You know Ciccotelli in the miniskirt? In this way you have something that really has the surreal? That's it, type the Catta specialist with a doctorate Crisz the disguised Geri Halliwell more evident in overweight or the risk that Poppo graduating in March ... It is, in short na thing missing Open Studio is able to pass off as credible. Here, we say that at the end of this summer 2007, with the usual smash murder from heat in the head, I picked up a few things really sad. In addition to trips to walk the Milan-Foggia, with first-class ticket, however, for the modest sum of 72 €, in addition to car to bring me from Foggia Acerenza modicca the figure of 80 € the real boom in the no-sense of my holiday was one evening at dinner with friends.
course pizza for everyone, we found ourselves having to make up a bit of a fool make ready for the occasion by a friend at the mercy of the most terrible of essential oils expired. Well, the story is this. Meeting an old friend with whom I saw at least 5 years and as beautiful as the sun I take the trouble to invite you, with her boyfriend, at dinner Acerenza. Well. So far so good. The evening of dinner with a couple of friends to do the honors. We settle in a pizzeria and after the presentations will begin the usual speeches like this:
- "What happened then all others that we have not seen him? "
-" Well you know, one married, one is left, one is in Mexico with his family ... "
and while you're thinking" What the fuck! But only I did na strain in all these years? " desperate you do with size in a " I have been to a concert of Elisa " na sentence which is why even the pizza looks like a plate of nouvelle cuisine where licks the mother of pearl.
Well, all things considered it the evening proceeds more or less as it should. But then the collapse is just around the corner and this corner is a friend of long standing who joins the table, for a total of 6 people. In a relaxed and jovial, proud to have met people around me so much to me care, I begin to notice a slight embarrassment to the last that came after learning that we sit at the table with a dog breeder (not a reference in any case RENZO), she blossoms into an "A film ... a cinofago . " A second can last an eternity, I swear . Everyone is asking " but he really say? " and the answer is " unfortunately." And above all: to Sino-phage means a dog that eats its own like that? And continue to eat pizza with this picture in mind seems a very very difficult undertaking, but as Enya says "Show Must Go On", only she says it with a thousand echoes, and it takes 1200 minutes. So we ignore as if you're convinced that no one knows anyone at the table and that no one has yet said anything.
After a quarter of an hour, I do not know how we got to talking about college and always from the corner to my left I heard a voice at all costs wants to express his opinion. And you always my friend who opens his mouth and begins to tell the story of his brother ... but not for the last 2-3 months, but will go back twenty years to tell how and when did the school, university choices first and then hit the wrong job and the wife of the city where they live. Meanwhile, in the mind, after heavy 8-minute solo, the question emerges "But when the cazzaja stops and especially that all about? . "And in the end all be pleased to discover that his brother is to build a house of his own, drawn by him, designed by him and paid him " despite having missed the first choice of university and then the university is not always is a guarantee for what you do ...". It also HELP! in two distinct phases this woman is trying to boycott my Supper. And the bad thing is that he is succeeding, even if I do not give in and I decide that the evening can still rebound, perhaps with a nice walk near the cathedral. And always be my friend, paid travel guide informs us that "on this side of the cathedral is growing a particular moss typical of where the air is very thin, and this is called moss moss ... and this is called ... LICHEN " Then tell that you have paid and I never want friends, and at this point we also say that the evening was officially over when all pretend to be over 80 and a weariness with the last piece of pizza still in teeth you decide for a speedy withdrawal. But then the woman and the great nightmare there.
course pizza for everyone, we found ourselves having to make up a bit of a fool make ready for the occasion by a friend at the mercy of the most terrible of essential oils expired. Well, the story is this. Meeting an old friend with whom I saw at least 5 years and as beautiful as the sun I take the trouble to invite you, with her boyfriend, at dinner Acerenza. Well. So far so good. The evening of dinner with a couple of friends to do the honors. We settle in a pizzeria and after the presentations will begin the usual speeches like this:
- "What happened then all others that we have not seen him? "
-" Well you know, one married, one is left, one is in Mexico with his family ... "
and while you're thinking" What the fuck! But only I did na strain in all these years? " desperate you do with size in a " I have been to a concert of Elisa " na sentence which is why even the pizza looks like a plate of nouvelle cuisine where licks the mother of pearl.
Well, all things considered it the evening proceeds more or less as it should. But then the collapse is just around the corner and this corner is a friend of long standing who joins the table, for a total of 6 people. In a relaxed and jovial, proud to have met people around me so much to me care, I begin to notice a slight embarrassment to the last that came after learning that we sit at the table with a dog breeder (not a reference in any case RENZO), she blossoms into an "A film ... a cinofago . " A second can last an eternity, I swear . Everyone is asking " but he really say? " and the answer is " unfortunately." And above all: to Sino-phage means a dog that eats its own like that? And continue to eat pizza with this picture in mind seems a very very difficult undertaking, but as Enya says "Show Must Go On", only she says it with a thousand echoes, and it takes 1200 minutes. So we ignore as if you're convinced that no one knows anyone at the table and that no one has yet said anything.
After a quarter of an hour, I do not know how we got to talking about college and always from the corner to my left I heard a voice at all costs wants to express his opinion. And you always my friend who opens his mouth and begins to tell the story of his brother ... but not for the last 2-3 months, but will go back twenty years to tell how and when did the school, university choices first and then hit the wrong job and the wife of the city where they live. Meanwhile, in the mind, after heavy 8-minute solo, the question emerges "But when the cazzaja stops and especially that all about? . "And in the end all be pleased to discover that his brother is to build a house of his own, drawn by him, designed by him and paid him " despite having missed the first choice of university and then the university is not always is a guarantee for what you do ...". It also HELP! in two distinct phases this woman is trying to boycott my Supper. And the bad thing is that he is succeeding, even if I do not give in and I decide that the evening can still rebound, perhaps with a nice walk near the cathedral. And always be my friend, paid travel guide informs us that "on this side of the cathedral is growing a particular moss typical of where the air is very thin, and this is called moss moss ... and this is called ... LICHEN " Then tell that you have paid and I never want friends, and at this point we also say that the evening was officially over when all pretend to be over 80 and a weariness with the last piece of pizza still in teeth you decide for a speedy withdrawal. But then the woman and the great nightmare there.
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