To pay me my pr cieuuuux (aka Zadig and Voltaire of my dreams), I sell two bags which I have. Here is therefore:

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Instant anchoring of chesterfield

For nympho, go to see thereabouts.

No, I have even not shame, first. It is perfectly healthy to all this.

Taggu e by Fafa, I press myself against it!

What time is it now?

In the third beep, it will be exactly 22 am and 7 minutes.

In May rhyme with

Gay. Forgiveness. I am an engrossment haunted by the culcul and by the foufoune.

Did you embrace your canary?

No, but I killed him indirectly. I wanted to fondle him, therefore I took it out from the animal box (thinking that this is going to slacken it, TYPE). Of course, this bloody idiot went to hide behind the fridge. As I was alone at home, and that my parents did not have mobile phone at that time I called my grandparents. A diplomatic incident was in order based on leave you this only pauuuvre child touute . I made the same starting of canary with 3 different canaries. For your governs, it is great bloody to recover a canary. And I killed mini-turtles bearing a grudge to clean them with some liquid dishes also. You go to it, can report me in SPA.

Where do you soon go?

In the bed, but before I will go to make wee, because I want not to have the night awakened by my conscience which says to me if you pee in the bed, it is too much shame nevertheless, goes, your simple wholesale trade of feignasse moves, goes up to toilets, lights light and get high eyes, this will learn you in step to go there before lying down .

Write this sentence on the blog of the person which left you the last comment: The May sun warms up .

Of 1, your sentence it is very gone mouldy, of 2, I refuse to dirty virgin and such a pure blog of any shit of princess Soso.

What did you make on May 5th, 2005?

According to my calculations, I was first year of university. I was therefore another studious student (before passing by stage fuck studies, fuck the parents, make me shit, get up at 8 h it is in-hu-main, not but seriousness what, its breed engraves and to find a balance between revision and d compensation by feline simulation). But I reviewed not, no. Since I was in full effervescence pre-representations to the workshop theatre. And even what is more my great fancy dress Amidala-Like was a lot of my strategy of seduction of the Man (and this walked, damned what that is bloody idiot a fan of star Wars).

In the next phone call, answer the oil if are you cape.

It will be tomorrow morning, my memory of midge will have been lacking to me. But I keep you posted.

Link n 5 your favourites?

I have no list of favourites, or rather, I have several of it: in the bar under the bar of address there is the whole brothel, and I use the draughtboard in Safari 4 a lot. Therefore, as the bar is unreadable, I take the draughtboard into account, and I throw on the Pedagogic Coffee (whore shame, I am taken for an intello, while he is between life of shit, pageflakes, facebook, a forum of greluche, the newspaper of the geek and my bimbo).

The last film which you see in the cinema?

It seems to me that it is LOL (and not, of course not, my hormones did not blow up when the girl has of player taken the virginity by a nice teenager of guitar). This counts if I looked 3 times at Twilight in VF and in VO at home there streaming (where the girl is not taken the virginity by the even nicer teenager) (I want not to make my chieuse, but this misses this saga seriously SIMPLE).

The first flower which you see near you?

Ya not. The cat eats everything. Ah if, a burst orchid, that it has been 6 months since the stem is dried out, but the pot is always there.

Here my mind logical hyper who refused to put a sentence gone mouldy on the blog of princess Soso demands that she rots her blog with these graffiti. And emanu also, hold, this will make him feet that one.

Grieved for this unusual silence (Aheum), but these last days were loaded in emotion.

My examinations are finished, I find it difficult to include that the university, it is forever finished (yes because IUFM is not on the campus and it will be a different ambience). Goodbye the campus, goodbye buildings, goodbye the blocked buildings, goodbye five last years of my life. Finally token, I do not put the plough before beef, I have results yet, but this should go.

I cut hair, I very much like.

I am acceptable in IUFM of Strasbourg (not accepted, attention, it differs, I must again send a file and final results will be on July 10th).

I am almost on holiday, in view of the fact that I still work, but I am going to blow, I envisaged full of things: picnic with the girlfriends, without forgetting the coolbox by the similar heat, swimming pool with the girlfriends, shopping with the girlfriends, Toulouse, crossing days at my sponsor to go shopping at the market in fleas-glander in its heavenly garden - to eat home of the singed pie to the trumpet players of death, to go to the throats of Verdon (cancelled Sweden)

Go to need to use it, in 3 months I start Hell

Yes, because they are going to speak about everything and anything today.

