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to ponder: It always says "Not all the donuts they can with the hole." And the Polo sold "around the hole with the mint." At one point in history the hole has become more important matter that surrounds it.

Proposal: If a person plays an important role in public, such as determining the political course of a country, the third who utters nonsense in a relatively short time, proceed to deny him the right to speak and send him home.

Solution: ; could invent a spray, which is harmless but very colorful, with which dog owners who refuse to collect the excrement of their animals can indicate the presence of turds on the ground. The same spray can be used by anyone presence at the scene described above, to indicate the presence of strontium in motion.

Question: If dalla finestra della cucina  vi entrasse una scia di stelline che si materializza in un gigantesco tizio pelato vestito di bianco che vuole pulirvi il lavandino, voi fareste la faccia estasiata o vi prenderebbe un coccolone? 

Rivelazione:   Il fatto di soffrire di epicondilite (gomito del tennista) al gomito destro, pur essendo mancina, non giocando a tennis e non avendo un cane, è un segnale certo che gli organismi umani, come quelli meccanici, iniziano a deteriorarsi dalle giunture.

Insulto:  Se were writing an autobiography, this would be the ideal time to kill the protagonist.

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Anima anoressica

Vivo days interchangeable, but not my life normal. I'm STRIPPED. Remove all unnecessary, and there's a lot. A force to remove, I have been days spent mostly in front of the computer ... I was going to say, to work. But it is a lie. The connection sucks me out of here and spare me further. Elsewhere it is truly a beautiful place, so we spend a lot of time. Then, every so often, I come here for the hours necessary to share my abilità con i permessi e il denaro che mi servono per stare su questa banchina, su questo binario, a questo gate, da cui posso partire per altrove.

Gli ho dato una forma, ne ho fatto il mio luogo sicuro, dove posso stare ferma senza dovermi guardare le spalle, e ci ho traslocato tutto l'essenziale, tanto è talmente poco che di qua non se n'è accorto nessuno.

Finché resto lontana, va tutto bene. Uso la distanza, al posto del tempo, per cancellare delle "cose". Una stanza sotto i tetti. Una frase rimasta non detta, anche se il fiato era già pronto. Un'assenza. La voglia di cedere e prendersi il poco che c'è, che di più puoi anche pretenderlo, ma se non è disponibile non si può invent. If you have, you can remove, but if you have not, you can only try to get smaller, they need not, disappear. Consider what you can get without asking, how much you earned, and discover your value in the eyes of others. A price tag as a fluorescent neon, there's really no way to misunderstand. Empathy has a very limited scope and zero repeaters, sympathy is a lot of spin. Eventually every human relationship has its own side of computisteria. Some are better than others to make up accounts and then run away with the cash, but the truth is that we all do sooner or later take loans to grants, without telling us who makes them. Nor is it a theft, only an unfulfilled promise. And if anyone can complain about the failure to return, may also reach out and get something to someone else. Not quite the same thing, not the same quality or the same amount, but in the meantime we plug the hole, in some way. We all look out of breath composers of the puzzle, the perpetual search for the missing fragment. Most of the time do not even know what we are composing the picture: there are so closed corner, there's more space to make the necessary step back to the overview.

Meanwhile, the square of sunlight on the kitchen wall has done everything in its path, to point out that despite the distance, time passes with the same fierce alternating insopportabile lentezza da contaminuti quando hai fame e vertiginosa fuga in avanti da svenimento alcolico o da coma, che quando ti svegli è slittata via un'ora o tutta una vita e non ne hai alcun ricordo. Ma comunque alla fine della giornata saranno passati esattamente ventiquattro frammenti di tempo di formato standard (così da essere suddivisibili o moltiplicabili, in ogni caso computabili), e io avrò fatto a meno di qualcosa più di ieri. E' quasi esaltante vedere fino a dove mi posso spingere, a quanto posso rinunciare pur continuando ad avere una forma di esistenza emotiva. E certamente rinunciare è più rassicurante che subire una privazione. Dar via, prima che ti venga tolto. Una specie di anoressia dell'anima che ti fa stand there with big eyes of desire, waiting for you to walk, too.

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With the arrival of the first races you need to take a step back to what it was.

The results obtained in the past year are the result of many sacrifices and a very close-knit group that, in its way, is able to enhance the abilities of individual athletes.

HUTR brings out the best in each giving the "Serenity" to ride a bicycle.

be a coincidence, I do not know. The fact is that this is also HUTR!

