Today I got up at one. E 'Sun do not have a dick, so I bighellonato far, and I'm going to hang out until I can.
Last night I went out with a group of English and went to Temple Bar area to give us some beer. Nice people but you see the generation gap ... they seek the revelry and loud music, I put the quiet and chats. Anyway ... I drank and I did not pay ... I do not know why.
I tried to pay me the first and nothing, I tried to offer the second round and nothing ... I looked around, I smile and shrug ... I did the English hospitality.
Today I am going to buy me dinner ... I swear.
It also wipes her ass ...
Last night was party to the streets of Dublin and all the girls were dressed or undressed for the occasion.
I enjoyed it. I say this with purely academic spirit. Yes, because in the face of a pretty girl in miniskirt saw dozens and dozens of these quarters of beef wrapped in a thin layer of cellophane that were roaming the streets and in pubs. Beautiful is not it? No obvious! But it is nice to think that people here have no problem whatsoever to be seen for what it is and is not ashamed.
a word of shame and pride that they will be. One who was made to portray in the most embarrassing. About
! Where's that picture where, surrounded only by a sheet, played Apollo driving his chariot? I'm sure you did. I mean relatively. Remember
Pratchett book I'm reading? Well the man is brilliant. I read a passage that in addition to being fun and enlightening for its immediacy. I'll translate.
"Our ancestral fear of death led us to one of the oddest personifications. Invent the concept of 'death' is equivalent to give a name to a process - to die - as if it were an object. So obviously, we put on the focus of a number of properties and objects, what they do know that only priests. These properties can come up with many names. May arise, for example, the concept of 'soul'. One thing that has to leave the body while moving from one state to the living body of a dead body. Funny how the most avid believers in the soul tend to be the biggest detractors of material things but to reconsider their basic philosophy by insisting that when a process - life - ends there must be an object that continues.
No. When a process ends is no longer there, no longer exists. Point.
When you stop shaking an egg is not some pseudo-material-essence-of-the-eggs-shackeramento that becomes something else. You get off work, just to shake his hand. "
Simply genius. Like all simple explanations.
Last night I went out with a group of English and went to Temple Bar area to give us some beer. Nice people but you see the generation gap ... they seek the revelry and loud music, I put the quiet and chats. Anyway ... I drank and I did not pay ... I do not know why.
I tried to pay me the first and nothing, I tried to offer the second round and nothing ... I looked around, I smile and shrug ... I did the English hospitality.
Today I am going to buy me dinner ... I swear.
It also wipes her ass ...
Last night was party to the streets of Dublin and all the girls were dressed or undressed for the occasion.
I enjoyed it. I say this with purely academic spirit. Yes, because in the face of a pretty girl in miniskirt saw dozens and dozens of these quarters of beef wrapped in a thin layer of cellophane that were roaming the streets and in pubs. Beautiful is not it? No obvious! But it is nice to think that people here have no problem whatsoever to be seen for what it is and is not ashamed.
a word of shame and pride that they will be. One who was made to portray in the most embarrassing. About
! Where's that picture where, surrounded only by a sheet, played Apollo driving his chariot? I'm sure you did. I mean relatively. Remember
Pratchett book I'm reading? Well the man is brilliant. I read a passage that in addition to being fun and enlightening for its immediacy. I'll translate.
"Our ancestral fear of death led us to one of the oddest personifications. Invent the concept of 'death' is equivalent to give a name to a process - to die - as if it were an object. So obviously, we put on the focus of a number of properties and objects, what they do know that only priests. These properties can come up with many names. May arise, for example, the concept of 'soul'. One thing that has to leave the body while moving from one state to the living body of a dead body. Funny how the most avid believers in the soul tend to be the biggest detractors of material things but to reconsider their basic philosophy by insisting that when a process - life - ends there must be an object that continues.
No. When a process ends is no longer there, no longer exists. Point.
When you stop shaking an egg is not some pseudo-material-essence-of-the-eggs-shackeramento that becomes something else. You get off work, just to shake his hand. "
Simply genius. Like all simple explanations.
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