Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Footballplayersinjockstraps
Stadium
The system was the fairest that could conceive. Who can be completely impartial when life is giving his last breath
solved equations expressed the exact time of the end. Were agonists, the days were numbered.
were tried everything: chemical treatments, fasting, consult the oracle, animal sacrifice, orgies to continue childbearing. Extremists curtailed their own hands the affected areas of the body. Nothing worked.
begged me days and nights. Until they realized it was useless.
the depopulation of the churches, religions and disappeared finally and no one remembered the gods. We were alone.
all were gathered in the stadium and barely covered half the space.
On a platform in the center stood the chorus: The last ten deluded children who could express the messages of prayers pitcher.
treasured pitcher in his hands the last hope. If all went well the winners could continue with life and start anew.
The man stood on the platform. He was naked had covered his body with ashes. Children squirmed frantically around.
waved his finger like a baton gray. Symbiotic silent prayers danced. Danced in a brief flight, danced the story from the beginning, and out of each. Children drowned
sounds from their throats out of control. Sounds compulsive, jerky, like a bird canon disclosed.
were extended ends of the skin in a collective trance and symbiotic
The final two humans without blemish, a man and a woman were separated from the crowd. Man on the temple of a heron nested default. With its beak pierced the skull. Deposited eggs to warm shelter of blood. Del
her lap looked a emerald hummingbird, feeding on their bellies, and fertility.
Now I see my new creatures fly from tree to tree. With human faces sing hymns in a language I do not understand.
I do not cry. Do not need me I am your god. They understand that they alone have solved the dilemma. Resigned
await my last breath. 
The system was the fairest that could conceive. Who can be completely impartial when life is giving his last breath
solved equations expressed the exact time of the end. Were agonists, the days were numbered.
were tried everything: chemical treatments, fasting, consult the oracle, animal sacrifice, orgies to continue childbearing. Extremists curtailed their own hands the affected areas of the body. Nothing worked.
begged me days and nights. Until they realized it was useless.
the depopulation of the churches, religions and disappeared finally and no one remembered the gods. We were alone.
all were gathered in the stadium and barely covered half the space.
On a platform in the center stood the chorus: The last ten deluded children who could express the messages of prayers pitcher.
treasured pitcher in his hands the last hope. If all went well the winners could continue with life and start anew.
The man stood on the platform. He was naked had covered his body with ashes. Children squirmed frantically around.
waved his finger like a baton gray. Symbiotic silent prayers danced. Danced in a brief flight, danced the story from the beginning, and out of each. Children drowned
sounds from their throats out of control. Sounds compulsive, jerky, like a bird canon disclosed.
were extended ends of the skin in a collective trance and symbiotic
The final two humans without blemish, a man and a woman were separated from the crowd. Man on the temple of a heron nested default. With its beak pierced the skull. Deposited eggs to warm shelter of blood. Del
her lap looked a emerald hummingbird, feeding on their bellies, and fertility.
Now I see my new creatures fly from tree to tree. With human faces sing hymns in a language I do not understand.
I do not cry. Do not need me I am your god. They understand that they alone have solved the dilemma. Resigned
await my last breath.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Making Gpsphone Cheats
arms
A Juan Carlos's wife allowed to retain the bachelor apartment because convinced that there could deploy his talents as a painter. Although he loved her, always needed dose of adrenaline that gave him the constant adventures. Chasing the ghost of a relationship different, it's a special pleasure, which fully satisfies.
When they entered the department with an intoxicating smell assaulted and turpentine oil.
The furnishings reflect the strange coexistence between art and trap, five or six lights dim, a bar shaped like a globe, an overstuffed couch, shag rug and an easel.
a canvas on the easel faded and yellow with a sketch. According to Juan Carlos reflect the initial creation of the universe. To his co-spree the possibility of a number of atrocities ramble under the influence of alcohol. Alberto
approached the window, looked at the dark waters of the Rio de la Plata and asked
- What time mine said he was coming? -
Since he had separately said that he wanted to win the lost time and do them all. Although those who knew him well knew that the wound was not easy to cure. When all ended, always thinking about it again. Not in her, in the clear certainty of knowing how is everything, as will be tomorrow, as is sharing a silence without anguish. Because of the separation was only holding him inexorable silence. I could not forget the atmosphere of the lost home.
- Do not worry now should be to come - said Juan Carlos.
Fredy The trio is completed, a bachelor who lived with his mother who had to care. Since the mother knew he was dying but not always of the same disease. Their fears and disappointments received prepared him for "expert in love impossible." With a positive outlook could say I was an idealist of those able to keep the stool of his beloved in a music box.
- Is it a goddess as they say? A man-eater, asked Fred.
- but God or Goddess, with two glasses of whiskey whores are all over the hens - he said Alberto.
bell rang. Juan Carlos made it happen. First
entered and mysterious black eyes that froze. He looked one to one very slowly. They felt violated.
was a lady with translucent gauze tunic rocked by a nonexistent wind. His face had a powerful beauty was not of this world as a dream getaway.
was stopped in the middle of the room, straight to the point of making a single representation. His movements emitted a subtle melody. There was one area of \u200b\u200bhis body where he could locate the sound, emerged from a distant horizon, an imaginary scenario of a forest in the middle years.
All three felt the need to completely fill the music with your whole being.
- What's your name? - Asked Alberto.
- Kali - she replied.
