Monday, March 28, 2011

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THE SWEET TASTE OF EXQUISITE WOMAN (by Garcia Marquez)

If you have not passed the scalpel for your skin, if you have implants silicone somewhere in your body, if you do not generate rolls trauma, if you've never suffered from anorexia or bulimia , if your stature does not affect your personal, if when you go to the beach prefer to have fun at sea and not on a towel for hours or stuffy hiding your body , if you think the fidelity is possible and practical, if you know how prepares rice, if you can prepare a full meal with dessert, if your priority is not to be blonde at all costs, if you wake up 4:00 am to get first to the gym , if you can come up with gym clothing quiet street on a Sunday without a drop of makeup in face ...

YOU ARE IN ROUTE OF EXTINCTION ... 're a fine woman!

A exquisite woman is not one that most men at her feet; but one that has only one that really makes happy. A beautiful woman is not the young , even the skinny , or that has the smoother skin or hair most striking; is one that with just a frank and open smile , with a simple touch and a good advice can be happy life. A valuable woman is not one that has more titles, no more academic positions. An exquisite woman is not the most ardent (although if you ask me, all women are very hot ... and we are out of focus are the men) ; but it vibrates to make love only with the man she loves. An interesting woman is not one that is flattered to be admired for its beauty and elegance ; is strong woman character can say NO.
AND MAN ... A MAN EXQUISITE


is one that values \u200b\u200ba woman. Q ue is proud to have her as a partner ... You know play it as a musician playing his beloved instrument virtuous ... Q ue fight by his side sharing all his roles, from washing dishes and hang clothes, to give back massages and care she lavished upon him before ...
The truth, fellow men, is that women in that of being "macho"
take us a great ride ...
What fools we have been and are-when we appreciate the "gift" only the shine of your package!
Tonto thousand times foolish man who eats bagasse in the street, taking a delicacy at home.

Monday, March 21, 2011

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INSTRUCTIONS FOR USE OF BIDET. DAILY bullshit

From now I clarified that I did not write it (that's why going to look nice).
I say this so I will not fill with laudatory comments explaining that they admire my sense of humor and all that stuff ...
I received by mail and go one to know who came up with that idea. It is a little strong, I will not deny, but amused me.


... Most of what we used well, sitting with his back to the wall, driving the touch taps, but one came with a theory irrefutable:
-The bidet be used in front of the wall because the little thing on the water flow is just you in the right place, you can see the taps, the soap and towel .

Makes sense, I thought. When you touch me, I will try.

The next morning, with my gown sheltered at a little game I played in the cellular while doing what he had to do in the toilet .
crop ET. I squatted slightly and pivoting on one foot giving half turn almost like a choreographed of Ginger Rogers, and parked in a maneuver on the bidet, facing the wall. Great! I could access the shins, mix hot with cold until just lukewarm, I handled the pressure of the medium, even soap, towel, everything. Impeccable.

This friend was right, and introduced me to a world somewhat addictive. I took off my coat, jumped into the shower and went to the office , and late in the bidet.

In the office, so good. At lunch time you gave me innovate, and ordered a delivery of Chinese food : Pork with mushrooms and bamboo shoots. Very rich, but the effect was more instant than my morning coffee.
I went to the bathroom of employees pushing the songs: all the boxes were occupied. cagooo Me! The heads had gone out to eat, and his secretary was having lunch in the dining room ... so I surreptitiously slipped in the bath management. Meanwhile

examined all:
- What guachos these bosses! In the bathroom of employees we put a toilet paper with which You can file your nails as shit, but here are a gently, cloth towels, Glade Touch, soap-soap, liquid detergent that does not push a button sticky, magazines in a basket and even a basket with potpourri of cinnamon, jasmine and rose petals on the toilet bag.

finished. I went to the bidet. I did the same maneuver in the morning at home, pivoting on one foot ... half twist ... and I forgot I had pants and trousers at the ankles that made stops against the base of the bidet. Error.

textile Braking face threw me against the wall, bounced, slid to down and was hooked at the tip of the bidet bowl. My complaint was acute finite. Luckily I broke the lips against the tiles, only nosebleed me, and I spotted the white shirt that last night I ironed with Klara. With one hand he pulled a bit of toilet paper rolls and I did plug the two nostrils: it knew what he was bleeding.

Meanwhile I tried to advance on the bidet, facing the wall, hooked up to unzip my body, but I was almost kneeling on the floor because I continued to hold the pants against the base. I opened the hot, boiling jet me charred face, that little thing was just above the water. I stuck the fret, I opened the cold, and the pressure increased. It was like a h idrolavadora throwing lava in the ass. I wanted to lower the pressure to tap the middle, but facing the faucet was the opposite: increased strength, and I felt that I got up off the floor. I stopped as I could, I staggered back and fell on my head against the other wall.

