Saturday, September 25, 2010

Milena Velba2009 Freeones

IODINE



Odio
l'espressione mezzo euro, gli stuzzicadenti , la gente che dice bella mia, i giovanotti e le giovincelle , le unghie con le applicazioni colorate tipo cozza sullo scoglio, le donne volgari, il PDL , le ministre troie da calendario, le brutte figure, le ostriche e le alici, le ali di pollo fritte, potrei anche vomitare, quelli che si definiscono fidanzati, i pomicioni sulle panchine, le bambine vestite di rosa, le bambine con minuscoli bambolotti in braccio, le bambine che spingono minuscoli passeggini per i loro minuscoli bambolotti, quelli che dicono: ma perché drink the bitter coffee? is already so bitter life, the banality, the high school students who copied versions of Latin and greek on the internet, the loneliness of prime numbers, and Moccia Vanzina , Maurizio Costanzo and that ceases to his wife, pop music Italian, the Italian boy band, the boy band, the various Marco, Giulio Tizio and Caio out by the various talent reality show or Italians, the Roman used as a first language and official language, the league, the Northern League, the hair cat, ingrown hairs, hair in general, bad taste, streaks, fat women with short skirts and tight shirts, boots summer, the hypocrisy, the 'incompetence , loss of appetite and women always on a diet, the snails, the ones who can not tell you that he likes you, the cowards, the abstainers, those that: no raw meat, raw fish even those who eat on the subway, those who do not leave the tram in place for the elderly, the elderly who did not retire, sweat, small, spherical objects, gold yellow, radical chic, and those who say they do not know what that means, those who read Vespa , voters Berlusconi, Berlusconi and its newspapers, Berlusconi and his dogs, populism, envy, D 'Alema , friendships involved, people who complain, the catastrophic , the Roses without thorns, fussiness, prudence, the meanness, wisdom, priests, nuns, the dog poop on the sidewalk, the big dogs off leash, the province, rain and humidity, the North Europe in August, the English, the poverty of English language, the fact that I can not learn English, the people who say easy, cheap and absolutely you, morbidity, low profiles, children to the theater, the festival of San Remo, Carla Bruni and the people asphyxiating, the sticky, the ones who say they left their house and then have a carer of Romania, the Ukrainian cleaning lady, her lover and goes to Polish Nigerian prostitutes, those who dicono ci rubano il lavoro, quelli che i rom sono tutti ladri, il papa e la chiesa cattolica, gli omofobi , quelli che i gay vanno curati, le scarpe a punta, le ascelle non depilate, le schiene con i brufoli, il rossetto non rosso, le labbra rifatte, la gente che mi definisce alternativa e io che rispondo: alternativa a cosa, gli uomini che non si arrendono alla calvizie, gli uomini con le camicie a maniche corte, la montatura d'occhiali enorme e quadrata da mongoloide, il tifoso accanito, i cibi light , la birra analcolica, quelli che nella vita non ci provano, i logorroici, il narcisismo esasperato, i congiuntivi sbagliati, quelli mi mandano in bestia, i denti mancanti, il mal di denti, le brutte metafore in fiction, women who cry in front to humiliate the men who, in Mandarin films that won the Locarno Film Festival, Sofia Coppola and people overvalued, saying the people want anything too tight, proverbs in general, charred flesh that is my mother .. .

Continued ...

Monday, September 20, 2010

Python Is Not Recognized As An

☁ ☂ ☠ ☤ ☹

Type the superstition.
I do not believe it. Soon.
morning walk way and at some point of the journey, always the same, identically spit every day of my life from Monday to Friday for two years now, who do you see? a black cat. What
crosses.
Well, I say, life smiles at me.
With teeth rotten.
I stop for a few seconds, hoping that someone comes behind me whistling to peck at the time that the jinx is still there, in the air, looking round while the loser in the meantime, turn in circles as in most classic cases which commemorates the cucumber in search of dell'Ortolano ass.
Obviously there is not any. And of course I'm late, therefore, go back and take the long route will not speak.
Well, I say, life smiles at me.
with rotten teeth and a few.
I take courage and apnea superstitious sketch but as a hint of a step in a horror movie, the cat reappears from under a car and cross again. And two
.
I doubled over in pain.
And then again. Three
. I begin to slap
.
And again.
Four.
The final blow, vomiting green baby food as the child of the exorcist.
bewildered, prostrate, degraded, dehumanized , in a penitent, kneeling, walking on his heels, crawling like an amorphous form of prehistoric life, chewing broken glass, shredding armpits with hairpins, through the pass of bad luck universalcosmicainterplanetaria in front of me.