First chattering:

Yesterday I crossed my entrance examination for IUFM. A bit disgusted because maths was easy, and therefore within the reach of everybody. Impossible estimate of results: according to my calculations, my score varies between 92 and 141 points on 200. One might as well say that I know not. Now I go pinball during 10 days. I play my life nevertheless slightly there

Second chattering (and not second, because when you say second it is that Ya not of third) (it was the instant "French language "):

I made appointment at the hairdresser. Not any hairdresser. The one who, with my girlfriend, crossed 1 h hours (yes yes, whole one hour) to discuss her, her desires, her character, to find him cut and ideal colour. I wait from it not less for his/her part concerning my fringe, that I know not which length I want that she has. At the moment I left on this, except that it is pretty just like that on the photo but if this was it not so much in truth on me and then it is perhaps a bit short finally I know not you recommend me what to you?

Third chattering:

The other day, after revisions, to relax, with my sister of suffering, us went to make the shopping (but I bought nothing, me am always in shopping-banns). By a non-envisaged and completely unexplained chance, Zadig and Voltaire was on our road. I had force to enter, while I was dressed as a flea-ridden, and while I risked at any instant to make me feel stifled by a seller with a pullover in cashmere to have dared this affront. I put bags down touuus, but I did not see " the pr cieuuux ". Then I asked, bluntly (even not fright). The girl deliberately went to search him to me in reservation, type waffle it is the last sorry . I try her, splendid, sublimate her, I take out the newsprint to see if the case of court comes back, yes this comes back. I commencais to be made there, my eye got used, the thunderbolt. I was in levitation. And there, the seller: you know how much he costs, sorry?

BAM! Return on earth. Silly bitch, YES I know how much he costs, if I know the name of the model to your opinion?! But are indeed afraid to you that I damage him to you by trying it, since seen my get-up, I am not worthy of the bag, that it is as to give some preserve to the pigs!

I therefore took it away, were shining did in arms (having scattered some newsprint everywhere), by saying yes, he is too expensive! I will come back during balances! . And I was gone as a prince (or a princess, it is according to).

To me in madmen, I am going to sell retail my current bags (I will make photos shortly, but if one of you is interested by Darel brown 24 h and Longchamp collection vintage, that she stays hereabouts), and when I will come back buy it, I will deposit on the soft face of the seller my princely saliva, which she will be able to sell retail at gold price.

Fourth chattering:

My bosses do my face. For the birth of the baby, I had bought the small leather slippers, adapted for the walk waffle, size on 1 year. The mother had a-do-r . Yeah except that at present, it has with the feet of the small leather slippers, sharpens 1 year, but not mine. She bought others. Nice. Besides, on the notebook of correspondence , I see marked Lisa June 4th? . Aaaah, on June 4th it is the birthday of the baby, perhaps that I am invited. No, in fact I must just work in the morning. What makes that for its birthday, I planned very seriously to buy from him a rattle, so that he bursts by annoying them DEAD.

Finally I quietened down, and I hesitate between the musical train (but it already has full of toys in type) and aquanimaux (but there is already full of toys in the bath).

To yours opinion?

Yesterday I reviewed intensively during 6 hours. At the end I was even more done to read a sentence till the end, my eyes made "Zwouiiiip" to go elsewhere, I have it deduct that to stop me it was time.

I think that I pushed the cork too much far, since by coming back, I began making a calin to the man. To make a calin, it is not worrying. To imitate the cat, this is it.

I therefore rubbed my head and body, by miaowing and by whirring.

And then I rolled about down, I had fun as a whale.

But no rest for me. Today work and at the same time revision of French for the qcm of entrance in IUFM. Tomorrow at 7 h 45 I must be where takes place this qcm (well yeah, call at 8 h 30, but Ya no off-street parking nearby, this is going to be war). On Sunday my fatty only one - will be checkmate , and still.

But on Wednesday evening, there will be trouble.

I tell you if I imitate other animals.

(In fact, it is Anthony, the black, who earns beep hairstyle)

It is big art. Cindy Sander back simple percentage, put effects power, waistcoat with a hood in sequins, version eh, zyva, chui too much a ka ra, makes me my iech, otherwise jte break your face down your mother the prostitute . Cindy Sander, she is "very distinguished" (classify inside, who it is who will find her?), it looks as if she has some semen on lips.

Cindy Sanders is also very gifted in synthaxe, since I introduce you her new tube: THE SECRET OF US (and not " our secret , otherwise its great rhyme walked not)!!!