I want to be your dog
had met her by chance, she had noticed that he was staring at his boots and with the most total indifference
"if you like so you can lick '
He took the opportunity to start talking, not that he wanted to lick the soles of the boots, but just could not bear to be dealt with that enough, despite what the exciting.
history, or whatever it was, went on for a while, she thought a diva and she liked to see that cop be his dog, but unlike the others, Frank was not interested in reversing the relationship domain / submission of real life.
Frank was really in love with this girl who is overestimated, this girl with fragile legs and thin hands, he liked to submit to her and make holes in the chest by his heels could see in his eyes blacks a bit of life that was lit, and Frank needed that bit of life more than anything else.
not talk much, their relationship was in crisis just when the two began to share more than their passion for leadership, began to talk, discuss and even to go out together in the evening.
Frank could not find what you were looking into the eyes of blacks when she was at her feet. He gave up his dreams of his diva actress and decided to go back to heroin.
But certainly he had the legs that you would never tire of licking.
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
Stacte Onycha Galbanum And Pure Frankincense
Zanchetti retaliation
Zanchetti Frank was having a good time, had been detoxified from all drugs, which took on a regular basis and was limiting the consumption of alcohol. Lately she also started dating a boy of 15-20 years younger than him it sucks well and had also started to read an old book that was never able to finish school at the time of police.
He had also put in the middle of a small import / export of counterfeit goods and expired medicines, not that we could become rich or tuning up the shack where he lived, but allowed him to get everything he needed for his livelihood and always keep your thoughts a bit 'aldiquà threshold of lucidity. Frank
but felt the need to return to kill, was already lived a few months that indescribable feeling you feel (perhaps by also suffer) to take away someone's life and that feeling was missing a lot.
giaccetto with sun beds and on his bed thinking about who would make out, things were going well in business too well and there was no one to break the balls enough to warrant execution.
took a short-barreled revolver and went down the street thought.
Zanchetti Frank was having a good time, had been detoxified from all drugs, which took on a regular basis and was limiting the consumption of alcohol. Lately she also started dating a boy of 15-20 years younger than him it sucks well and had also started to read an old book that was never able to finish school at the time of police.
He had also put in the middle of a small import / export of counterfeit goods and expired medicines, not that we could become rich or tuning up the shack where he lived, but allowed him to get everything he needed for his livelihood and always keep your thoughts a bit 'aldiquà threshold of lucidity. Frank
but felt the need to return to kill, was already lived a few months that indescribable feeling you feel (perhaps by also suffer) to take away someone's life and that feeling was missing a lot.
giaccetto with sun beds and on his bed thinking about who would make out, things were going well in business too well and there was no one to break the balls enough to warrant execution.
took a short-barreled revolver and went down the street thought.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Bubble Tipped Anemone Minimum Lighting
Dr. Frank Murda and philosophy of juvenile car
Life was never quiet for Dr. Murda, now you know why spitting blood.
Although there was one in every respect, Dr. Murda did not have the typical appearance of a mad doc. It was more than two meters high and was easily mistaken for a closet, but it was not always so. As a young man was
Bassino gracilino and he remembered it was excluded because he was a geek and a nerd chronic, but had a special gift.
Then he changed his spine and clavicles: plastilicio structure and electrical cables and optical fibers instead of the nerves, got Chlorophyll Girl and began his campaign for the submission of all humans, but remained an outcast and was still a geek.
The memories of childhood afflict him, the past is the past, things do not change, the serenity has been banned. While Dr.
Murda trying to repair an old system had anti locating Chlorophyll Girl put on standby.
wonder what he thinks when a machine is idle, when a machine is off can not have consciousness, but the standby is a state on which Dr. Murda was pondering for a while, the cars were perhaps aware of their stand? Maybe Dream of Electric Sheep.
Life was never quiet for Dr. Murda, now you know why spitting blood.
Although there was one in every respect, Dr. Murda did not have the typical appearance of a mad doc. It was more than two meters high and was easily mistaken for a closet, but it was not always so. As a young man was
Bassino gracilino and he remembered it was excluded because he was a geek and a nerd chronic, but had a special gift.
Then he changed his spine and clavicles: plastilicio structure and electrical cables and optical fibers instead of the nerves, got Chlorophyll Girl and began his campaign for the submission of all humans, but remained an outcast and was still a geek.
The memories of childhood afflict him, the past is the past, things do not change, the serenity has been banned. While Dr.