A small tribute to remember the best moments of last season with the hope that 2011 is even more serene.

Thanks to the president / coach stretcher to BIKERINSIDE (Sara and Ale), to Milk, to Maruccio, to Abraham, to @ one, to Zbik, a Multipower and all those who sympathize with us and those they will.

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@ one: Season compromised

Brutta caduta per il geometra Simone Pèra, al secolo @one.

Il fattaccio, è avvenuto su uno dei più moderni trail della WestCoast, ovvero Chatel, disegnato da MIlk.

Subito esclusi lupus e uranio impoverito, mentre ben compromessa è risultata la mobilità della spalla, che lo ha costretto ad accorciare il giro (in programma c'era l'esecuzione di Chatel per 3 volte, più un cenerentola finale)

Per il resto solita domenica invernale tipica del Britsh Columbia.

Voto 9 a uno dei padri Kanker founders of the movement, or SupeDino, even in the absence of his muse (Grinder) can only give us the pearls, like a nose press in one of the most vicious of Cinderella, he gave us Hans Ray. Rated

9, Stefano "electric", realizes immediately that it is not Lupus. From today, the "doctor".

rating to 10 stretchers, which can be the best thing he can, or leave your brain at home.

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Questo non è un paese per lettori

I am very, very angry. And so I think I will give an attacker to rompicoglionaggine that you can avoid reading, if you like, but which will focus on the subject of translations of English literature and / or italic American idiom and its aberrations.

I just finished reading the Italian translation signed by Sandro Veronesi (to Quiet Chaos, for instance) Spring Escape, a story by Harold Brodkey, published on the occasion of the D reprint of "First Love and other troubles" , the first and best collection of short stories by Brodkey.

In the new Italian edition, the collection comes out with the translation of Grazia Rattazzi Gambelli and the addition of this tale, translated by Veronesi. Even

Wuz up, who chose "First Love and other troubles" as "Valentine's book" (!), In unsigned review of the book is lavish in praise someone and closes thus: "One consideration: would need (stories) a new translation, more streamlined and contemporary (and perhaps with notes), such as that signed by Sandro Veronesi in the extra end, (...) a small masterpiece that alone is worth the whole book. "

All right. Sandro Veronesi is a writer of some repute. But because we are convinced that a writer of some repute must necessarily be a translator capable?

I'm not saying that a good writer can not give a good creative touch, in adapting a text from another language, but must begin with an excellent translation .

In short: It 's spring, we are in New York, there are a man and a woman running through the city style, Mrs. Dalloway, and he notes the signs of spring and a small (?) crisis with his wife . has in his pocket two boxes of Kleenex, one for himself (perhaps implying that it is cooled) and one for the wife who suffers from allergies. It tells us that their nasal voices seem to Bruce Springsteen and his band playing "The Cold Bug Variations" by Bach.

and to note where he says he left in English because the title is a wink similarity to the Goldberg Variations (Goldberg Variations), Veronesi gives us the first wrong information, saying that literally The Cold Bug Variations Variations means of cooled Beetle.

Now, aside from that "bug" is nonspecific for "bug" and not specific to "Cockroach", is not clear why the Google translate Veronesi, one word at a time. But even assuming that this is a valid method, the literal translation would be "changes in insect cold." Too bad that "cold bug" is literally "cold virus", which brings us to "change the common cold virus, obviously much more relevant to the situation.

As all this was contained in a note, I am suspicious. I searched a bit 'around and I found reading the original short story by Jeffrey Eugenides made to The New Yorker.

(http://www.newyorker.com/online/2008/08/11/080811on_audio_eugenides)

An audio file of eleven minutes or so, but already the second minute I read with growing annoyance three inaccuracies in the Italian version that gave a taste of all the different phrases Brodkey:

A "nose blowing" (blown nose), made with "bloody nose", perhaps by association "blow up / blow" that sent more bloody images.

A "jelously (invidiosmente), which was in excess of laziness and lack of false friends list with" jealousy ".

