when is it now

lundi 30 mars 2009

adventure stops rot, the meal is finished, we have to urinate, if possible in the middle of the bowl, turn the fate of the body must agree to pretend to spend little time on earth, a handful of rice tonnes as compared to Westerners eat in one day, we must sweat to think of grace as fat, that's what connects us to God, the flesh, God became a day or otherwise, that is so complicated these stories angel that lights up the stage to share the pain that I saliva of boredom as the eighteenth of the month I will have nothing to eat, great for weight loss, but become I read some old con who stop smoking while rejecting their boredom in the face of their children, oh joy of existence, still pissed crosswind today, senility I win, when the trousers in that bathes the ocean of my situation immediately inconsiderable since the so-called worker should not occur before the end of the fall ended at the same time as the session of the sublime attention to delirious condition to follow the progress of life from the beginning until today without a second of rest, at night the subconscious takes over

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