Murda trying to repair an old system had anti locating Chlorophyll Girl put on standby.
wonder what he thinks when a machine is idle, when a machine is off can not have consciousness, but the standby is a state on which Dr. Murda was pondering for a while, the cars were perhaps aware of their stand? Maybe Dream of Electric Sheep.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
How Long Does It Take To Get Sore Throats
The Adventures of Frank Frank Zanchetti Zanchetti
had come together a little 'game, the decision of having had a bit surprised' both, but as many had gathered to drink in a local center of chic, elegant and with gay waiters, drinks Dear asserpentati and a sense of order that is ill-suited to a place where people go to get drunk before dinner.
While Frank, who had just finished assisting a lesson in the course of investigation and standard techniques of persuasion, he was draining the second gin and tonic, alternating sips of sparkling water, you, happy and sure I wanted to make a good impression he spoke of the usual things that are said to know, just enough to not be considered strangers.
When did you know that I would have been?
I just figured we met.
Well Frank managed to be taken home and after a soft basin (well, to convince her to pick him up had given him to do in front of the house)
ended up rolling on the bed in her parents', but what happened to bed should not be of interest to you.
What could Frank will remark, and in some way to make him interesting to consider the above tipina (which are chronic in honor of it was not even stupid) was that with his very great surprise, just entered the house (and before it began to roll in bed) is found drowned from heavy furniture, the walls were filled with stuff hanging, wood, ornaments hanging from everywhere, dust. No, actually there was dust and the house was very clean, but all that heaviness and dark wood, all those photos hanging on the wall without breath smelled of old, smelled like a middle-class apartment (the apartment was actually very small, much smaller than it had requested quell'arredamento) between XX and XXI century seemed to enter the house of one of those petty and inept characters of those famous writers, it amused him and grinned smugly.
was when he entered the kitchen that everything was clear and logical, on display, and rigidly arranged calculatedly entrant to the eye, stood on the corner of a shelf (among myriad other paccottaglie) four bottles bad wine with the large face of Muxolini label. You
faxisti at home?
My mom.
Frank, despite the work that was started to do, was never considered a faxista and the worship of those who had retired Muxolini a fool, only later, thanks to the intensive use of alcohol, psychedelic drugs opiates and would develop the natural aversion to any form of power (made up or not) and that the authorities would put you ahead, but equally unable to explain why, that shit faxista began to affect him only after he had discovered the terrible essence .
had come together a little 'game, the decision of having had a bit surprised' both, but as many had gathered to drink in a local center of chic, elegant and with gay waiters, drinks Dear asserpentati and a sense of order that is ill-suited to a place where people go to get drunk before dinner.
While Frank, who had just finished assisting a lesson in the course of investigation and standard techniques of persuasion, he was draining the second gin and tonic, alternating sips of sparkling water, you, happy and sure I wanted to make a good impression he spoke of the usual things that are said to know, just enough to not be considered strangers.
When did you know that I would have been?
I just figured we met.
Well Frank managed to be taken home and after a soft basin (well, to convince her to pick him up had given him to do in front of the house)
ended up rolling on the bed in her parents', but what happened to bed should not be of interest to you.
What could Frank will remark, and in some way to make him interesting to consider the above tipina (which are chronic in honor of it was not even stupid) was that with his very great surprise, just entered the house (and before it began to roll in bed) is found drowned from heavy furniture, the walls were filled with stuff hanging, wood, ornaments hanging from everywhere, dust. No, actually there was dust and the house was very clean, but all that heaviness and dark wood, all those photos hanging on the wall without breath smelled of old, smelled like a middle-class apartment (the apartment was actually very small, much smaller than it had requested quell'arredamento) between XX and XXI century seemed to enter the house of one of those petty and inept characters of those famous writers, it amused him and grinned smugly.
was when he entered the kitchen that everything was clear and logical, on display, and rigidly arranged calculatedly entrant to the eye, stood on the corner of a shelf (among myriad other paccottaglie) four bottles bad wine with the large face of Muxolini label. You
faxisti at home?
My mom.
Frank, despite the work that was started to do, was never considered a faxista and the worship of those who had retired Muxolini a fool, only later, thanks to the intensive use of alcohol, psychedelic drugs opiates and would develop the natural aversion to any form of power (made up or not) and that the authorities would put you ahead, but equally unable to explain why, that shit faxista began to affect him only after he had discovered the terrible essence .
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)