And a" romance "(love story, romance, love) , made with "fantasies", I am afraid again for the assonance with "novel."

lord I stop to it, because they were too angry that the phrase "duties and gene activity are made of love" by HB, SV and became for all who read "the duties and gene activity are fantasies. "

Sorry, I really can not do it. If the translations first looked with suspicion, now it's math that I can never again trust a text translated by only one writer.

betrayed the trust of readers is a bad, bad thing, and in this country is made regularly and with impunity, why should sign the translation with a known name is cool and helps to sell, then you will always find incompetent che apprezza e loda un lavoro da poco che snatura il testo originale. Fa tutto parte integrante della mentalità clientelare e aspirazionale che regna nell'italica penisola. Che tristezza.

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I fuseaux, i bouzouki e JLo

Circa un mese fa ho acquistato un paio di fuseaux grigi to wear tucked in my new boots bizarre blacks. I stood by magic and I have earned more than a compliment. After a couple of weeks since I put them, I wore them on Tuesday for a lunch with friends, and it was evident from the first glance in the mirror that the effect of magic was gone, but ... Yes, come on, could go.

Today is Friday. So it's been three days. Can someone explain how is it that in just three days has passed since my mirror "yes, come on, can go," the "is far better that you put something else"?

We are moving towards the spring, all right, but when almond trees blossom along with mandolins? Che poi, magari un mandolino! Qua dietro mi son fioriti due bouzouki siamesi da far invidia a JLo!

Occhieggiandoli da sopra la spalla, ho pensato di confezionarli preventivamente in un collant contenitivo 140 den e di insaccare il tutto dentro un paio di pantaloni neri. Errore clamoroso! Tutta quella carne schiacciata insieme ha formato un vero e proprio pacco di culo , che ha per risultato la classica andatura a papera, con tutto il baule che si muove compatto di qua e di là ad ogni falcata. (vedi foto di JLo in basso)

Mentre papereggiavo giù per una via del centro, ho fatto mente locale su che diavolo mi fossi mangiata per ottenere in sì breve tempo cotanto aumento di massa caudale . Come tutti gli esami di coscienza, anche questo si è risolto in un verdetto di auto-colpevolezza. Mi sono sfilati davanti agli occhi gli innumerevoli piatti di pasta (ne faccio un po' di più così mangio solo quella), le numerose trance di torta (l'ho fatta io, ha poco zucchero), gli infiniti biscotti col tè (ancora uno e poi basta) e i molteplici cioccolatini post-cena (fondente 80% mica ingrasserà!)

Insomma, sono arrivata alla conclusione che avevo stramangiato per più di un mese, eliminando quasi del tutto l'esercizio fisico, per raffreddori (2), giunture riottose (1, ma fondamentale) e widespread laziness (much). So now I'll have to overcome and lose X number of pounds still to be determined. To contain the shock, the better it is weighing the morning, naked, fasting, after a pee. And keep in mind that the balance goes below a pound. They prepare in advance for Lent Isadora. What a pizza! Indeed, no. No pizza for a while '.

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to ponder: 28 days, 4 weeks exact. February is the month ordered the year. I am the progress of the leap day should have attacked in November.



Proposal: Everything is globalized and at least three world powers, have a voice in political and economic policies of many countries, including mine. I think it is time to establish the global rating.

Solution: "That American Group" is a perfect name for a band. Imagine the scene to remember: "Excuse me, I would like the CD of this American group ... "

Doubt: It 's my impression, or the the multitasking is not officially exist until women were not found in the world paid work?

Revelation: If you come to regret adolescence, your present life is really disgusting.

Insult: ; Now who want to remove the maps from Perugina Baci, what do you read?

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Accidenti a San Valentino!

could relieve me from speaking? No, of course. Today is the anniversary. What you love or hate depending on your emotional status, which may or may not correspond to the civilian, and that drives us every year to decimate square kilometers of flowers, rivers of alcohol consumed, zillions of tons of food more or less aphrodisiac and esafantastiliardi of chocolates, mostly heart-shaped. (All those who advance on Valentine's Day, will be rapidly recycled packaging and less sexy if you spoon the mothers in May.)

But today ... ah, today is Christmas deprived of couples in love, or rather the couples to comply. Conform to the description given by the Western iconography of love. Today there will be those who falcidierà savings to buy a present that says "I love you" better than sweaty palms and shortness of breath (phase 1), the radiant smiles and somersaults on the bed (Phase 2) of coffee in the morning and caresses the neck (stage 3). There are also those who svenerà to buy a jewel to be offered as a pledge of eternal love. To them I would recommend you do not want at all costs "do it weird." Do not put the champagne flutes in brillocco of your beautiful to surprise her. We know of girls very nearsighted or very distracted (both common features of all true love) ended up at the emergency room for a scherzetto del genere. E per quanto una sia innamorata, non guarda più con gli stessi occhi un anello che ha dovuto evacuare. Né il partner che l'ha costretta a tanta ignominia.