- What a weird name but let's get on with it what can you do? -
She took Albert into his arms and wrapped it gently. He felt confident as a warrior who returns home to rest your arms, the lost and longed for home. It left an unknown pleasure, beyond the genital. His whole body was transformed into energy and satisfaction. Something told him to be careful, do not miss anything at that time. I had never felt something like that innocent was protected by a fire always crackles, that fire was in him. At last he fell exhausted almost breathless. Fredy
kali approached in reverential attitude. Fell at his feet and kissed passionately. He had found his goddess, but she was not so easily provided. Forced him to first pass through the dark labyrinth of his thoughts. If he moved, or just blinked all the magic of that moment, that point of revealing secret disappear. Was certain that some sword expert will head off if distracted.
The lover became the face of his ailing mother crying in pain. . The large vulva and absorbed him shelter. Mesmerized by a sweet melody child abandonment is pushed. Cradled in the lap of the mother, and joy suffered intensely. He understood as he had sold his will for this convenience anesthetized.
He was expelled from the womb and no strings attached and no strength to continue.
her, naked, moved its eight arms and joined everything in your being. Her skin became a black warp and patches of hair sprouted from his pores. He crawled to his feet and began to weave a web around Juan Carlos. Waving their arms
copulated with him until the last drop. They were one: male-female, male-female. He was built and lost the best sex of his life, that with your dreams.
She was all women in one: the mother, wife, mistress. The female crouched
decided to dissolve this world so there are no traces of its former self. Dissolved
glasses, keys, lipstick. The remains of skin and semen. Howling roared and drowned in blood.
left standing only a small statue of Kali dancing. 
A Juan Carlos's wife allowed to retain the bachelor apartment because convinced that there could deploy his talents as a painter. Although he loved her, always needed dose of adrenaline that gave him the constant adventures. Chasing the ghost of a relationship different, it's a special pleasure, which fully satisfies.
When they entered the department with an intoxicating smell assaulted and turpentine oil.
The furnishings reflect the strange coexistence between art and trap, five or six lights dim, a bar shaped like a globe, an overstuffed couch, shag rug and an easel.
a canvas on the easel faded and yellow with a sketch. According to Juan Carlos reflect the initial creation of the universe. To his co-spree the possibility of a number of atrocities ramble under the influence of alcohol. Alberto
approached the window, looked at the dark waters of the Rio de la Plata and asked
- What time mine said he was coming? -
Since he had separately said that he wanted to win the lost time and do them all. Although those who knew him well knew that the wound was not easy to cure. When all ended, always thinking about it again. Not in her, in the clear certainty of knowing how is everything, as will be tomorrow, as is sharing a silence without anguish. Because of the separation was only holding him inexorable silence. I could not forget the atmosphere of the lost home.
- Do not worry now should be to come - said Juan Carlos.
Fredy The trio is completed, a bachelor who lived with his mother who had to care. Since the mother knew he was dying but not always of the same disease. Their fears and disappointments received prepared him for "expert in love impossible." With a positive outlook could say I was an idealist of those able to keep the stool of his beloved in a music box.
- Is it a goddess as they say? A man-eater, asked Fred.
- but God or Goddess, with two glasses of whiskey whores are all over the hens - he said Alberto.
bell rang. Juan Carlos made it happen. First
entered and mysterious black eyes that froze. He looked one to one very slowly. They felt violated.
was a lady with translucent gauze tunic rocked by a nonexistent wind. His face had a powerful beauty was not of this world as a dream getaway.
was stopped in the middle of the room, straight to the point of making a single representation. His movements emitted a subtle melody. There was one area of \u200b\u200bhis body where he could locate the sound, emerged from a distant horizon, an imaginary scenario of a forest in the middle years.
All three felt the need to completely fill the music with your whole being.
- What's your name? - Asked Alberto.
- Kali - she replied.
- What a weird name but let's get on with it what can you do? -
She took Albert into his arms and wrapped it gently. He felt confident as a warrior who returns home to rest your arms, the lost and longed for home. It left an unknown pleasure, beyond the genital. His whole body was transformed into energy and satisfaction. Something told him to be careful, do not miss anything at that time. I had never felt something like that innocent was protected by a fire always crackles, that fire was in him. At last he fell exhausted almost breathless. Fredy
kali approached in reverential attitude. Fell at his feet and kissed passionately. He had found his goddess, but she was not so easily provided. Forced him to first pass through the dark labyrinth of his thoughts. If he moved, or just blinked all the magic of that moment, that point of revealing secret disappear. Was certain that some sword expert will head off if distracted.
The lover became the face of his ailing mother crying in pain. . The large vulva and absorbed him shelter. Mesmerized by a sweet melody child abandonment is pushed. Cradled in the lap of the mother, and joy suffered intensely. He understood as he had sold his will for this convenience anesthetized.
He was expelled from the womb and no strings attached and no strength to continue.
her, naked, moved its eight arms and joined everything in your being. Her skin became a black warp and patches of hair sprouted from his pores. He crawled to his feet and began to weave a web around Juan Carlos. Waving their arms
copulated with him until the last drop. They were one: male-female, male-female. He was built and lost the best sex of his life, that with your dreams.
She was all women in one: the mother, wife, mistress. The female crouched
decided to dissolve this world so there are no traces of its former self. Dissolved
glasses, keys, lipstick. The remains of skin and semen. Howling roared and drowned in blood.
left standing only a small statue of Kali dancing.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
How To Program 2010 Hyundai Elantra Remote
2 ยบ International Air Meeting
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