A year ago this was not updated. Today, my other self, body multipurpose tourism, art, Italian translation and bar tops, has decided to welcome the new year with a blog heartbreaking: the death of the blog and that of the furciacas Internet.
And I, in a break from my chores to which I have spent part of 2009, dark year for furciaquismo as well have said my colleague, I prepared to respond. Why not do it here ...
NO!. That's my opinion. I refuse for this to die, in fact I intend to continue. What if 2010 was again a year of glory for power furciaco?.
Look at him, he does not want this to end. Milky is happy and his face reflects that indelible smile over while always identified. Because, although the time passes, lives change and modify these processes are also our personal circumstances (and now instead of going out on a Monday and return home on a Wednesday we dedicate ourselves to write papers on industrial land and mythology to work ) ... Why will not have room for more surreal furciaquismo?.
This does not end. I do not want, and here ** or Buddha or Patty masters all the river!.
return, with or without exams, boyfriends or not, over kilos or less, but always the same feeling. The to laugh and have fun at any time.
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