Happy New Year, demonacci! I noticed that you anticipated the fireworks this year ... Then I can wish you a wonderful 2009 and bloody, the way you like! Greetings! Image Latuff.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Philips Magnavox Dvd Recorder With Atsc Hd Tuner
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Happy New Year, demonacci! I noticed that you anticipated the fireworks this year ... Then I can wish you a wonderful 2009 and bloody, the way you like! Greetings!
Image Latuff.
Happy New Year, demonacci! I noticed that you anticipated the fireworks this year ... Then I can wish you a wonderful 2009 and bloody, the way you like! Greetings! Image Latuff.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
New Salon Welcome Letter
FOR CHRISTMAS, YOU EVIL DEMON
Gor has made the tree. It is a small body, loves traditions. He made his own, a fir skeleton found in the woods, bones of rats and snakes queues for decorations. There are also lights, some small candles which I do not want to know the origin. Gor is learning chemistry. She looks at me manipulate the ingredients in the laboratory, and I feel I've boiled the excess fat, one of my latest victim.
I reappeared at the window of the world to pay homage to my most sincere congratulations. It was a difficult year, I have repeated several times. By now most of you already happy with the fact that they reached this far. And you almost feel guilty ...
But the fault is not yours. There are supervisors, manipulator of minds, brains insidious operating in secret to carry out their demonic plans. Your only crime is to stand still, motionless, unable to scream your disappointment, caught in a chair and a screen. They tell you that things go wrong, and you're in the game, do not ask questions, to understand why, to explore beyond the veil.
Yet there are those who did not fare badly this Christmas. Villa in front of the fireplace, sipping a good wine, or on tropical beaches, or on the slopes of the mountain resorts, the most fashionable. Do not you think that the panettone slice of the discount, that does not know anything, with candies that seem snots coagulated, to throw down with a glass of sparkling wine that seems to foam cedar. They will not think about you, but we welcomed the position, as only autogloficandosi perverse demons can do.
I could tell you about the meaning of Christmas, the Christian charade, the miracle of life, but I fall so low. I just want to give you advice. Do something different this Christmas. Instead of being a bit 'better, be a little' meaner. To convey your evil responsible for your dissatisfaction, employers, bankers, politicians and industrialists. Tap into the demon-nature that is in you. There you have it, I've already said.
The tree of Gor shimmers in the bottom of the tower. He continues to decorate with an ingenuous smile and very frightening that deforms the face. He, like you, is prey to the cruellest of witchcraft: hope.
Hear the demon.
Be bad.
And Merry Christmas! 
Gor has made the tree. It is a small body, loves traditions. He made his own, a fir skeleton found in the woods, bones of rats and snakes queues for decorations. There are also lights, some small candles which I do not want to know the origin. Gor is learning chemistry. She looks at me manipulate the ingredients in the laboratory, and I feel I've boiled the excess fat, one of my latest victim. I reappeared at the window of the world to pay homage to my most sincere congratulations. It was a difficult year, I have repeated several times. By now most of you already happy with the fact that they reached this far. And you almost feel guilty ...
But the fault is not yours. There are supervisors, manipulator of minds, brains insidious operating in secret to carry out their demonic plans. Your only crime is to stand still, motionless, unable to scream your disappointment, caught in a chair and a screen. They tell you that things go wrong, and you're in the game, do not ask questions, to understand why, to explore beyond the veil.
Yet there are those who did not fare badly this Christmas. Villa in front of the fireplace, sipping a good wine, or on tropical beaches, or on the slopes of the mountain resorts, the most fashionable. Do not you think that the panettone slice of the discount, that does not know anything, with candies that seem snots coagulated, to throw down with a glass of sparkling wine that seems to foam cedar. They will not think about you, but we welcomed the position, as only autogloficandosi perverse demons can do.
I could tell you about the meaning of Christmas, the Christian charade, the miracle of life, but I fall so low. I just want to give you advice. Do something different this Christmas. Instead of being a bit 'better, be a little' meaner. To convey your evil responsible for your dissatisfaction, employers, bankers, politicians and industrialists. Tap into the demon-nature that is in you. There you have it, I've already said.
The tree of Gor shimmers in the bottom of the tower. He continues to decorate with an ingenuous smile and very frightening that deforms the face. He, like you, is prey to the cruellest of witchcraft: hope.
Hear the demon.
Be bad.
And Merry Christmas!
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