Sunday, December 19, 2010

Candyland Baby Shower Invitation Wording

Hiver

The heavy snowfalls in recent days, besides making me think very romantically about how everything becomes more beautiful when covered with a layer of snow white like whipped cream, I have now broken the grandly cock.
We want to stop?
Half the people I know fall is on the ice, and those who have not yet wrapped or broken anything, however, say they were better before you beat your ass on a Chiazzette ice disguised pile of snow. I'm surprised not to have fallen on bad luck that I even hugs me and kisses me profusely during this period (ouch, never say it again ... it's not the ice melted).
I hate the winter, it is known that I hate. I hate every month since October (excluding 31 which is my birthday) a. .. March (including, for even in March for me is still cold), and especially hate where the snow is not about shit, like here.

And those who say that winter and the rain are beautiful because the excuse of the cold is home to hot on the couch to scratch I will place a club on the gum to freshen up with the violence so then just put his face out the window and inhale through the mouth.
Viulèèèèèèèèèèèèèèèènz!

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