Siate parchi. Anche nel desinare. Meglio pochi piatti raffinati, consumati mangiando con gli occhi il vostro Valentinide, che un tripudio di cibo che vi lascia boccheggianti e sull'orlo di un infarto gastrico. Non esagerate con l'alcol, un po' disinibisce, troppo appassisce. Ci siamo capiti, Xy?

Niente da fare. Non riesco ad essere caustica, oggi. Oggi la personalità schizzata predominante è la Zia Rosilde della Posta del Cuore di Confidenze. La verità è che per quanto abbia avuto San Valentini di ogni type and form, sometimes ignoring the pseudo-likelihood and feel good about this, today I feel half teaspoon of envy for those that tonight (and already this morning), some 'serious and a little' no, we are called or written, or done anything to reiterate that there is a special covenant with each other ... Blessed are you, guys.

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Echi dalla piazza

captain Sometimes days like this to be reconciled with the world in general and mankind in particular. The events bring me back to when the group was the most important thing, feeling like the other part was essential and was so comforting.

I know, it childish, but I really like being in a place full of so many people and know that with all of them have at least one thing in common. Not the same for everyone, but everyone in the square where I was today, was something we could share. I felt full of affection for those who spoke from the stage and for those around me: the girl with her arm in plaster, the man with the earring in the shape of Nike logos, the lady with big hair that much of the last horizon I look at the excluded, the French girl with the red and still be harpy bloody nose but had a totally unprotected, the bespectacled boy who chewed and drank non-stop 15 cm behind the back of my head until I capitulated and I got away, il signore attempato con il paletot di cammello ma col berretto da puffo... li ho amati tutti. Persino i "manifestanti nomadi" che anche oggi imperversavano. Avete presente quelli che arrivano quando il tutto è già iniziato, si portano più o meno al centro, e di lì iniziano a solcare la folla in cerca di un posto migliore, andando avanti così per tutta la durata dell'evento? Ti guardano con un sorriso tra il mesto e l'imbarazzato e accennano con la mano a un altrove dove ambiscono arrivare facendo spostare te. Li odiano tutti, ovunque passano raccolgono occhiatacce, ed è per questo che non si fermano mai. 

Ho avuto un attimo di commozione per una diciottenne che ha iniziato a parlare. The teens who do politics have remained the same as decades ago, seem to believe that really there where they are, ie in front of a microphone to say what others are listening. As if to convince themselves that it's all true, the tone of voice rises a few octaves, the volume of breath as well and took the pants are made. At the end of his speech, the poor thing looked like Maria Cuffaro of the fishmongers in the throes of an asthma attack.

have saved by starting the "Respect", the ovation was massive and has erased any anxiety.

It must be said that almost all the women who spoke were very excited. Some, almost strangled with tears (nervous or angry all the same) was so contagious that I found myself in the bag ravanare looking for a Kleenex, a tear that was running on the cheek. A lady turned around, saw me and smiled. I pulled up his nose and I did it a half-smile flickering. One does not feel too stupid even to cry for hope.

I know I should not, but I say the same: Who said that today was a manifestation of women and Puritans against personal freedom and privacy was almost certainly in bad faith, but even if he had been produced, it was mistaken.

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morning my brain is strange connections. When I saw this picture, reduced to a thumbnail in a post on Facebook, I think they recognize, in order: a grain of puffed rice chocolate a bit 'stortignaccolo, the handle of an umbrella and an orca.

The final assumption was indeed the one that came closest to reality: a question of fact, Free Willy.

In the sense that it is an acting of William (aka William), but usually detached from the carrier of guglielmi , that is man (as a male). In essence, it is a vibrator, and do not worry, they sell it with the instruction manual, so the half-shearing cecate mie pari non cercheranno di tuffarlo nel latte o di usarlo per uscire in un giorno di pioggia.

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E 'yet another Friday of my life, but today I feel a little weird, and my mind boggles and I'm afraid to make some absurd gesture. These are 16:30 and I just finished a proposal to send bills with the hope to see as soon as the bank as usual be long in coming (I will call the customer to remind him of the charge). I look on the internet weather forecast for this weekend ....... e. reaches its peak. Everything overwhelms me, I do not know how to fix my state. Maybe a few beers could solve everything, it would be better to sex, but finally the lighting.

am the 16:50 and riding my 29 'with an unknown destination, but one thing is for certain, I want the dark.

