Today, as we do not forget, Hello Spain!
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Veet Strips Wax Pubic Area
L'Aquila-Prato Prato-Carpi 1-0 0-2
So says today has run and won for the second time outside the home in this league great.
He also says that he would play fairly in spite of absence, unavailability, failure is different in the field and off.
Dice moved to take a new bomber, a former (and hopefully not too) player of the higher classes.
says today because for us it was a Sunday atypical forcibly, as of two years now, we were not accustomed to pass. Nothing
away, no game, no football.
And this should suffice as a comment, because without the fans this wonderful sport that has grown up at all simply does not exist.
Dover entrust their decisions and their freedom to a comunicatulo Observatory in no uncertain terms that you blurted L'Aquila-Prato in the category of high risk (to understand the levels of Lazio-Roma) prohibiting the transfer to residents in Tuscany I think it is one of the saddest things that we can be.
Sad for those who package these actions are intended, as sad as the omnipotence of the infamous card today c'avrebbe allowed to be present, as sad as it is becoming the sport that had been (perhaps) the only glory of this sad country.
There was born the idea of \u200b\u200bstarting the same and go get a ride in the rubble of the city of Abruzzo, to touch the "good" things and the promises "made" we were told that all the Ultras L'Aquila 'round here in Prato (the face of strained relations between us), but the times are what they are, the km were so many and not everyone could afford a trip to "vacuum" of the genre, such as was done in Carrara last season. For
time so we had to tear down yet another bitter pill, knowing that from now on will always be worse and everything will stay the cravings and resentments of the managers of the National supreme.
to let go and bow your head, of course, do not talk, must come to a close in a home for not having more of the boxes on Sunday. Until
card and various prohibitions there separate .... AVANTI ULTRAS
MARONI PORK 
So says today has run and won for the second time outside the home in this league great.
He also says that he would play fairly in spite of absence, unavailability, failure is different in the field and off.
Dice moved to take a new bomber, a former (and hopefully not too) player of the higher classes.
says today because for us it was a Sunday atypical forcibly, as of two years now, we were not accustomed to pass. Nothing
away, no game, no football.
And this should suffice as a comment, because without the fans this wonderful sport that has grown up at all simply does not exist.
Dover entrust their decisions and their freedom to a comunicatulo Observatory in no uncertain terms that you blurted L'Aquila-Prato in the category of high risk (to understand the levels of Lazio-Roma) prohibiting the transfer to residents in Tuscany I think it is one of the saddest things that we can be.
Sad for those who package these actions are intended, as sad as the omnipotence of the infamous card today c'avrebbe allowed to be present, as sad as it is becoming the sport that had been (perhaps) the only glory of this sad country.
There was born the idea of \u200b\u200bstarting the same and go get a ride in the rubble of the city of Abruzzo, to touch the "good" things and the promises "made" we were told that all the Ultras L'Aquila 'round here in Prato (the face of strained relations between us), but the times are what they are, the km were so many and not everyone could afford a trip to "vacuum" of the genre, such as was done in Carrara last season. For
time so we had to tear down yet another bitter pill, knowing that from now on will always be worse and everything will stay the cravings and resentments of the managers of the National supreme.
to let go and bow your head, of course, do not talk, must come to a close in a home for not having more of the boxes on Sunday. Until
card and various prohibitions there separate .... AVANTI ULTRAS
MARONI PORK
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Gay Cruizing Places Hyderabad
pain starts ..... Who is in mid-table.
With a week before the regular season started the year with football, back to Carpi to recall the last day of the first round already suspended in mid-December for snow (now a match postponed a year is a classic).
If we reported the first time in 4, now we get almost a 30ina, in addition to some fish and bread multiplied Prato also ..
Since the card without the fan in the usual way we position with locals in the only forum open to the beauty of paying € 15.
the first time we do a good cheer biancazzurri claiming on several occasions in times of difficulty, the game is lively even if the air in front of goal does not knock the opponent's goal.
present us with some brothers from the nearby Mantua, with them during the interval we have a confrontation with the local Ultras as would not see the banners of our friends in their stadium. Then it all ends there, with each one in its place with its own colors on him.
