While around the world will follow civil wars and small men killing young girls, I tended to more important things: my vicissitudes. I complain constantly than ever time doing nothing and then spend hours on ' internett prepared for the utter and useless cazzeggiano . I know you think me a brilliant, astronomically above the average, one who certainly are not wasting their time in front of that 's silly not to be useful, or even if you are unable to see that my wickedness but not How about it, because I want too well.
But it happens to me too, sometimes, to find myself before the 'immensity' s internett and stay there staring at my laptop for the long integer type on second to end with 'omnipotent (google ) "ilprimofilmdelcazzochemipassaperlatesta.ita.torrent. Discharge film so that I will never see, because I do not have the time and if I had mica wasting watching those movies fucking. I realize that this makes sense as a shelter from the sun to 'shadow of his testicles. The 'alternative that I propose is to do tests to test my IQ, but those found on the web are simple and outdated stuff, so the first m' invent the test and then (if I can) I fix me, of course timing. The last test was to remove impostomi completely a bic pen in all its parts and reassemble it in less than 30 minutes. Brilliantly passed with 3 minutes early. Let's go back to the speech.
Then there is some discussion on some blog or some social network where you do a good impression with the 'aid of' omnipotent. Now use Google for more threads to read and have a practice conversations with friends at the bar without his help it is increasingly difficult. How to adjust to using the calculator forever, and then wean to use your brain until you get to write 1 + 1 = 1. For example, a night at the bar a 'friend took me on a political discussion that I started on brilliantly ' internett. For its statement about what they were balls of those "The purple people," I said that not even I like the ultras, which are of Fiorentina or anyone else. In my reply answered with a curious and troubled expression. I took refuge behind a big smile, then laughed, too. continued sharing with me his opinion about the 'importance of culture and how Bondi is a fool.
"Yeah too 'I think so, should never have split from De Sica ..." I laugh and say that again. He did not.
I must have another shot because now looks at me questioningly , I think is going to guess that I do not understand what the fuck he is talking about 3 of his friends around and looking at me do not help to slow down heat and sweating through my body as I gently whispers "you're in deep shit."
"Listen ... but Napolitano ?"
asked him for my opinion. I laugh in the face, that stupid idiot
"No, Vicenza. Do not you feel it 's accent?"
I am going to stick together in the roaring laughter of his friends by their looks, but I understand that they are addressed to me ... How strange.
"Hey do you do a really easy," continues compassionately "who is the president of the council of ministers?"
I watch all 4 curious onlookers and I do not know what to say I decide to do that I do best. Go to the counter, lean on his elbow, shoot shit, make fun of others with condescension, view passing pussies and kill a beer. But not before he responded in kind to those four balls. My answer in general terms, with something that works for anyone who is the politician in question and andandomene say
"A son of a bitch" and he
"Well at least you know that the"
Hence famous saying:-Every road is less involved with a google-side
between the 'other 1 + 1 is actually equal to 1. At least according to the binary code.
I 've read on wikipedia.
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