I'm not in shape, but the more I can push to eliminate all the toxins in my body off the bike in the most hard and finally reach for Saint Lucia.

I choose to go down the path which runs beside the cemetery, but the view is blurred and I can not find the right fealing with the medium, so come down to this small single track a little bitter, but the control ' now and maybe I can try again for the second time. Ten minutes abundant I need to return to the entrance of the trail and this time, despite the uphill effort, are more lucid and well go down in steps quicken, but not like other times, managing to close all the steps without ever setting foot on the ground.
Ricomoncio the climb and the air is strongly cooled by presage the arrival of the dark. My body feels fatigue, but the mind is even more "free" and arrived in the square of Saint Lucia prepare my bike for this little night (the hours are 18.00).

control the position of the front lamp switch on and entering "In Da Club."

the 18:20 am and I'm in the hallway of the apartment building I live in believes he has done the best thing I could do to ward off the discontent that by biting me, why do not you see?

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Another weekend has arrived, what now? Since last week we successfully propose a building dedicated to trail ride on the trails of the newly cleaned Brugiana.

Meeting as usual at 9:00 in the Piazza Aranci Massa, 3-hour ride with these runs: SSEC_01, grooves and / or Monument, Chatel, Cinderella.

And then met each beautiful in their own home to get my legs under il tavolo.

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La domanda che mi sono posta qualche giorno fa sulla stupidità del genere umano, continua a tormentarmi. A leggere gli approcci pubblicitari nell'universo dei consuma-o-muori, e a voler credere che chi si occupa di comunicazione sia un professionista e sappia quello che sta facendo, l'inesorabile risposta è: Sì!!! Nella maggior parte dei casi, quelli che sembrano stupidi, lo sono davvero. O non reagirebbero positivamente Advertising to certain stresses.

part as well with sales of diets, diet and related . Who has not snapped a finger or a swallow bibitone sticky, keep your hands in your pocket as well, so would not be believed anyway. Anyone with the psychomotor skills needed to punch a ticket, or just to make conversation with a goldfish, should understand that if you eat to gain weight than it should, to lose weight you have to do the opposite. It is therefore not clear why there are hordes of people who believe in the existence of fat-burning beverage of tablet dissolution pounds , balloon and tie hunger. I mean, if you believe in this stuff then it's no wonder when you see the Madonna of Medjugorje on a damp wall of Abbiategrasso.

on Facebook runs an ad that reads: "Retrieve your line after 45 years. There lacking after 45 years that the circles, ended up finding someone else. Think about it? "Guys, I found a line! Not mine, if the people who is lost?" You're so desperate to wish to have Santa Claus in the family tree, in order to have a genetic excuse for your size XXXL. 45 so years, and you think you can really now? And even assuming that you still want to challenge themselves on the job, you do not understand why you would hope that what you sell is not just the most basic version of the soup diet style gulag. That is, a lot of hot water and a few potato peelings.

But the people hope. The people click. The people at home in order miracles vacuum bags. It suffers supine long minutes of ad breaks so schizophrenic compounds: a diet, a cookie with the cream in the middle, an integral, a snack, an intestinal regulator, a ready sauce, yoghurt, chocolates, mineral water, a Kinder Bueno.

Non proverò neanche a fingere: io odio quella cretina del Kinder Bueno . Odio lei, i suoi incisivi da castoro entusiasta, le sue C strascicate e la sua persecutoria pervicacia nello sfilare sempre l'ultimo Kinder Bueno a Andrew Howe. Al suo posto l'avrei già denunciata per stalking e character assassination:  se mezzo mondo è ormai convinto che lui sia un imbecille, è solo colpa di quella rompiballe scroccona e pure piena di pretese. E il toast no, e la torta no... oh, ma vattene un po' a mangiare a casa tua! Se la trovassero spiaccicata a fare da trattino tra due righe di un passaggio pedonale (perché si ingozza di Kinder Bueno, ma resta magra, la stronza), cercate my fingerprints on the steering wheel that has spread.

will most likely be an Tipisciointesta Toyota SUV .