The second half began with the network of Carpi, which turns off the item to us in the stands and sends the ball the team that remains nervous and angry 10. It should be noted in the final few wasted opportunity to get a draw. Yet another away from the bitter taste, it does not matter, we have become accustomed and have broad shoulders.
We lack a striker who signs, but you buy a midfielder.
We need a new coach to shake up the environment but give confidence to the bitter end to the static and repetitive Bellini. There are still many things that do not go, too!
The objective of the playoffs, which are very mediocre as a destination of arrival since the league is not so obvious and from now on you can not miss many more opportunities.
And now we go to L'Aquila. Ah
already no! And 'forbidden.
But why? By that criterion, there has been forbidden?
Maroni made a good one to see, you and all the observatory.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Witty Things To Say At Weddings
DIARY OF THE HOME OF THE LADY LUCIA
Dear Monika,
the Lady asked me to keep a diary of my punishment. I was called in early November, to be punished because of my bad behavior. For two days are a very restricted diet: only cream of rice, this diet my constipation worse, when I introduce myself I have a swollen belly, are 3 days that I do not go to the bathroom. As commanded, take service at 16 am fasting from the night before. I'm wearing under his uniform shirt and pants of wool thorny. Arrives, the nurse and the porter who was accompanied by his valet. Be convened in the living room. The Concierge reads the charges against me, repeated misbehavior, so that I have been degraded by femme de chambre a scullery maid. The verdict is that I will be referred back to scouring punitive.
Nurse prepares a bucket of water where the bags melt purge that I was forced to buy. I remember a story read by the girl, who described the water torture, practiced at the time of the Inquisition, the poor victims were forced to gobble a funnel with 8 liters of water to the torture ordinary and 16 for the Extraordinary, to inflate the belly as if they were pregnant. I was very impressed and for years I imagined her be tortured.
First Lady of punishment orders me to determine the amount of purge deserved. Last time I was being punished with 6 liters but I was able to drink only 3 making angry a lot, I do not know what it takes but I feel my voice that says to me, this takes place is worth 8 liters of purge. I
are delivered 16 bottles of scouring, a bucket for the needs, a roll of toilet paper and a kitchen timer that beeps every 10 minutes, every time it rings I'll drink a glass of scouring. The first glass does not seem so terrible, it has a slight taste of Mandarin. With glasses later, however, reveals the severity of punishment: the liquid swells the stomach and the sweet taste of mandarin and a hint of castor oil give their nausea. What I find hard to swallow it all in one breath, as it is imposed on me by the Lady.
Now that I've suffered this punishment that lasts a lot and I must say that, while castor oil is to swallow a few spoonfuls of liquid lousy, you're done in five minutes and also discharges last much less than that. Same for the enema, although it is much more painful in half an hour you're done. But here are hours and hours to keep the vomiting and low, so that at last the little hole is in pitiful condition.
As punishment the Lord will last many hours can be arranged, the servant of the Concierge will be there to make sure I do not try to cheat and to goad it on time. And 'John was a young 22 year old very attractive and I think with shame when the purge will begin its effects and I will have to ask permission to evacuate and to keep in balance on the bucket I'll have to be widened her thighs, I do this thing at the Mrs. but says it is part of the punishment and I accept it. Since I do not have to remain idle, forcing me to clean the floor on his knees. Every time I have to get down is a nightmare I feel the water in the stomach trying to get out and I have to force myself not to put me to puke!
I take some spank because they are slow to drink. I've already drank two gallons of mash and the belly is like a balloon and begins to ache. I also beat the piss but I have to ask permission .... ... John commands me to refrain. not easy!
The Lord go and say to John, who go out for dinner, he will continue to monitor my punishment, my Mistress puts a lock on the piercing of the vulva, you never know whom we serve .. fraternize!.
