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Bien. Last day of summer vacation in Bergamo passs (three with thereof) between bed, food, outlets, computers, and garage. Damn train strike, I'll be revenged! Yeah, as planned, there were only the first two of the actual daily schedule. Ok also ferrotranvieri are men. But what about the zincotranvieri or carboniotranvieri? Nobody ever talks about them, do not mess, do not drive a rescue center, their. They could also take a leaf iron tram drivers, eh? eccheccavoli, I always say the things I uncomfortable? On things that are troubling Rieducational channel!
However, here we are, ie the second part of London, a little 'shorter. A small part of linguistic misunderstandings and stratospheric prices of London, we just had fun. London has a something of british. A portobello are all very busy and happy for what they do, sell trinkets and strange objects and jokers, all together. And have fun, happiness and a huge market of leather balls, stamp, rings, antiques, fruits, vegetables, sweaters, eyes, plates, pamphlets, lungs.



St.James Park is incredible, I took a picture that looks like a Seurat. There are so many loungers type Rimini, no lifeguard Taranto cell with a truncheon that asks you to pay for the rental of that. The buildings are impressive, but inspired by a nineteenth-century security that I miss you describe it (you will understand, always c'andate LLondra).


We shot a bit ', then one day came the parade, a party launched by the Mayor of London in honor of what I do not know, full of light and color and neighborhoods that were happening in front of us who always partòt, but without so much public participation. But before that we saw the finest musical ever prodotoo: Spamalot! lovely ripped off the motion picture Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Fantastique, the funniest show I've ever seen, viggiuro. then I tell you the best musical in another blog. Anyway enough of that with souvenirs of London, also because I think there's a damn gracious hospitality of Orlando Bloom, the actor. And
et NI pe, and the Ni et ... Cespu. Who has spent the last two weeks hunched over the tables of comics which seem that I got the idea to make a smooth Favini 24 x 33. No domestic or industrial scanner (Olivetti) agreed that the format named by myself: the muerte. So I made two scans for each sheet. Not satisfied I've done twice, It was only because the first machines, "Trank, grays I put them on the computer, such as rat-man, I downloaded a nice little program .." who needed a master to use it properly, because the gray changed over time ... "But at least the words mettto with the computer, eccheccazzo!" The next day I woke up with dark circles for making the three, for the umpteenth time in 2 weeks that did not go out of the house, to put the words: third scan! But my cousin Fabio. Same type of scanner, but it's time I fuck an inch and I'm twelve sheets in twelve scans. We only want Quanno ce vo.

The party was great, I sold three of my cartoon self! The good musicians and then just the appetizer. The Jabber you are fantastic, they say ... but that's another story. But I had a cylinder, which makes the difference. And
et NI pe, and the price of salt pork

Numbness Legs Below Knees

Dude behind the mirror (not responding)

I apologize immediately to the two readers of my blog. the application does not respond, and I do not see why I should do it. Ni. Ni. NI. This post should mean the blue screen of our beloved operating system. But I've got no desire to change the colors back to the blog, then consider it a sad message. The system I, not Microsoft, capitalism or several bales, is currently locked in a bubble that must be delivered no later than Tuesday, otherwise it sticks the tram. And since neither A nor Bergamo Bologna there are'd better get a move on. Okey-Dokey?

Image Of Fertile Cervical Mucas

Back from London

-You Need Another document
-...
-This is not valid
-...
-Give me your passport
-I did not have it, er, I do not have it, i have not it ...
-mpf, Ok-
iKnow, I have to change it. This
it that so frightens the wild inhabitants of the forest very expensive, it's my identity card. (Attach a brief photo). So torn as to shiver ongi public official, the Italian Kingdom. More than the British. Here is how to begin the exciting adventure of your London hero of confidence. But, after the customs and scocciatissimo, but separate customs officer stands in front of me here in England! Pardon, Luton. Yes, because Luton is not London, nor the green heath, but only one road construction site: city, shipyard, airport. Taken from the strong regret to have flown one hour (with timezone!) To Treviglio arrival at the train station. Another 40 minutes and arrive in London between passandofinalmente green moors and brick houses. City Thameslink Station and I am now abbaccinato (was confusing because the sight of objects, buildings, views) and so I stay up to date yesterday to return to Orio al Serio. Daniel and I we recovered from her sister Elena, who leads us to eat at a pub where, with my second regret we order hamburgers. According to blow in England's burgers are good, even the bacon. After all, there are also a painter and a philosopher who was so called, so ... Elena
ago doctorate at the London School of Economics and worked in a cubicle like Dilbert (when I do I see and ask if they also have the evil gatbert dirgente staff makes a face as if to say: What did you say? Have other shit to shoot ? no, really, you do not know what you are referring ...)( I docuto Catbert say, in fact they are in Britain). was super friendly, hospitable and friendly to us two poor greenhorn lost in London. Her house is currently in Southwark and lives with a German and a pair of uniquely high Argentines in the male did not show up and escaped from the corridors. We shot every 5 days continuously visiting national, including the Tate and British museums. The British was a beautiful prints mstra on Indian '200. They were super colorful, a photo book of various recreational activities favored by Shiva, Ganesha and other deities bontempone.


