Friday, March 23, 2007

Message For The Debutant

The Chick ... SCOOP

After the affair of the chick (see Lillo, and beans: the chick ) ... someone has seen fit to make it big and put around this wonderful T-shirt:

For those who do not know English, the message is:
Save a tree, wipe your ass with an owl!

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Fence Post Concrete Cure Time

A new character in the balcony

Here we are, gossipy mother in law, with a new character!
everything you read was written by quell'umarell of my brother, and I copy and paste diligently to introduce you to this new, wonderful kind of human being called Marco Lagotto. Obviously the name is fictional, but everything else did not, and I guarantee you that a 10 years since he personally knows every single adventure I'm going to tell you.

So here it is, courtesy of Matt Goor

A MAN, WHY A '

I believe, indeed, I fear, that now is the time that I tell you about a man and the' environmental impact that these had , and continues to have on my life, and around the people around him. For the record, and also a feeling of pure sadism, will report its true name and character in question cognome.Il Lagotto name is Marco. Thirty-two years old, married, single, lives with his mother and brother jerk who works in banca.La his life is full of amazing events that shaped the character and helped him in his path, unfortunately back, because he has the rare quality of making endless geometric progression of crap whose disastrous effects, rather than serve as a lesson, have the sole purpose of killing each neuron volta.Ho met Marco Lagotto (which henceforth, for convenience, just call Lagotto) when we both had fifteen years, I was introduced to by friends and we went out together on a Sunday afternoon (do not remember exactly what). At first it seemed nice: was talkative, polite, most shot in a lot of crap, which makes it very popolari.Insomma to fifteen years, I had a good impressione.Non I saw him more for the next two years, until I was presented a second time, by another group of friends (I think it was destiny ...). This time we'd visited often, because it was entered in my circle of friends (at seventeen are called "company") and, from there, I started to know him better. First, it was not talkative, it seemed like the first time I met him: she was talkative! Now, there are two categories of the World verbose: smart ones and stupid ones. Both, the one that exists for the other category two subcategories: the educated, intelligent and talkative ignoranti.I have a tendency to straparlare: the talkative, intelligent-educated and speak without interruption about anything, although sometimes they may seem heavy, listening can be an opportunity to broaden their horizons culturali.I talkative, intelligent, ignorant have the same tendency to straparlare, because of their lack of education topics of conversation will inevitably less thickness, but will still be carried out with the insight and the wisdom derived from the intelligence of subject questione.I talkative-stupid-educated, like the previous two edempi, straparlano: they do generally function to show off their culture end in itself, and are puffed and petulanti.Lagotto not belong to any of these three categories: He strapped, but no strap. To be clear, a talkative, intelligent, educated, cultured and intelligent as it is, can not, humanly, more intelligent things to say: it is well known that the more we talk, the more you run the risk of saying stupid things. The amount of stupid things that you say is inversely proportional to intelligence and culture of the person who says, but a small percentage rimane.Quando Lagotto then speaks, saying only bullshit. That's enough for now, I leave you with this brief mention of psychological Lagotto. I will look into other details in the next episodes. This is a prerequisite to know the character's thought patterns and to better understand the shit that has combined during its existence, I'm going to tell you that I'm going to make me a tea presto.Ora: speaking of the character put me on a mixture of anxiety and gratitude .

Thursday, March 1, 2007

Walmart Wrangler Jeans

A little 'color (?????)


Ah so .... um ..... no, I have no words to comment on is crap ... I swear, I can not.
I let it do the author of the picture, the Suocerino Nirvana .... Please Sciura Nirvana, she let us make us !!!!!!
I'm going to throw up!