Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Swollen Bruised Knuckle

Corruption Lipschitz and analysis

It means nothing. You put three words one after the other and you laugh.
Two hours than I'm expecting a call. You think she'll call me the other? Shit. She tells it, 'I'm the best because I can bring 135 words per minute. Shut up. Get it? Take time to think and leave us a phrase that means anything.
No but. What it fills me, the small business world. Between honeyed hypocrites who suck their heads. The guys who do not care and come anyway "because he must eat." Soft heads, heads drives, hypocritical leaders, chiefs optimistic, deputy chiefs, heads-on that you never see but you know they exist because your supervisor thee once said "Machin, he said that. And when Machin said, is executed. " Gold machine in question is often not a visionary or a great leader. It's a poor bastard who the big plays because Dad had some money, because it sucked miles of penis, he cheated on his bitch to the poor trollop who buys fur coats that stinks.

Not to mention the poor connes assistants. Because of the poor connes among assistants, there: Between unable to make a decision that you must wait to be told to do anything "Send the mail, go to the bathroom, you can go, Yes, I'm fine," the fat bitch who believes be the strongest because it is the assistant chief and who is ugly as my ass, but ugly and stupid looking more and who speaks to you as the last sub-fuckers, you hold back because of hitting that it should already be taking it home, when she managed to be an asshole of a husband, because that should not be believed, but unmarried, you have, and beautiful ... Worse yet, people you talk about their fucking brats they have managed to have a moment of grace where the girl has taken a good swig and then squirt who then gave birth to a disgusting brat who, coincidentally has no default, can read at 2 years, is the best in class throughout his schooling but fails miserably on the day of the tray, but now government policy is to give everyone, even the feeble light. The only way not to have his tank today is not to go to the tests. And why do you think of any way that people have children? This is the one to kiss power annually when it can no longer look in the eyes and two is to be able to hit someone else her spouse when you feel you are at the edge of the court to conjugal violence. It is also, I forgot to feel that when we die, we leave behind us someone who will carry a little of our mediocrity. Yep! It must be my stupidity continues, right?

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