While we admire this beautiful figurine will be presented to our shoulders a inquitante figures. Armed with camera resumed for a few seconds each image, commenting on the title in English or a Hindu rather exotic. The comments, which for 90% of cases were only the name of the deity represented while actually c'enerano 5 or 6 other supporting actors (which may, however, stood on chestnuts), (returning to the subject of the main) were pronounced with a voice so quiet, warm and comforting and exotic I would have gladly joined the first group of Hare Krishna who passed for the British. Unfortunately (but not according to my girlfriend) is not passed no one except a Japanese techno-house with a bell ringing in the atmosphere that kindly let ring type soft luxury of the room of your prints. Alas, between all the cards were not what I wanted, except one, not even the man with a video camera.
And speaking of Indians, the ones with the dot, I caught the double of Condello, my professor of Greek Literature and Culture, and Battiato, both indopakistani (nn so distinguished in sight, as disingre a pound of feathers from a lead). Among the other paki means Puri, then indopuritani, such as spoon river Ganges: sleep sleep Himalayas , sleep, sleep sull'himala-a-aya.
With three years experience I Elena and Dani we have protected our stomachs from inappropriate food habits with respect to the island. The days have gone quiet walks among endless and beautiful nineteenth century buildings and pub signs. On the evening of England South Africa almost every British pub with a television as it was crammed ll of one Milan-Bergamo. Pub South African was rehabilitated in a basement pub, but inside was not as I will never know, as fans came up onto the road and those of the local had also put a TV on the stairs outside. The only pub agibile was densely populated as Japan. A pint of beer to see a great fool of English and a resounding victory in South Africa. To be continued (as I hate this phrase, especially at the end of the cartoon episodes)

Swollen Gums, Canker Sores, Strep

Your father seems Dante .. . my Francisco "Pancho" Villa Holiday in Dubai




Hasta la revolucion! My Mexican roots are clearly visible in this finding of the peasant revolution in which my father seems to express an adverse opinion on trofie pesto just eat, but in reality it is ordering the shooting of devious and nasty snoops Porphyry! Viva Mexico! Viva Villa!

Order All White Nike Greco

Shpousi

Long live the Shposi!! And even the guests! At 9.30 pm we are in the square I, Daniel, Mark, Jimmy, Michael, Fore, Marzio, Field, Caste, Ruben, Macca and a few others that I do not remember. The afternoon was spent between the rice to the bride and testing of the clothing. My. Unique to the cylinder to boast of an order, now that I see here is from private hands that the clutching asking: Can I? Rino Gaetano, but six! My fault, actually 5 minutes before leaving the house, opening at random between the cabinets I find a vest to match the cylinder. I missed only the mandolin. Me just point out to the party. From hand to hand the hat comes to Paul, superspy. That started playing acoustic guitar along with the rest of the group. Bye bye high hat. After a half hour I see him standing on a bench and finally again my, my! my tesorooo!
Spouses are super crazy, but the attraction of the evening comes number 2 in the car with me: field. Drunk after only a quarter of an hour together in March (because that has to drive pass the remainder of the evening to sleep in the car) starts screaming, dancing and swearing at women in their thirties at random and found that wives are dear friends of the couple. His face was purple crisis between ethanol and embarrassed. Dancing with the girlfriend of D. that throws him in the flower beds (5 vowels, YEAH!) Where unwittingly stumbles and falls face down in a hedge between the general hilarity and laughter flagship. D. parrtire makes a wonderful limbo while dancing the twist (I am incredibly arrival of the first places, just to let you know the health Generela) with a lot of confusion for some who try (including myself) to do both things: lowering the legs at an angle, with your legs angled coooon t-twist. Among CELADINA and backing vocals on all of the spouses to the party now knows where it came from the herd of teenagers and vent'enni prancing on the dance floor together with her spouse, a friend of his funny, Gene racing department, and another tall boy who claws the microphone and begins to list the prices of the turns on the rides. Dancers exhausted they go little by little saluting the best couple encountered. Paolo and Francesca, who does not end so badly, have already left for the moon diabetic, and once invited us to come out en masse with all their friends because according to Paul we are 'real boys 80'. Salute D. andandocene and Laura, but the best is yet to come: I undertake the safety of field sparing him stumble dangerous, but he escapes the mine began towards the most fatal balustrade dwarf in the world! But then lightly nymphal (the same which has raised the groom in his arms, alone, making him jump) s it settles down to watch, recedes, approaches, recedes, approaches, and draws from the brink of a pole 3 meters and base circumference of 15 cm with naturalness with which I dsegno fumettini. Flaunting the beam to the car threatening to Andrea I do not remember what kind of death as a toy airplane and throws the pile of paper on the vineyards below. Good pie. Good sparkling wine. Long live the newlyweds!! VIVA!