Finally, John gives me the umpteenth request permission to use the bucket, so I need hardly have time to drop your pants! I downloaded a long time and the pain has subsided, I cry in shame. It seems incredible, but with all that I am thirsty gulp, which will be beyond the mandarin flavor feels something of a salty ... .. This continues, with each gulp a glass ring of the timer and then immediately have to go on the bucket, to not have obstacles Giovanni stripping me completely .. I came to the gallon, are exhausted. But now there is another problem John is visibly excited and, with the excuse to hear if I have a swollen belly, and began to get excited groped. I do not want to be there with this pig, rejection his advances. John gets very upset and tells me that my system now he goes away a minute and came back with a anal plug inflatable slides and gives me 4 shots blower. Even my poor little hole is flushed with the evacuations and the use of toilet paper, do not tell you evil! But I also understand his game, from stage I can not download and sooner or later I'll have to give him or burst! Also, it takes you a bowl urine, masturbating and you are in, add a bottle of purge and bottle the result in 2 bottles "special" commands me to drink it all or I will have failed the test. I do drink all in one go, a pint! Not tell you the nausea, vomiting course tells me that if report the matter to the ladies. I would like to meet with his mouth, I incattivita, threatens to bite him if he tries. I'm drinking the second bottle, my mother, a liter of liquid stinking drunk in half an hour, it makes me sick just to think again. Not content to take the lashes and started beating me with full force. The shots are not measured data from the Master, here is a pissed off male who wants to vent his frustration! After the first two shots are already out of breath, the fourth, hitting a shot which had arrived earlier, thrust his face into the pillow and scream with all my lungs. All three hits he asks me if I give in, I refuse. The punishment continues, now I got a dozen lashes, not stand it any longer, I'm going to give in, when the unexpected fall ... Lord who found the restaurant closed and took the pizza to take home. I will say that they heard my screams muffled already on the stairs. Entering and placing in three, handcuffed Johnson. I am
semisvenuta. The Lord sees that I have now drank seven liters of purge, sees in that state have been reduced, hugs me and says that the punishment is over and I have proved its capacity to suffer for you accompany me in the master bathroom, I removed the cap and I can finally relax and get spoiled. The nurse will take care of my little hole and my buttocks by applying soothing salves.
My loyalty was rewarded, I was readmitted as a femme de chambre For John, hard days are ahead, will have to undergo a period of rehabilitation at the Nurse consisting of a minimum of seven sessions of torture of at least two hours each. As the victim
Mrs. accompany me to witness the punishment, and knowing the severity of the treatment meted out by the nurse I would certainly not be in the shoes of John! Public
well all the Lord permits.
A hug from your partner. Barbara
Dear Monika,
the Lady asked me to keep a diary of my punishment. I was called in early November, to be punished because of my bad behavior. For two days are a very restricted diet: only cream of rice, this diet my constipation worse, when I introduce myself I have a swollen belly, are 3 days that I do not go to the bathroom. As commanded, take service at 16 am fasting from the night before. I'm wearing under his uniform shirt and pants of wool thorny. Arrives, the nurse and the porter who was accompanied by his valet. Be convened in the living room. The Concierge reads the charges against me, repeated misbehavior, so that I have been degraded by femme de chambre a scullery maid. The verdict is that I will be referred back to scouring punitive.
Nurse prepares a bucket of water where the bags melt purge that I was forced to buy. I remember a story read by the girl, who described the water torture, practiced at the time of the Inquisition, the poor victims were forced to gobble a funnel with 8 liters of water to the torture ordinary and 16 for the Extraordinary, to inflate the belly as if they were pregnant. I was very impressed and for years I imagined her be tortured.
First Lady of punishment orders me to determine the amount of purge deserved. Last time I was being punished with 6 liters but I was able to drink only 3 making angry a lot, I do not know what it takes but I feel my voice that says to me, this takes place is worth 8 liters of purge. I
are delivered 16 bottles of scouring, a bucket for the needs, a roll of toilet paper and a kitchen timer that beeps every 10 minutes, every time it rings I'll drink a glass of scouring. The first glass does not seem so terrible, it has a slight taste of Mandarin. With glasses later, however, reveals the severity of punishment: the liquid swells the stomach and the sweet taste of mandarin and a hint of castor oil give their nausea. What I find hard to swallow it all in one breath, as it is imposed on me by the Lady.
