It was a day of rest, forced ... so longed desired expected this weekend (it is understood the compulsion of force majeure, ergo base money and need to calm things down) I am left "in panciolle! Yes, because not actually pulled my breath for almost a month or three weeks in which to bring my son was first in Rome Belfi lake shore, then up and down to Padua, but in places for my company, and besides, last but not least in Barcelona in an apotheosis of us to leave because ... already destroyed at least stagger the right for all continued undaunted in my two jobs if I No other conferences provide refueling for new and exciting adventures ... There is, of course well value of things when you get them from everything, nn know who said it, but this ... anke Nn only this but ... I'll
are noticed last weekend, in the end I am out with friends oh well and I enjoyed, I've been fooling around in overalls and shirt and pantafole Oh well, I restored the appearance of roominess to my room (and it's a miracle!), attached photos of birthday and Barcelona and ok. I talked with people shot places etc etc ... in the end more or less the same things that sometimes I find it hilarious, sometimes boring, but still the everyday life of a weekend ... what kind
Only there was no salt can go Anke, I can go and god knows what you want to do things ... but then if you stop and really think about it .... Well a week without her, and a week later I was accustomed to live nn
Fortuna ... at least that the technology we is helpful and then off to tell funny and strange things perhaps dreaming of log cabins ... ... lilliputziani
Chissù that has drawn today my favorite student ?!?!?!
But how strange, I did not know a Lilliputian
a little 'elf and dwarf for three quarters, the children looked
to nose up, up up up.
What a funny, his house is in my hand,
for a dragonfly airplane, spaceship for a marabou.
Lillibit play on a branch,
drawing in a blue sky,
pranks laughs uproariously,
crumbles the stars above, wu, wu, wu.
Mixing figs and fantasy, he
kitchen for the company,
jams, jokes and bins
cakes a bit salty, yuck!
But how strange, I did not know a Lilliputian
a little 'elf and dwarf for three quarters, the children looked
to nose up, up up up.
What a funny ...
Corre Corre Belfy the wake,
full of poetry and adventure, animals
read newspapers, so
without glasses.
joy reigns in the village,
is the strangest place we have, even the wind tumbles
happy
runs up the middle and goes.
[whispered:] But how strange, I did not know a Lilliputian
a little 'elf and dwarf for three quarters, the children looked
to nose up, up up up.
[Grandpa:] What a funny, so you do not know who is a dwarf ...
[Baby:] A little 'elf and three quarters nano, Ugh!
[Grandpa:] Oh yes! Watch children up to the nose!
[Child:] Come on up!?!
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