E 'come the apocalypse 
I'm thinking of founding a party. I'll call it "The Maya have not." I realize this is long as the name for a party, but honestly I find it much more optimistic compared to what lies ahead. It just is co freedom, I am the future, people sti ... but what's that? On the one hand they want us to believe we're integrated into the system, on the other lodge doubt that we need greater freedom to believe in the future. I believe in the future provided around me ... all more or less disappear. To begin start deleting those who marry and then you meet in chat and say "yeah, but not so good" as if they wanted to share with their misfortunes and maybe we will run away a lunch break at the hotel. Then take out the ones that say "you're cute, too bad you never put the skirt" in reality only one that would stretch the shirts. Nor do I forget those that after seven years of engagement, one morning you wake up and come up with a "I do not know where is my place in the world" and then in the evening making out with heavy bitch Raffaella. Would keep alive the guests at weddings who steal the bouquet to the single-turn, that if it is cornered with a jump from rugby, ecstasy and alcohol are at the pool screaming like Tarzan and destroying the bouquet of flowers, while the poor bride screams desperate. It is understandable that so I digress? Ok, I admit. I have not even had sex this week. But I've got one in my hands ... the size is xl. And I've said it all. Not that the quality of a man can only judge based on measurements, but ... there is a difference and feel! Too bad that cosmetic surgery to enhance the male talent is not yet so advanced, we would have hordes of men worthy of living. My new friend, they rename Pizellone, also has the gift of education. If the connection drops during a conversation online, send sms to ask forgiveness for the inconvenience. If someone tells a new job calls for constant updates and takes notes. Effective use phrases like "you've got talent." He has dimples, immaculate hands and does not need to use your belt to feel like a made man in his masculinity. So I would advise those to which nature has given the bare minimum, to find the trick: the attention paid in the preliminaries can make the difference between a passable and fantastic. But if you do not know where to "put your hands" you can always learn the difficult art of attention. Also get a bidet can sometimes be more successful in a relationship, as well as ensure that socks and shoes have not become toxic weapons of mass destruction. Tell trips, rather than football, and if you prefer to remain silent when she asks you, because women always do, "what you're thinking" invented something romantic and dependable. "I thought maybe one of these weekends we can go together Ikea."
I'm thinking of founding a party. I'll call it "The Maya have not." I realize this is long as the name for a party, but honestly I find it much more optimistic compared to what lies ahead. It just is co freedom, I am the future, people sti ... but what's that? On the one hand they want us to believe we're integrated into the system, on the other lodge doubt that we need greater freedom to believe in the future. I believe in the future provided around me ... all more or less disappear. To begin start deleting those who marry and then you meet in chat and say "yeah, but not so good" as if they wanted to share with their misfortunes and maybe we will run away a lunch break at the hotel. Then take out the ones that say "you're cute, too bad you never put the skirt" in reality only one that would stretch the shirts. Nor do I forget those that after seven years of engagement, one morning you wake up and come up with a "I do not know where is my place in the world" and then in the evening making out with heavy bitch Raffaella. Would keep alive the guests at weddings who steal the bouquet to the single-turn, that if it is cornered with a jump from rugby, ecstasy and alcohol are at the pool screaming like Tarzan and destroying the bouquet of flowers, while the poor bride screams desperate. It is understandable that so I digress? Ok, I admit. I have not even had sex this week. But I've got one in my hands ... the size is xl. And I've said it all. Not that the quality of a man can only judge based on measurements, but ... there is a difference and feel! Too bad that cosmetic surgery to enhance the male talent is not yet so advanced, we would have hordes of men worthy of living. My new friend, they rename Pizellone, also has the gift of education. If the connection drops during a conversation online, send sms to ask forgiveness for the inconvenience. If someone tells a new job calls for constant updates and takes notes. Effective use phrases like "you've got talent." He has dimples, immaculate hands and does not need to use your belt to feel like a made man in his masculinity. So I would advise those to which nature has given the bare minimum, to find the trick: the attention paid in the preliminaries can make the difference between a passable and fantastic. But if you do not know where to "put your hands" you can always learn the difficult art of attention. Also get a bidet can sometimes be more successful in a relationship, as well as ensure that socks and shoes have not become toxic weapons of mass destruction. Tell trips, rather than football, and if you prefer to remain silent when she asks you, because women always do, "what you're thinking" invented something romantic and dependable. "I thought maybe one of these weekends we can go together Ikea." 
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