Now that I've suffered this punishment that lasts a lot and I must say that, while castor oil is to swallow a few spoonfuls of liquid lousy, you're done in five minutes and also discharges last much less than that. Same for the enema, although it is much more painful in half an hour you're done. But here are hours and hours to keep the vomiting and low, so that at last the little hole is in pitiful condition.
As punishment the Lord will last many hours can be arranged, the servant of the Concierge will be there to make sure I do not try to cheat and to goad it on time. And 'John was a young 22 year old very attractive and I think with shame when the purge will begin its effects and I will have to ask permission to evacuate and to keep in balance on the bucket I'll have to be widened her thighs, I do this thing at the Mrs. but says it is part of the punishment and I accept it. Since I do not have to remain idle, forcing me to clean the floor on his knees. Every time I have to get down is a nightmare I feel the water in the stomach trying to get out and I have to force myself not to put me to puke!
I take some spank because they are slow to drink. I've already drank two gallons of mash and the belly is like a balloon and begins to ache. I also beat the piss but I have to ask permission .... ... John commands me to refrain. not easy!
The Lord go and say to John, who go out for dinner, he will continue to monitor my punishment, my Mistress puts a lock on the piercing of the vulva, you never know whom we serve .. fraternize!.
Finally, John gives me the umpteenth request permission to use the bucket, so I need hardly have time to drop your pants! I downloaded a long time and the pain has subsided, I cry in shame. It seems incredible, but with all that I am thirsty gulp, which will be beyond the mandarin flavor feels something of a salty ... .. This continues, with each gulp a glass ring of the timer and then immediately have to go on the bucket, to not have obstacles Giovanni stripping me completely .. I came to the gallon, are exhausted. But now there is another problem John is visibly excited and, with the excuse to hear if I have a swollen belly, and began to get excited groped. I do not want to be there with this pig, rejection his advances. John gets very upset and tells me that my system now he goes away a minute and came back with a anal plug inflatable slides and gives me 4 shots blower. Even my poor little hole is flushed with the evacuations and the use of toilet paper, do not tell you evil! But I also understand his game, from stage I can not download and sooner or later I'll have to give him or burst! Also, it takes you a bowl urine, masturbating and you are in, add a bottle of purge and bottle the result in 2 bottles "special" commands me to drink it all or I will have failed the test. I do drink all in one go, a pint! Not tell you the nausea, vomiting course tells me that if report the matter to the ladies. I would like to meet with his mouth, I incattivita, threatens to bite him if he tries. I'm drinking the second bottle, my mother, a liter of liquid stinking drunk in half an hour, it makes me sick just to think again. Not content to take the lashes and started beating me with full force. The shots are not measured data from the Master, here is a pissed off male who wants to vent his frustration! After the first two shots are already out of breath, the fourth, hitting a shot which had arrived earlier, thrust his face into the pillow and scream with all my lungs. All three hits he asks me if I give in, I refuse. The punishment continues, now I got a dozen lashes, not stand it any longer, I'm going to give in, when the unexpected fall ... Lord who found the restaurant closed and took the pizza to take home. I will say that they heard my screams muffled already on the stairs. Entering and placing in three, handcuffed Johnson. I am
semisvenuta. The Lord sees that I have now drank seven liters of purge, sees in that state have been reduced, hugs me and says that the punishment is over and I have proved its capacity to suffer for you accompany me in the master bathroom, I removed the cap and I can finally relax and get spoiled. The nurse will take care of my little hole and my buttocks by applying soothing salves.
My loyalty was rewarded, I was readmitted as a femme de chambre For John, hard days are ahead, will have to undergo a period of rehabilitation at the Nurse consisting of a minimum of seven sessions of torture of at least two hours each. As the victim
Mrs. accompany me to witness the punishment, and knowing the severity of the treatment meted out by the nurse I would certainly not be in the shoes of John! Public
well all the Lord permits.
A hug from your partner. Barbara
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