So I found the secretary, after the maintenance of could force the door, passed out face up, a little screwed up, naked, face red as a beet the blood-stained shirt , toilet paper half dissolved in the nose and bidet jet to all that gave, tearing the ceiling paint.

I had to pay arrangements. In the upstairs moisture appeared to them in their sockets. At the bottom, on the walls. I paid for the painting, the painter, "I said drenched magazines, expensive toilet paper and soap until the rain broke bidetera.


Tips bidet when

* rely solely on the bidet in your home. He is your best friend, and you know of the temperature, pressure the and direction of rotation of the bobbin.

* A bidet others is more difficult to handle than a digger .

* This bidet alien will the speed of a Ferrari will go from zero to one hundred (degrees) in four seconds, the carbonizándote ass.

* The optimal management bidet controls implies knowledge of hydraulics and thermodynamics by an equation that includes: pressure from 0 to 100%, temperature A, B temperature, geolocation ass, index health and noise.

* When you master all these variables, you will play a bidet with monocomando .

monocomando
* handle that possessed a joystick you rise from the floor. Prior practice with a jet-ski.

* Finally, do not trust your friends. Innovate is bad ...

Monday, March 14, 2011

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once already summarized in this space the joys of living . On that occasion, he described some situations without anesthesia household as a perfectly dramatized stories. Today I approached, a chapter of them so they can see how as we grow older, you become more patient with the nonsense of his beloved partner .

"What we want, we want to. No doubt. If not, and we should have sent another ultimatum letter which document that is so fashionable these days.
But nothing that. We have learned to live with our own misery ... And our premature aging: that which makes every so often, we boludeces that under normal conditions would be absolutely unthinkable.

A
you surely will happen that streak of situations that occur in the home. For example, when the refrigerator breaks down, just burn the TV, and loses gas stove ...
Well, something similar happened in our house the past few days. It burned a light bulb from the library and immediately burned the two that illuminate a hallway of the house. We thought we had an electrical problem. But no. Not so. Just change the light bulbs and matter closed.

The day after I entered the strange event bathroom like every morning and one of the three light bulbs that lit up the side of me still asleep, and made a little noise flickered medium rare. I tried to screw a bit more if he had come loose. But nothing.
I talked to my husband, who tried to set it bluntly, too, but again without success.
- Damn! The lamp is broken. False turns along with the bulb.

precariously tried to fix it and when he put a clamp on device , Broke the plastic so that the lamp could not be removed.
- Shit! Now I have to disassemble the entire kit to make the fixture. I'll buy three so and arrange everything. Plastics are crystallized and no longer serve ...

What followed thereafter was a series of indecipherable puteadas complication product was produced in a simple repair. Anyway, husband in question, implemented their willingness and locked in the bathroom so that no one interrupted her task.

A while later, while I was working with my notebook in the kitchen, I felt that pressure had lowered and immediately turned off the monitor since the PC was plugged in with battery charging.
At the same time, my son came running from his living advising XBOX was out. I jumped from my chair and ran to the library to verify the status of the PC of the house. The monitor was black ....

beating quickly to the bathroom to see what happened but a foul smell stopped me before to ask my husband what was that horrible smoke coming out of the kit ...
- Fuck! They joined the wires and made a short ...

Luckily, nothing was burned. All returned to work correctly, except the bathroom light was still flashing after all work done to the divine button.

Rato latest, notebook or PC or XBOX on, my beloved better half , bathed in perspiration, his face black with bits of plastic flash and scattered his body, he confirmed what we already expected:
"In the end, the fixture will work well. The balloon was farting I was going wrong with the filament that is about to cut ... "





CONCLUSION: Before exposing their partners to an electric safe exhaust all instances to verify if the malfunction of a light bulb finally responds to an electrical problem.


Monday, March 7, 2011

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TIPS

As today
International Women's Day beautiful and intelligent, I leave here some famous quotes of women to consider.

And do not forget our leiv-motiv: Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of reaching
safe and sound in a body attractive and well preserved, but a career the edge of precipices, chocolate in one hand and glass of wine in the other, but totally dilapidated and shouting

Guauuuuuuuuu, what little trip!

"Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what the hell happened. Cora Harvey Armstrong


-Inside me lives a thin woman screaming to get out, but I silenced her with cookies. Fabiana


-In life, the years more screwed are those between ten and seventy. Helen Hayes


-No I vacuumed up invent one that can be mounted. Roseanne Barr


"Old age is no place for wimps ... Bette Davis


-The thirty-five, the age when finally you have your head planted but the rest starts to fall. Caryn Lescher


"If you can not be a good example, then you have to be a horrible warning. Anonymous

HAPPY DAY, WOMEN!