here I am! I'm back in Quarrata ..... .... that sucks! Luckily again .... but now ... strategic with my balls! Short, are a whole complains: Move from San Teodoro Quarrata city is not exactly the best if not for review ....( A. ...)
We spent one week show, and I'm surprised because we were fine without booze and sleepless nights! Let us go back start going, I say 2 or 3 things ....
It starts on Saturday morning, 9: am in the Church Square at 5: Who takes the navigator? I! And the shit works? Certainly not! That is the port of Livorno, but there surrenders know and better attrezzzarsi ... mah! However, everything ok, the sea is calm and lets me calm my tummy ... but those six hours to spend there wanted to go! cards, sleeping, walking on the bridge. .. and finally here we are!
Among trinkets and we nannoli home at 6 o'clock, because that idiot of D. Paper he has made to wait an hour before the distributor grant us the honor of having the keys ... dear woman .... luckily
our nest is a love: a little house with a garden full of trees, a veranda overlooking the sea (as the song is ... ) and plenty of room for 7 women and their bullshit! and then and then ... it's been a week ...
clock more or less early, breakfast with pastries, cookies, chocolate and the ever-pan top box lunch ... always sandwiches, boni boni ... lots of sun, sea ... dinner? Pasta, salads, all! What mattered was not that we ate ... but the shit that flew around that table (I admit, most of the time from my little mouth too, because you think ...!!)!! to 7 girls with men at home, half horny, horny, and half silly, add me (and imagine everything!), the song, "Cicci, you did promise to spring" (from Sara Venditti) and all its variants, an older home isolated or not .... and the carver center! Who is this? His fame has come down to the continent: a good nero carving wood to San Teodoro! not you think I'm going to know? ? no Bah! And now I've got the photo well with a kind of Bob Marley, on 40, so long rasta !!... by the way ... I have also another picture of that ... I ... that earned him a dinner with Marco Meloni! Do not be surprised: I have found out who was the same night! She had to dance to the Pata Pata ... that sucks ... but there is a guest: is him, the "forfeiture" of men and women (say, I do not watch it!) up ... then we animate the evening: I had not even ever seen, still do not know what constitutes quell'adorabile program and ... I improvised his big fan! I threw him a bouncer, people just met, strangers, screaming "I love you Mark, where are you?'re just my"! rant, so much so that everyone laughed, my friends were ashamed , responding to people asking if I was normal or at least half briaca! and finally ... the pictures with that idiot! While I waited I got to say two things about him from a friend and when my turn came. .. jumped on him, kissing him, hugging him, making him do not know what he looked at me and compliments ... frightened and asked the audience "but have you paid?" ... At least Rice has run for a while, and now I have the photo with a decent fio among other things, he discovered a lover in all of Italy! Ah ah ah ah!
then tell you what: in the house was always brothel women crazy (some more than others!) With many dear pets I drew that I (and I had!) As St. Francis, various insects, geckos, crickets, grasshoppers, skunks .... a dog ... and the mice in the garden .... Those eh, do not be afraid! I threw it away without drinking and shit ... exaggerated! It took the trip only female ... to talk about us (and of lust!), get together like old times ... yes yes, I'm happy and I thank my girlfriends ... ... I love them hoes!
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