cross-legged, enjoying the scene and launched a fierce glance at Andrea, who is now prepared the second shot. Julius took over everything in the meantime, with commitment.
The second shot broke the index and middle fingers. The boy let out a scream angrily.
- MAMMMAAAAAAAA!
- Call Mom, that sweet! - Said Julius turned to Lothar, who shook his head.
- MAMMMAAAAAAAA! - The voice became more hoarse and angry.
- Yes, yes, sure! Mom, call mom!
Lothar saw the pole fall to the ground with either hand of Andrea still attached. He looked up. A
be about two meters high, with the dog's head cut off his other arm of Andrea with a bite.
- Mom! - Said with a sigh the boy sitting on the ground.

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Mom's Love Story - The button


The sound of the old Siemens limbs the last remnant of paradise. Why, what evil have I done to merirarmi this? I killed him I Jesus Christ? I think not.
And you? How to solve the persistent problem of the button, which you've explained several times that it is impolite to death tighten his stomach when called to do his duty? Just eat less, drink less and refuse invitations to lunch and dinner, I'd say. And me? Could you please start thinking about the question about Jesus Christ, to which I have still not answered?
One thing I can try to do it. A run. A friend told me that it is simple. Half an hour and you've solved your problems. But
. What does it take? I wear the shirt, shorts, white socks and shoes sponge half smashed. Then I put the dark in the room of my son, looking dell'emmepitrè.
Here. Keys, pouch, earphones ordinance. Twenty seconds to decide. Soundgarden or Alex De Grassi. Alex no. I would not fall asleep while running.
first lap. I'm going well. Piano, without running, the lady passes in front of me shivering and completely ignores me. Second lap, I start to have some breathing problem, but that's normal, carry around two hundred pounds is not a walk, is a workout. Siemens spent ten minutes on low. And when you get there in half an hour?
Seiedieci. Missing five minutes at the end of the torture and Black Hole Sun is me drilling the brain. I feel better than when I went out and worse than that guy with the backpack that you start the site, angry but at least rested, that will certainly make just taken the first coffee of the day and is about to light his first cigarette of the day.
Done. Of course I will have half an hour, yes and no quarter of an hour. And all of you to please you. Then you say that man does not become attached to inanimate things.
Ok. How about giving me a little 'breathing today? Dai.
ignorant that you are nothing. Another day in apnea.