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Five things you did not know about me

Ismael invites us on his blog to participate in the meme "Five things not know about me." Http://lamediahostia.blogspot.com/2006/12/meme-cinco-cosas-que-no-sabes-sobre-m.html Here we go ...

1. My favorite slogan is "Death intelligence" and "Viva la Muerte ."

2. I think all human races are the superior race . That said, I am convinced that people are just as inept part of what we call "mass" that taken into account individually. It is something that annoys me too much, indeed, seems to me admirable .

3. I am very skeptical about the usefulness of language as a sincere communication. I think the only communication is non verbal viable . Communication acts closer to communion occur in sexual behavior and violent.

4. Perhaps because of this, almost two decades use music to drown out any trace of reasoning, reflection, or simple verbal flow of my consciousness. As a result, most of my thinking time is reduced to a series of silly noises and melodies that, if translated into terms olfactory, would make me a man with brain dog. I have not had yet to get to sniff the ass of my friends, but everything will come ...

5. I am increasingly convinced that I lack identity. Or at least I give the same importance that I feel cramps in my stomach when I have hunger. As I'm that cool, put other three.

6. I against biodiversity. Only saved from extinction food animals according to the dictates of the Mediterranean diet.

7. I can drink my own weight in Marc . (Which I do not know is whether it can survive to experience)

8. On the odd occasion when I eat boogers are crust. And besides, I really like know. Any little thing

more? I will answer whatever.

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When the siesta, lying on the sofa with eyes closed, I could clearly hear a rustling of crustacean trampled upon, a soft tear of dead flesh, beating an egg with a tiny fetus chicken blue, the howl of a hyena lost among the rose gardens of my development, two shots on the side of a nearby drug dealer, two of Satie piano pieces played in unison by two silent horns, the clang of a clin- keys to fall, a single-flush on the floor below, a chup-chup on the floor next to the transition to the transit of a busybody who have given a good kick in the balls on the floor above. Applause.

A magpie crashed into one of the windows of my balcony. His fluttering shocked and hurt got to wake up just in time to celebrate his death. Better him than me.

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Some evenings should be banned, "said the professor Danso while smeared a thick block of butter on a bloody steak. The sunsets in Europe especially resemble an epileptic aura . Tastes like déjà vu and smell bad. The self-proclaimed great illustrious African seer then gave a magnificent and ferocious bite the steak and I could almost feel the lump of flesh writhed in pain in his mouth descended from cannibals .

Do you think that Spain is European sunsets, Danso? No, the sunsets in Spain have something crafty. The sunsets in your country seem to unfold before you as if everything belongs to a private show. Seem to offer something very valuable, as an exceptional female know you do not deserve but which is delivered to you. And the fact is that one often gives up and ends up paying. Paying more than they can permitirse.El illustrious African seer can cure gonorrhea, prostatitis and clap with only a few sentences, glanced at the veins that ran the mutilated flesh that still remained on the plate. Oh, Molinaire ! Sunsets of Spain does not give you anything you do not offer a French evening.

You see it nerve? Imagine it is the intestinal tract Eurasia. If I caught him here, say that this is Lisbon and the other side is ... the other side is a city of such shit that is in the East. Tell me the name of one, buddy! Do not you know? Well, you know what I mean. If I stretch the nerve and, Look at me how I stretch!, You see ok? Blood drips. It is the blood of all the people that you bare, Molinaire. Look, I stretch a little further. Shut up at once, dammit! Danso was addressed to his wife, who was in the room next to the office where we were, a kind of toilet that used to practice ablations. I'm talking to my partner! If you put me nervous ablations are over for today. There is no party. Out of that, out of here!, Often crazy pair! My partner and I have to go, I have to make a tattoo to protect him from bullets ...