"Scusa, posso chiedere a te?" Prego dimmi. "Mi serve una presa scart maschio-femmina". Le scart maschio femmina? (mi guarda perplesso) Le scart...sono nel cestone. "Si ho visto, ma sono solo maschio-maschio, a me serve maschio-femmina, le avete?" (resta con la bocca aperta di 3/4) Aspetta che chiedo al mio collega. Le abbiamo le scart maschio-femmina? (il collega mi guarda interrogativo e accenna un ghigno pieno di doppisensi) Le scart maschio femmina? .... No....ma che ci devi fare? ( vorrei rispondere che il mio fidanzato ama legarmici al letto e che per motivi di feng shui dobbiamo rispettare certi equilibri, ecco perché male-female ... but did not change the expression to be stupid in the face) "I want to waive a defective decoder with a new scart." (I see him in the face that is connecting the wires to mind ... but it is not entirely convinced) Ah ... you have to go to another store, then . We are in Milan and we are in 2010. Yet there are still hundreds of thousands of people who are surprised that a woman is completely unable to put his hands behind a TV and air links ALONE. Let's leave that with the advent of digital terrestrial television would be good to each Euronics had a greater choice of scart sockets and coaxial cables, ignoring that the clerks of these stores should know that talk of "male-female" is not to make sexual advances, I can not accept that if I ask for a product you take it for granted that I have no idea what I'm asking, just because I have a pea between her legs . Who the hell was to allow people to return to the Stone Age? When, exactly, the men were allowed to use the word slut coupled to any woman's name? And who of us has left these so hairy that they could think that we can not do a damn if you do not nurse children, tidying the house and put on all fours? When exactly the motto "Women, slaves, washes the dishes and fucks" is back in vogue? I look
around. Neglect the ladies Filipino and Mexican. I look in the face of Italian women. There they were. Perfectly depilated. Their groin is so smooth that when you walk beside you just hear the sound of silk rubbed. The heel is challenging, but run with style and ease. The skirt is frufru the tank suggests that with so much silicone bra is not needed, and reminds us that Dior bag nonostate all, there would still be enough to restore budget sprint to the economy of Basilicata. These women, even if it does not have time to watch ... what's behind a television. And they, the so hairy that walk beside them, they love spending time with their mates to show that it is better to leave lose what is behind a television. Better naked on the bed on all fours. The DJ
His name is Roberto, 42 years old and I spin in clubs in Milan. He wants to know what they are. Normal, in response, is not enough. It is not important what I do for life. is important to know how I dress. "I'm casual." Ah, I see. I like girls with dresses, the heel 12 and a nice neckline. "And what's your clothes? Ever put a jacket and tie?" I am a DJ, I can dress as I please, but certainly not like that I'm concerned!
40 years and has a passion for good food. His conversations are most passionate about good things to eat and delicious things to cook. Raise recipes a go go, like a professional chef. Any outside intervention, especially women, with possible variants or with the revelation of the mythical "secret of Grandma" is not the least heard. The attitude is what's annoying, "but do you know." Touch only bow to his great culinary skill, until, by more specific questions, does not come out that his knowledge of cooking is limited to the menus of many restaurants in Milan. However spending mom and dad do it to him: "They know recognize the fresh fish and vegetables that do not march at once. "It is suspected that, on the way home from the market of the prodigal son, the holy woman, his mother's heir public calls" stoned "for his inability to use Modern phones, all that good of God will also cook. Lucky is the woman who is about to marry him.
To summarize
They call each other in front of the computer of one. Photos of the day are those of the ass of the soubrette turn. The comments are legitimate, "It '... are looking at the marble?" but exasperated by volume. It seems to be the female market. The news about: tennis players, journalists, actresses, ex wives, girlfriends with are stuffed p Uttana, bitch, bitch, bitch great. "You shut up, that nobody has requested" followed by a fat laugh, it's the least we can hear you say if you show a sign of political or economic thought.
If colleagues are laughing stopped and questioned each other about what the topic. They fear that you are talking about them. Sometimes they realize they cross the border than it is fair to say, but it lost the justification: "I would say certain things, but only because I heard yesterday in the pool of girls comment on the physique of someone who was certainly a model ... so do not be offended because you others do the same. "
Look, we do in the other pool, not in the office.
No, not Stone Age hominids. They have 40 years, children and a wife waiting for them at home, but come to work earlier and earlier. The office is their refuge and hiding place., Game room where you talk about football, fantasy, mobile, pussy seen on TV.
are men who have chosen the tough and courageous companions. Women who put them back in line just inside the door. Women who often lose the comparison.
Here I am on vacation. Bachelors are unrepentant that every time the supermarket are a girl who looks at them horny. They are the world champions of football, if only they had been the coach. They are gifted and sexy to the point that no one can say no to them.
They are men on vacation from their real life.
They call each other in front of the computer of one. Photos of the day are those of the ass of the soubrette turn. The comments are legitimate, "It '... are looking at the marble?" but exasperated by volume. It seems to be the female market. The news about: tennis players, journalists, actresses, ex wives, girlfriends with are stuffed p Uttana, bitch, bitch, bitch great. "You shut up, that nobody has requested" followed by a fat laugh, it's the least we can hear you say if you show a sign of political or economic thought.
If colleagues are laughing stopped and questioned each other about what the topic. They fear that you are talking about them. Sometimes they realize they cross the border than it is fair to say, but it lost the justification: "I would say certain things, but only because I heard yesterday in the pool of girls comment on the physique of someone who was certainly a model ... so do not be offended because you others do the same. "
Look, we do in the other pool, not in the office.
No, not Stone Age hominids. They have 40 years, children and a wife waiting for them at home, but come to work earlier and earlier. The office is their refuge and hiding place., Game room where you talk about football, fantasy, mobile, pussy seen on TV.
are men who have chosen the tough and courageous companions. Women who put them back in line just inside the door. Women who often lose the comparison.
Here I am on vacation. Bachelors are unrepentant that every time the supermarket are a girl who looks at them horny. They are the world champions of football, if only they had been the coach. They are gifted and sexy to the point that no one can say no to them.
They are men on vacation from their real life.
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