... by Soave lemures "Hello, oh man the hair smooth and fluffy beard and triangular that gives your head a shape vaguely lapla lapla mean a delta where to reverse capital. I read your blog with renewed interest in psychedelic and I was struck by the note of a young girl from whose tongues argues that it has a romantic relationship with her and I was the sorrow of smashing on why each time the fate make us cross that place tarzanelli which is the repository of a square Nuvla I always meet with no female company. Does kindly reply to my demand? "
Pro deus! 
The only clue that leads me to think of some god is you. Sin is only an indication, not proof.
Sorry bound a work of chance, but we can say that this time it worked perfectly. By square and compass.
The whore and the good wine Sorry for not take the time to think. And while I thought that my claim of self eschews visits ... Over time I realize that the myriad things - which, although a generic term, the idea FIA -, circulating on the internet does not make me feel less alone. Perhaps it is the reverse: we had been two or three to Loquendo regularly, well, I lose, it would be better. Much more visible and less undetectable. Instead, the crowd ... A strange way to fight me, if it shuns actively or passively accept it, well, I go alone to desolate wanderer TCP \\ IP and changing http:// ... but then, who will remember?! Pòstomi me a problem. Fùroreròicamènte distilled from rotten I will make fine wine, and you do not pray at least one. Have compiled in the basement that you can drink wine in cask, what, the solute in itself - if you do not focus on vo ', he told me the day before yesterday the bran - that in itself becomes solute enjoy the most. So I would be neither more nor less than a whore in the high village, and the rest are all prostitutes Via del Campo. But what if all the clients you work van from the neighborhood whore, which is a modest price and equal pleasure, the ethereal mentr'invece there all this indignant gaze of a passer-promotion? Less precious, so ... blog abandons his claim of self, as nient'è new under the blazing sun and everything is stolen in the past, the claim of self-reference, since the things I am going to read self pe'mmé, for n'interessan'a'nnessuno, and the claim of self-sufficiency, for All of coercively assimilated, endorsed, then rielabolato: the same gift the previous year, but has a polished package, and the chrome bow!
