Thursday, September 2, 2010

Iron On Shirt Japanese Letters

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When I see him on TV makes me sick, and I swear I'm not exaggerating. Of him it sucks everything, even the way he touched her hair, that rite that has become almost a trademark of his that now I can no longer tolerate.
He enjoys making fun of poor people who hosannas as "intelligent man" and consequently to what can afford to 3,000 women (or pretend to) and not horrify, but envy.
's a kind of servant dell'omino peeled and during his regular guest on Sundays Winter Brabara D'Urso, never misses a chance to defend the actions of the government with his usual vehemence and arrogance.
He surrounds himself with girls stupid or hungry for popularity, for him are just bodies in which the little rest that nature gave him, plus it has a passion for the show: they are like dogs bred in the hands of rich jerks. E 'useless portasele behind it no one looks at them, then they are beautiful, filthy, or at least, so does most impression.
As a woman, very wary my tags that accompany him. I am not speaking of physical appearance, the trouble is just the way it is and ask the next, and so slippery that makes macho disgust.
I do not think I ever expressed in these terms to anyone, but he is one of the beings (after every little thing and bald cap) for whom I feel a sort of rejection physical and human.
Mayor, art critic, columnist, a succession of other roles that only serve to undermine each other. But suppose him to cash interest and because it is doing well too and that has the lawsuit easy, despite knowing for sure that will never read my blog, I better not mention his name to insult him to the bitter end.
lawyers cost and the guy is pretty touchy, better not to risk because of debts they've already got enough of my own.


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