mother board flaming lips
Diego who asked in a comment: I mean, not that I want to get in the maternal role (in case you say no plis Diego will go to your analyst with that, Oh Lord do not let me be misunderstood ) but it is advice that I gave my mother and I transmit.
There he goes. SANTO
remedy for cramps:
EAT A BANANA A DAY.
The family argument now is why the banana cure cramps. My mother says that is because it has potassium. I attribute it to magnesium, the essential element of the cosmos presocratic for me, at this point that I can also blame him for my pain ... "Stomach / pancreas? by the orange coloring brings.
My mother was very happy to hear me tell him everything I read online about a thousand shits that came to mind I could have. We enjoy the wealth of information, which we exchanged a lot. She referred me to a general practitioner, our family, that unlike other doctors insensitive and mercenaries was very concerned (by telephone) to read all my studies and take copies home for further study. And I thought how nice it is to communicate with someone of the same subculture that one. The cat ate
brewer's yeast.
Greetings,
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Foil Or Rotary Shaver
Hello, musicologists:
finished putting the video on You Tube of "Turn It On" by Flaming Lips, in my Favorites list and that the first time I heard no U $ S was 0.01 for this item.
I like is gay and old. Those girls in jeans
choreographed impromptu dancing in the laundry have a wave do not know what circa 1990 that moves me.
And on the other hand, Sam Beam is only 2 or 3 that resist a second pass. The rest is passed
corny.
Whenever possible, translate the Robyn Hitchcock song I posted yesterday or the day before.
Greetings. PS
Magnesium takes effect: it is a very good muscle relaxant.
With all that that implies.
(I will not go into details.)
Monday, September 24, 2007
Binoculars In Bourne Ultimatum
'll Never Have the damn thing off
or meet the Pope
and kiss his neck
and like him more than you expect
and in my mind
the colour red
is dripping blood
above your head
tonight
when the time is right.
You'll never shave the damn thing off
or meet the Queen
and kiss her throat
and ask her where you hang your coat
and in my mind
the colour pink
will do more damage than you think
tonight
when the time is right.
You'll never wash the damn thing off
or meet the judge
and kiss his thigs
and ask him where he keeps his wigs
and in my mind
the colour blue
will never be as dark as you tonight
and in my mind
the colour green
is oh so lonely and obscene
tonight
when the time is right.
Robyn Hitchcock
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