Every morning I look in the mirror. The mirror belongs to a set of objects committed to sinking into the illusion. We approach the same way as we move away from the essence of what we really are. If anyone has any idea what we are.
central in my body I watch them grow day by day a stomach universe. Added continents, oceans, mountains and all kinds of reliefs expansion. This situation makes me hard to handle, lowers my self-esteem, makes me feel the last clump of dust in the galaxy.
Distressed by the situation and to get me off the blame, I am able to ensure that the culprit who made the design of the human.
Why did the opening of the smaller mouth and the ass a little bigger? Why not swap the dimensions?
how nice it would have the hole big year and extensible as the mouth. Enough of constipation, laxatives, enemas, hemorrhoids, and other miscellaneous sadistic proctologist best or name. Why did we come
a tiny mouth and fruncidita as a bum, would eat very little and all predigested. No need diets, no pills, no tizanas, or those horrendous piece of cake to do exercises that promote it on TV.
With this innovative idea to a multi-sufficient, a bowl and a sherbet. Instead of calling "everyone to eat" would be "all suck."
That if you forget about the fellatio, is only a small side effect. Imagine
stop listening to the landlady saying
- I spent three hours cooking, so it gobbled up in five minutes and now I have all this junk heap of scouring
And for good measure the amount of pelotudeces and tell lies that would stop . You may even politicians cease to exist.
ostracism fall for phrases like "the fish by the mouth die" or "Silence is health." Faced with such oral
effort to pronounce words almost incomprehensible, would be born spontaneously, other forms of communication, new and interesting. Roses, winks, pressures, touching, pinching various body parts, would become part of a new universe of expressions.
Now I feel better, I pose the problem but also propose a solution, I deserve a sandwich of Milan.
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