Now I want to say to all those who have loved me, I mean short, I believe that the end has come for me, that there is nothing more to do. The bad luck has made the commitment, he wanted to be explicit, perhaps to lack confidence in my abilities of comprehension so that if one does not get it, I send you four, so we are sure, there are no misunderstandings.
Let's just say that he wanted to eliminate any doubt interpretation about what the fate in store for me, probably , after a warning so sharp it will not arrive until tomorrow, maybe I will die instantly, maybe they are already dead and the keyboard is for itself.
short, everything can be.
The black cat had a red collar, I say so, out of sheer curiosity, unpretentious, even has a meaning in particular ' interpretation of the dark, violent death, with the highest type of physical suffering, for example.
Sure, it might well be that when the black cat passed back and forth on the trail of bad luck left on the tarmac, this is neutralized, so two for two 4, one washes the other bad luck, in my place and who killed the 33 Trent s 'is seen we have seen.
might work on the same principle of double negation in Latin.
Or, as is likely to be, at any moment I caught a pot of geraniums on the head, between the occipital bone and that other and fuck.
Who knows.
Since then, clearly, clearly, significantly a sign fatal to the cube of the square, according to the mathematical formula so on summarized :

{[(∜ 2 ² × ☁ 2 ¼ ≠ ¼ `) ÷ cat <∫> jinx ± 2 +2 + 2]} = σΥ ¿✞ ☠ ✞

I will. Following highly detailed list of goods and material and moral persons to whom they are intended:

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P.S l'elenco è in Braille

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Red And Brown Wedding

THE POST (O) CIRCLES OF PREMIUMS

Questa mattina ho certe occhiaie che neanche la fossa oceanica.
Sembrano buchi neri dentro cui tutto finisce e infatti non trovo più niente e mi innervosisco e poi il gatto si è fatto le unghie sul divano nuovo e lui però, bastardo, è sempre qui e per farlo sparire non bastano i buchi neri. Dovresti lanciargli una crocchetta dal balcone forse, anche se poi non è nemmeno sicuro che ci vada appresso, è probabile, ma non è sicuro.
Questa mattina mi rode il culo perché questa città è un quartiere nel quartiere e quando soffro d'asma e I'm not breathing well particularly asphyxiated village on Saturday and this dimension of the village makes the situation worse and makes me cyanotic and hate those faces, the faces always greet you and you stop and chat while I roll around in anonymity, only to be hidden among other, invisible, I would disappear continuing to be among the world who does not care for me while I do not care about him.
While I do not care about him.
And then this morning it is raining and there is a hood that I would beat me on the brain and the eye sockets that expand and expand eating hectares of epidermal and I are coming down to the chin because cheeks if they are already eaten and so the nose and lips and even if no one can hear me scream because I have not only voice but it was huge and swollen gray to tell me things that are not true to say that Last night I made the dawn and I with debauchery for anything and everything in between, hypocritical, because I've actually seen only a mediocre film and made small talk in the streets in San Lorenzo.
And this morning in heavy cosmic crushes me the time and I attappa nostrils and I clog the pores and makes me spray ventolin revived for the lungs as you do with an old car undone by mileage years and years and years of old glories.
And this morning I think about the cosmic heaviness of cynicism and the fact that, yes, cynicism helps. And I think the and the fact that rationality is the rationality helps. And the irony and the fact that, yes, even the irony helps, dehumanizes, lightens , plays down . plays down the ugliness of life and lightens the load of sensitivity to things that seem horrible because dehumanizes and makes you play with everything and it seems to work, does not always work.
sometimes fails and then I start to laugh, a hysterical laugh which is always better to laugh than cry. You can not cry at work, not professional, you laugh, make you laugh a jovial person, even if there is a fucking laugh, even if that laughter is a lump of vomit you back as bitten by a pit of the stomach and stops the throat, where it becomes rice, and laugh, laugh, long live Aristotle, who always praised Aristotle rice because it is true that it has the power to make you invulnerable of make you a shell and wrap the world with a sublime mantle of moral superiority that I am a good and right. I'm never wrong, I just accidentally. I am arrogant presumption is my weapon, I'm afraid I will not do shit but because are presumptuous and arrogant and good and right and ideologically pure and free, and all that touch must turn gold. Why keep laughing, even if I'm dealing with a skin of a human being all the time and I invent the world because is that being a bit ' not peel and will jump the fatal because is a bit ' less skin, because I laugh and tears I leave the Madonnas.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Mount And Blade Mod Sword Of Damocles



To insindacabile giudizio la Magnifica giuria Proclama vincitori ex aequo del concorso internazionale scrivi un post per me: Famohpsse, DiamondDog e Misentosservato.
Il primo premio consiste in Gianfilippadisavoia, pertanto la Magnifica giuria invita i vincitori aventi diritto al ritiro del premio, a segnalare tempestivamente tramite e mail, raccomandata con ricevuta di ritorno o piccione viaggiatore, la sezione di gatto preferita.
Disponibili su catalogo:
  • testa
  • zampe anteriori più porzione di busto più collo
  • zampe posteriori più porzione di busto più coda.
Qualora giungessero richieste per le medesime frazioni di gatto, per l'assegnazione the same will be referred to the timeliness of the email, the postmark or aerodynamic efficiency of the homing pigeon.

The Magnificent jury.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Alpine Cde Wire Colors

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