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Returning to life every day in the "laughing" (because when you see it, you laugh because you're happy that there are better places and I'm not that far to reach) the city of Alexandria for a week now only now beginning to write a post quell'argomeno on socially useful is "weekend of smoking and alcohol in the city named in Pietra Ligure and that apart from the beach, the kebabbaro, the pizzeria that makes 1000 different types of pizzas, ice cream shop that makes the ice more good of the world and a good portion of cool, is more similar to the trauma intensive hospital ward. "
To start the series with one sentence over seven and a half lines is always nice and makes the reading light.

happened that for three days mestesso me, Uncle Mauro (which I renamed Uncle Mark and Uncle Mario prey to the fumes of alcohol), and Eri Gia has Gathered in cheerful apartment in Pietra Ligure, that is eight inches from the track from the railroad that whenever is a train seems to be coming down the bearing wall.
Li spent 72 hours of pure joy in which I would like to enhance these moments (I do not speak so well in real life):

1. Eri, lady birds (they are equipped with photographic evidence to documetarlo): on one thing there can be no doubt now, You were like a bird. Is clear, even to me, but Eri has a particular affinity for those with wings, feathers and beak. Oh, he could not even eat ice cream as usual. No, once you eat ice cream for her duopo throw the pieces of the cone to see the pigeons in front of his eyes, to fight to grab the porione daily. Among them is denoted the pigeon shit that instead of taking his part, did not want the others would take them saccagnava barrel.

2. Seratina "Poker-money", strip poker, touch and a lot of smoke (over a lot of joy):
then, first touch when you were little parties has now developed the perfect strategy for drinking, however, even if the queen comes out: when the King says, "You were drunk," she grabs at a fraction of a second glass, you just wet your lips with alcohol to avoid drinking you lose and then nonchalantly (in whatever way you write it) is passed to the actual 20 minutes drinking . In this way we downed a pint of beer
Then strip small parties, I've lost (I know, to enjoy some moments should be) Then
money to small parties, this Once we lost it all You were bluffing has gained 15 € (the verb to make a bluff, said bluff) ......................... ............. I have no words. Greedy!

3. Morning at the beach with Gia trying to plant the blunt pole of the umbrella on the beach. You were behind him and I swore with the flowers open umbrella in his hand for half an hour when I felt a very chic lady, alternating with Rihanna, you do.

4. Day devoted to saturated fats: cannoli, cakes, chips, kebabs, burgers.

5. Early departure of Mau for heart problems (no, not had a thrombosis) and subsequent construction of alibi for the subject, by the group if we escape the dead stabbing, which was on the academic journey by train, when he's an idiot in kiesto maniaera unkind to lower the window.

6. Presence's sister Gia with her friends that 4 mangiaviano in a week what I eat in twenty minutes if I take well.

7. Keep in mind: You were not hot on the beach, you inpana, such as the Bausch.
8. From the notes of pathology and immunology, human (yes, we have studied them well ...... we are sick), I learned that the zebra is not a hernia perchèp have become accustomed to the stress of the lions. My life has improved accordingly. And
enough. Magnificent moments, no doubt about it. Thank you all.

Only a small note: Gentilini and his "ethnic cleansing of culattoni" can easily go to hell (trust me, it is not so bad) together with all crap shoot fascist by the day. And no one does anything? No, I say, send him home to make fascistello in the home? But that shit country.
Full Post on this to follow.

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Back To Black True Confessions

Back in Alexandria now for 5 days, infinite sadness, deserted city, but some certainties remain: the Cebra, MediaWorld and the characteristic smell of dirt nearby Alessandrini (or I will not wash myself?). Ah! How am I tied to my land!

And to think that a week ago I was in Tuscany with Giuly, happy land just two hours from home intercity where the air is clean, the view is beautiful and the boys even more.

Well, it duopo that tells the "what" like "" where "and" why "of the successful journey.
First, a correction will be iodine doping or will be simply that there are less and study more in the gym, the fact is that ... um ... Put it this way ... the amount of well-cooked meat that is in that place not think I've ever seen anywhere else ... My God! I think it's the closest thing to my idea of \u200b\u200bheaven ... oh but everyone! Not one that lowers nowhere near the definition of "cute". Where's My Car from all up ... I know ... I can not wait to come back ... AH ... also all heterosexual and boyfriends .... But not too
dilunghiamoci; perfect journey, the train on time (no, not snowing) first day at sea is also perfect in Carrara.

Evening disc: the Seven (from whom I stole a label "confidential" that I keep jealously now, I do not know why), local chicchissimo where they charge 25 euro to get you not to be completely paved with gold, or there was an elephant, you need the cuba libre. The thing that amazed me was the amount of people at the entrance: so many, but just so many hundreds and hundreds, all eager to get crowded on each other in a niche, which is more than cute ..... The problem is the music: there are no songs, just an endless base house heavy ball ..... That shit!
However, the bouncer, at least they were nice, and me even more because I also have taken on without asking too many stories (toh! that phrase straight) and one girl even gave me his ticket for free admission (.. ...............)
The following days have passed between days on the beach, walking in the evenings and momtagna shovel, place (not a local, is not nothing, but it's fun) where the food is ridiculously good and the villagers caught by a sudden spirit of generosity will also pay the dinner, but on the other hand claim that tu balli insieme a loro lisci, polke, macarene, e Y.M.C.A., l'unica a cui non sono riuscito a sottrarmi (come i village non ci'è nessuno).