ambramuschiata The speaker from the voice of the commercial reads, verbatim: "It 'a life that others look to scale the heights. It' s a life that you see them fight through clenched teeth to reach the top. It 's a life you look at them from above. " What is the most arrogant, haughty, condescending and arrogant to say the next one. Especially if you think that Toyota is Japanese. But you look from above? Are you Japanese! You are three apples high! Yet there was a copywriter che ha consultato i risultati di qualche ricerca di mercato che stabiliva che i Suv Toyota erano i classici veicoli da maschio medio aspirazionale (che è un modo marketing per dire "vorrei ma non posso"). E come lo acchiappi il maschio medio aspirazionale? Semplice! Facendogli credere che è migliore degli altri. E quindi lo metti sulla vetta? - diranno i miei piccoli lettori. Ma no, scemotteri! Abbassi tutto il resto dell'altipiano dei consuma-o-muori, no?

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Premesso che nutro una forma di perplesso rispetto per chi è così coraggiosa e ottimista da mettersi a fare figli, avrei un paio di cose da dire su chi li fa e se ne ornaments as if they were medals.
not they all do, but I've seen it all. Beautiful women, capable, intelligent, normal, or even medium-ugly, more or less educated, career or not. Women of all kinds, in short, that overnight calving and develop a superiority complex towards flamboyant all childless. "Look what I made!" is the proud phrase that exudes from every cell of their body, when in public with their little replica. And I mean, for heaven's sake, to think of it is also its effect: part of you, with a small external contribution, it starts to breed with geometric progression, takes own life feeds on your blood (which is the part that I always found it very disturbing in mammalian reproduction. How much more do you want to put the eggs and cool covarle?) And giving you unparalleled moments of nausea, acidity, forced urination, gastric reflux, lack of breath and insomnia alternating with lethargy, after nine months it is most often ten, if not you decide to remove it from a cut above the pubic area, you Scassa Gina to exit.

It's a little 'Alien, but I certainly would have left proud.

However, since then, they, their mothers, have something more, something you less. Even if you're the one coming out, and those who are in their house even if you share for the sink with a backpack than seven pounds, and they go shopping center less than seven kilometers away, with an SUV full of car seats, strollers, diapers, umbrellas, BOTTLE, pelouchini, even if you have normal conversations, more or less deep, but all quite understandable and even some interesting, and for their good 18 months from event to talk about 75% of hunter-lullabies baby food, using precisely these terms, with anyone who is not fast enough to escape the ... of course, who has lost something, it's you.

With a European average of 1.6 children per woman of childbearing age, breed, here in the west, is no longer a biological imperative. E 'became more: a whim, a fixed one, a necessary complement to the maturity of a woman, a missione, un gesto eroico, una conquista di status, un investimento. Un sacco di cose complicate, ma soprattutto una condizione che, con poche eccezioni, non ammette ironia. Né critica. Specialmente in questo paese e in questa religione, che ha fatto della madre la via più breve per arrivare nelle grazie del capo*, inventando il culto della Madonna. Roba che lo Spirito Santo potrebbe intentare una causa per discriminazione sul luogo di lavoro. Ma divago...

Torniamo alle madri. Con precedenza per le compagne di genere, ma senza escludere i maschi, le donne che hanno prodotto un mini-umano compatiscono chi non l'ha fatto, specialmente se ha scelto di non farlo a causa di una spiccata mancanza di attitudine for relationships with the mini-humans.
"I pity you. If you do not like children you will never be in contact with the child in you." I said to a friend's house that they would never be invited, the mother of a goblin troll-mixed-up less than a meter, or doped up to the sugar, sped, shouting and wreaking havoc without the compassionate mother intervened. "Oh, well, we're even then. I pity you that you have ordered you to spend your days with this monster." Not just because we came to blows between us there was a heavy marble table, far off.

Another was that the jubilant screams of the children were the sweetest music of creation. Nothing else compares, no nightingales, or lapping waves, rustling of snow, or simmering soup. And who was trying to adjust the volume of children in public places frequented by her, like beaches, did not understand the poetry of life. Who cares if others had even paid an umbrella and a deck and maybe wanted to do a post-prandial nap. She and the fruits of her womb were more important.

Then there was doomed to martyrdom, which he repeated like a broken record that "unless you have a child can not understand (I can not, but most do not want), that" we must sacrifice "(what? a prescription? a religious precept? But it's there, like say Ghedini), which "I've never given stuff packed, I went out at dawn to go to the market to buy fresh stuff, and I passed the baby food by hand!" (Fico. is useless, since now it is pre-teen, the girl stuffs himself with anti McDonalds).

