Monday, August 1, 2005

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Where Jeleva my level of French and

A albe argyraspides Amphytrion on a side table marble. Eburnean his broque gleamed in a vehement streak. "Jarne" he stormed, grieved by the jungle that the hooded seal its amphibology. A bat-eared fox flavescent lanterna his pastern clabaudait languidly away. Its haunting melody tinkling tumultuously on the gallant cassines circumjacent. Philomela bouboule of a frivolous and rumbling difficultueux Gouala chamarrées.

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Anniversaries A jam

And now ... A year older ... And nothing in your head ...
The great depression. Everyone just slap you in the wind welcoming you not to be dead during the last year. "Thank you thank you!" You must type the blowing of candles, smiles for crappy gifts "Oh, a tie Oh! CD Oh! A book!" Gifts than you will read / listen / bear ever because, anyway, you hate the poor idiots that you have passed on and have had more thought for ages and ages to find this pathetic rotten idea. What a con trick!
Another way to make you eat. Nevertheless, if you recognize any money on you doing in Kdos each year, you think you're a fucking slap in your fucking face: + 10 birthdays + Christmas Father's Day / mothers (if still alive) + weddings + births + deaths (yes, the crowns that you have to pay to all those bastards who decided to die ... plus, if they are dying on their birthday / Christmas / Father's Day / / mothers / marriage / birth, you have spent some money for nothing). Well, I've decided I offer nothing.
And then one of two things: either you offer something too expensive and then you think you're thinking: "you had not had it too good!" which means roughly "Dirty bastard, stop you show me you got a lot of money, can not you see me I work at McDonalds, asshole, what do you want me in your motion Rolex to 2000 euros, "or offers you something too expensive:" Great, it's great that T-shirt (an old T-shirt complete with corny marked "Twenty years and still con tent ..." ) "but in fact Gerard is trying to say" Damn, what a cheapskate, this one, with his salary Minister he would at least have to buy a Ralph Lauren polo. ... This is the gratitude of the people expressed in a few words, hypocrites. The worst is when you have to make a gift to your bitch: you take a size XS (lack of pot, it takes M), she'd drunk for two days "I have grown" (And you hold back to say: "No, you've always been fat, why you think it ' is never over when you kiss?)), you take a size L (lack of pot, she's lost weight since last birthday and it makes the S now), she'll sort: "You think I'm fat" (And you that hold you back from saying: "No, BEFORE, I thought you were great, now I think you're flat (Before for that matter, but what worries you the most was that all bounty frozen puff rather than ironing your shirts, ungrateful, while it's still you who brings the money, who play sports to be desirable and that she wants more BAFFR and make you a kid (as long it looks like his mother and he is as brave and hypocritical that the father, hello brat. ..)).
All that to say that the gift is not easy to do. Except yourself. It is cool to get presents. No risk of crashing, you always put the right price, etc. ... If only you had a little more imagination, you can get SUPER fun. What happiness.