Poi Deborah: pazza scatenata che non sei altro; lei è una di quelle che nelle curve in montagna fa dei sorpassi pazzeschi intorno ai 100 km/h senza troppo scomporsi e insultando chiunque vada sotto gli 80 all'ora. La adoro. Anche i suoi amici li adoro ma per altri motivi più profondi (in effetti erano sotto le magliette).
Poi la nonna di Giuly: parla da sola. Sempre. E credo ormai di conoscere la sua vita a memoria.
Poi Giuly: che ormai conosce meglio di me il mio cellulare, che in quei cinque giorni ha fatto completamente suo.

La cosa che credo mi rimarrà impression of this holiday will be the return trip: was to last three hours, it lasted five. We had to take a train, we have taken a third of which has also caught fire ... What more do you want out of life .... a Lucan? No, oh well for this time I'll settle for a Long Island.
Well, my 85th post is made: Pietra Ligure next destination and then at the end Ahosto all again in Tuscany to feast his eyes and possibly get someone. And in the meantime let's overdose Mediaworld of those crazy.
Regards.

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Well, here's how promessovi full story of what happened:
mine, went for a bike ride (and it's very rare that you schiodino from home, especially My father, who has the same shape of a woman eight months pregnant only with less hair and more hair) and met my aunt (who is actually the wife of a cousin .... in short, a depressed that has nothing to do). After
esseresi stopped to chat for a while, had the bright idea to go home (dare I say it together) and all three begin to argue.
At one point when the discussion was addressed to my aunt on topics such as high: Comn is important to eat at the table together and talk, point: my father for the concepts of dialogue (di = two) is equal to that of a monologue (mono = one) led by him in which no one can stop it (this topic originated from the fact that I had already eaten and was not at the table with them). But above all as mothers ruin families (yes, my aunt was insulted by itself) as mothers. My mother did not defend because it says it's not worth it and that is fine by me. The thing that made me angry is when my father gave reason to my aunt, when the only reason x which have a sort of family (or a cluster of three people who live in the same place by chance ).... oh well never mind.
Moral: I was at the door (open, not eavesdropping) of the room and my aunt's phrase "when you have a girlfriend who want to marry do not have to like your mother but you" (always one of my undoing father who went after noting how he had ruined his family, then I'll make a post about him) (after having insulted a quarter of an hour) I spoke, visibly pissed off (I know, writing does not make it) and I said " So, first: I do not think I have a girlfriend, and second do not worry i will say that when I get married "
(written does not make it, had to be there, crazy scene)
At that moment the air was frozen.
My aunt, "but I understand you correctly?"

baffled my father my mother
normal (I know, I should have said something less subtle like "Dad: I enjoy with my dick in her ass" ... so it would be better)
At this point the party Best:
after several sentences in which I stated:
1. how I "knew" since I was a child to be gay and
2. when the hormones are shot (ahime! later) of how reliable they have been seeing with those who excuse the frankness, I had a hard cock and who does not.
E 'came the best part in my father told me as I have done 10 years to become homosexual boys of summer 95 (randomly during the same period in which he is totally left out of my head) and he has noticed when I came to take a day (I want to point out that in 1995 I never went to summer boys nn me and he has never come to take anywhere) and I found under a tree alone, when up to that moment I had always played with other children (another incredibly false).
At that point I intervened by saying that I had never played with other children and who was shooting a huge pile of crap.
He responds by saying "Well, but how do you remember what happened to you when you were little?" "No, how do you remember it, and that there was nn've never come even once. I think I remember it because, you know, I lived"
At this my father (obviously short of arguments) responds as reading a chapter in a book he likes, one that will explain in detail how the military can control the mind every day (................. .......................) I can explain how I have shaped gay (I would note, no serial killer or thief, but even fennel).
After my refusal to read the discussion is off the pace and all that for half an hour with my mother tried in vain to tell my father that you think everyone should follow their instincts and that the military centered little .
Clarification, by his own admission my father reads all day, every day those books to understand how the world works and to get the blood bitter (supported by my aunt) and they think a strict military-style education (eg not you're hungry at lunch because my stomach is imploding -> did not eat at dinner) is the best in raising i figli, visto che loro sono stati cresciuti in quel modo. Si vedono i risultati.

P.S. Ho omesso alcuni deliri e digressioni di mia zia e mio padre per evidenti motivi di spazio e di noia nello scriverli.

Permettetemi un'ultima nota:
se mi avessero plasmato i militari... sono estremamente felice che lo abbiano fatto. Fatemeli conoscere perchè,se è vero voglio essere plasmato ancora e ancora e ancora.

Questa è la mia famiglia; bella vero?

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E October 19 .....



si va a vedere Mika in concert a Torino!!!
SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ma vieni!