And then there's the sneaky type. What sounds like a normal person who has children: if not pull more than a tot, does his best not to bring them up like little Pu Yi, if you leave for more than three hours should not be in withdrawal symptoms filled with guilt, but ... after all, do not allow the world to forget How long tiring breed the next generation, and pre-ten-de! the same respect one has for a missionary (even secular) who has devoted their lives in service to others. If anyone dares to belittle the spirit or the mother figure, the mask of normality falls to the ground as the veils of Salome at the end of the dance. Stiffens his neck, his chin juts out, the fists are closed and lips quivering drops the fateful phrase: "Being a mother is not a walk!" Do not mess around on the missionaries, for god! Forgetting that motherhood is (or should be) a choice and that platoons of psychoanalysts still earn their living by remedying the failures of relationships more or less sick with the parent, the parent much more popular in the ranking of messy relationships.

The other day a friend published a note a matter of human geography that made me think: the African average of children per woman of childbearing age is 5.8. For those 5.8 children a woman can not even hope for African survival beyond infancy. What seems to me a problem a bit 'more serious than the respect due to the efforts which a Western woman for his son 1.6. And do not use the plural advisedly: 1.6 is not even 2! It would take perhaps a little 'sense of proportion, before starting to print and distribute the holy heart of Mary pierced with its photoshopped image, it just smells a bit' of irony in the air.

* I will not go into here in the discussion dell'antitesi alla figura della madre, la "ballerina prezzolata", e dei suoi rapporti con il capo. Ancorché mi si dice che le due figure possono occasionalmente coincidere: anche le ballerine prezzolate fanno figli...

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Cunnilingus - Fate finta che questo testo sia un inserto chiuso

Di solito Isadora non parla di sesso e sue applicazioni pratiche, ma recenti conversazioni con altre XX hanno evidenziato la necessità di iniziare a fare cultura sessuale tra gli Xy: loro, che danno molto per scontato in campo sessuale, non si informano. Non gli viene proprio in mente. E noi, che abbiamo per vocazione la protezione ad oltranza del loro ego, rarely fail to find a way to give useful, without being instantly exchanged for criticism.

So, I feel anyone who does not feel up to face a sexual-education text that it is time to stop reading. From then on if you want to continue reading, and Xy are, know that you are about to open an insert that may contain information potentially destabilizing.

Then, my dear Xy. You are among those that in certain situations do their all to ensure that their language resembles most closely to Philip (what looks like a Calippo), convinced that Gina for there is nothing better than a Philip? Well, things are not true. Reggetevi good self-esteem because now I say ...

Most men can not do a decent cunnilingus, because it uses language like a penis.

I said. Some accounts to help the wounded and the dead, thanks. The survivors, continue to read well.
Again, you get used to the idea that most men can not do a decent cunnilingus, because it uses language like a penis. And when it comes to penises, lived in common, only "hard" is synonymous with "good" ... Needless to nod vigorously, this time we have not. Sorry to inform you that the fact that the language has a frenulum, is not considered a valid excuse to make a ram when kissing Gina.
who kisses well (just ask your friends XX) usually do not put a foot in the mouth of partners in order to break down the stiff language of the tonsils. The same thing applies to Gina, so ...

Gentlemen, relax your tongue! It 's easier, prevents muscle cramping stiloglosso, there does not seem like a woodpecker Arctic imprisoned in a cuckoo clock locked on the twelve and is much more pleasant for the recipient. Arouse a clitoris language tense and question is how to take Schicchi (yes, the same gesture that you used to play marbles and plugs), a glans. Have you brought all hands there? Sucking aria tra i denti? Appunto.

Immaginate invece che la Gina sia un cono gelato e applicatevi ad essa con la stessa passione con cui slinguazzate e sorbite il vostro cono super-fondente, pistacchio e panna in via di scioglimento. Lingua morbida e larga, a ritmo regolare, please. E la Gina vi ringrazierà.

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Una delle diatribe più lunghe, complicate, intricate, insensate, sciorinate, dispiegate, stupide e soprattutto inutili, è la questione:

"Cos'è il Freeride?"

Beh, personalmente dico:

"Facile, basta riassumere il concetto stesso della traduzione letterale"

Ergo, la risultante è semplicissima:

"Freeride significa non rompere i coglioni agli altri"

Ha senso, ha senso.........così ha senso......

