As I do the bees do not run with the legs attached to the honey they produce is something that I can not explain.
Personally when I grab a jar of honey, jam, milk, nestle or something with lots of sugar, as it gives me something, stay with honeyed fingers all, I have to taste them right away (fingers) or lavármelos. I can not stand this feeling of pegostreo (OK not exist in the DRAE, imagine something very sticky).
Do wasps make honey? go and goggléenlo. It is something that pissed, because some say yes and others not. So as the hell they want us to understand in this world? Some say one thing and others seek to belie.
At work, everyone wishing each other happy February 14, pouring honey up under the arms and too much ass. I shit. Such a demonstration of hypocrisy, haha. Congratulations, you turn around, and I'll lie or speak evil of you. Fuck the fucking day of friendship.
In my real life is similar. I love to say that I have big one (the back), hard (tibia or fibula), and stand a long time (oh, pus if Paulo Coelho said 11 minutes is the average of 15 minutes is more than average " no? Besides I have to climb the stairs slowly, on average 15 minutes, I do not want to give me a heart attack. I go up three steps, breathing in, breathing out, and again. From that stand, stand).
I can not stand much is honey. Are telling me all the time dad, my king, cake, candy, Cuff (sucked), baby, prince, frog, etc. is something that hardly stand it.
However, I like watching romantic films, both the type of "married and lived happily ever after" to those of "married and three days thundered." I am sensible what they want? the day the Newman sarcastically commented that now was the film critic, my little heart hurt. Yes I am what?? For me movies are like: I like, I do not like half and half, I do not like and later I like, I like and then dislike me.
I just say that order, saw the Elephant (of why it should not make bullying at school, any day you put a bummer as Columbine), the Blue Valentine (I would give him an Oscar) and that of the black swan ( with my anorexic girlfriend Natalie Portman).
Elephant, without being an awesome movie I enjoyed watching it. Finally, it is a claim to the nerds.
The Blue Valentine, at first I mistook the flashbacks between present and past, and when you get the picture, because I enjoyed it. At about the depressed, others are reflected, some more thinking: c'est la vie. And now it is fashionable to be a son of couples or dysfunctional families, it is somewhat normal.
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The black swan is one of those movies that play with the human psyche (animal psyche is there?). Disturbing film. I think in those circumstances I would not marry Natalie Portman. How about at night and I slept decapitated me Goofy? che old fool. Very good performance from Natalie. Still would not give him the Oscar, why? as for my guns. It's my blog right? Well, it's Blogger. Any day without water is that it gives us delete them all.
so I do not I get married, old patches crazy, hahaha.
Ah, ching, if I'm already married. Well, I just grabbed fart.
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