Subtitle: Confession tour ( de Cock my them ..).
Seizing "happily" invitation Gryphius (scherzo.. .. But not too much), decide to participate in this meme whose rules are very simple: we must speak of eight made where they concern themselves in a post dedicated , click on the tag eight other people and tell them they are tagged (and, of course, remember to post the rules!).
But first I would like to make a small clarification.Who really knows me, knows I have always told me these words: "If all those who think they know me, they were one day and put together everything they know me, yes and no quarter would be able to rebuild my life .. and by the way would be the fourth most normal .. "
So, just to let you know I use this metaphor: it is as if they had a thousand pieces available to make a puzzle it says on the packaging of which 4000 pieces. And while it would be bitter cocks, let alone the puzzle in question is a landscape and the pieces are the ones who have to dial the house with the fireplace and the fence Featured , but lack of the three thousand blue sky (not even a cloud / benchmark for more).
I say this so that you can take with a certain lightness that write, because there will be little things that can be added to the pieces already made available to all, my cock in the piazza not put them there, and then settle .
So here my little secret :
- Listening plenty of music, but I only have two original CDs and more gifted. I watch plenty of movies, but I only have an original DVD, I bought this time.
- I stopped believing in God after having known him.
- Dear Roommate of that extraordinary trip to Paris in high school, I wanted to tell you that those slices of salami ritrovasti with vomiting in your red Converse .. well .. was all on my stomach.
- Yes, Professor of Italian in high school .. the one I had on the bench when he called me back that time, was the Gazzetta dello Sport and the pink sheet for the license, as I sustained to exonerate his infamous charge of "student-part-time .
- do not know whether or not there are ghosts, but that night after the barbecue succeeded strange things, too weird to be human (here I the testimony of six others who were with me .. no, we were not drunk) ..
- I also a couple of times I wore flip-flops (brrr). But then, who has not done crap as a young man?
- Did I open the bottle of champagne at midnight on December 31, 2004 that once drained all, someone has done to throw at police. Ensued a melee involving about one million people (or so the newspapers reported the next day). That bottle in Plaza Catalunya in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bwould never have been there: it was forbidden, but no one had checked. We realized something was wrong just because we were the only ones who have uncorked something.
- cool room full of people talking. He approaches a seller of Indian roses (those that have this everywhere you go there? Only that seem to many, but in the end is always the same .. how the hell we are able only they know ..) to harass a girl and I send him to the way I do: "No thanks, I quit.". Only at that moment no one knows what strange silence of the stars, all they were doing, but only for those two seconds and a few cents, eh. Fortunately my gall saved me from a colossal figure of shit.
Well .. with regard to all the others could do the following: Notify you autoinvitatevi and participated in the meme in the comments, so come and visit.
I'd be honored.