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Per seguire le fantastiche avventure dell'oriundo volante potete cliccare su questo link http://telebiker.blogspot.com/  .

Come molti di voi bene sanno, Marco (alias Yoda) è partito alla volta di Cabo Verde per l'Urge. Insieme a lui tanti PRO-Bikers, ma sopra ogni cosa la speranza che il team HUTR abbia fatto un buon lavoro di preparazione.

Grande Marco e non vedo l'ora di leggere qualche cosa.

P.S.: il link inerente al blog telebiker lo trovate also in the LINKS section of our blog.

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Bagliori nelle tenebre

Da ponderare: E' possibile che un maschio medio abbia normalmente le capacità mentali di una donna con un forte raffreddore?

Proposta : La sofferenza emotiva non è biodegradabile. Come le scorie nucleari, puoi anche seppellirla da qualche parte, ma finirà sempre per contaminare il circostante. Chi la procura dovrebbe essere multato e condannato a pagarti l'analista.

Soluzione: Per quegli uomini che non trovano mai niente e chiedono sempre "dov'è", non si potrebbero addestrare dei cani?

Dubbio: Ma tutta questa gente che ci parla dalla televisione e sembra stupida, non sarà stupida davvero?

Rivelazione: La verginità è un errore della natura. Come si spiega altrimenti, l'essere dotate di qualcosa che la prima volta che cerchi di usarlo, ti si rompe?

Insulto: L'hai taken on your own in the eighth grade diploma, or have you got for your eighteenth birthday?

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Dialogo con un macellaio (questioni di convenienza)

Osvaldo ago the butcher at the market nearby. He purchase decent cuts of meat to astronomical prices, more contribute to the existence of life in the market, which for years has threatened to turn into a parking lot, and for effective loyalty or convenience.

Osvaldo handling sharp blades with great skill and has five points (meaning "only within four walls," or prisoner) tattooed on his hand. Every now and then he blurted out xenophobic riacchiappa by the tail when you remember that I do not think like him, but otherwise has always been kind. Until now. I do not know more as we went about it, but at some point I said

Isadora: Of course, once was enough to get married to have secured a number of domestic services.

Osvaldo: Ah, But not know if there is agreed to become feminists! Once the woman was a queen in the house.

Isadora: Inside the house, in fact. It 's a bit limited as a kingdom, no?

Osvaldo: But there was respect! The man took the responsibility and worked. The woman did not have to think about anything and it was a queen in the house.

Isadora: Yes, I understand, Osvaldo, a queen in the house. Maybe women prefer to think and share responsibilities. Maybe doing things outside the home less monarchical.

Osvaldo: But what do you think you?! What have agreed davero? When all had mejio sapeveno doveveno from what is'? And gniuno c'aveva his things?

When Osvaldo shake, comes out the native dialect, a somewhere between Lazio and Abruzzo, I think. I did not insist further, I prefer to continue to set aside the thread pork, when he. And then that he was armed ...

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Those who follow our blog will have noticed that for the weekend of 5 and Feb. 6 there will be a session of the Trail Care.

In previous weekend some of us have cleared the CHATEL , so the idea for the weekend would be to devote more time to the paths of Brugiana, chosen from CINDERELLA and the path which was the first descent of the path of European Singlespeed Championship 2008. The Cinderella

beyond the normal cleaning job would be cut a big pine tree that blocks a hairpin.

further alternative, also in mass area, is dedicated to cleaning up a beautiful trail in the hills of Crete. It 's a historic trail, which has always been part of the XC races in the area and I assure you that is not at all trivial, and I think it deserves.

It 's the path that runs from May Piana and that the CAI has already begun to clean up last month: cleaning also requires a heavy action, particularly of the brush cutter.

Being a weekend in any case, subject to availability and will of all, we dedicate a day to a path and the next day to another, including assessment of other trails in different areas. Do not hesitate to make suggestions.

In the coming weeks to draft a list of the main paths, so try to plan the various cleaning and maintenance.

Here is the program of the weekend:

Saturday: meeting at 10.30 am at the parking Mirteto (Cemetery), MS. Path: Cinderella.

Sunday: 9.00 am meeting place as above, Path: "Down SSEC # 1" .

Anyone who wants can bring your bike so we can run a little on the XC circuit.