Tuesday, April 28, 2009

What Is The Top Speed Of A Honda 400ex

DJ and Miss CC!


boudjouk Ah! Ben down to Lucerne, there's been less than miracles up in the minaret of this band of procedural Econards. While the baba that I took these with crows! Well, as said the woman, this will teach me to go for the DJ to sing their CC in Latin cantatas con for not even get them to sign the Papelard ultimately.

hay all that and go back to my sheep. Say it is not long for the return Tholot Tchoka machine to lose. Must say that equipped with a state of mind which would have the envy of Patty Schnyder in the first round Tournament Camping des Iles, the girls have plunged direct right down to the bottom of the hole Allmend.
Well at least we did not make the trip for nothing since we recovered the passage friend Rene and Trigger lying around in the corner boui-Bouis. Not say you know Trigger? But yes that is our national Collombin as his buddies call him Versegères on high up there. No, but these two are hell around a bar and not surprising that the owner of The Gutter called 'bi-channels': Ben, yes, they hit the White and Blue-in the same time! Really no way c'tte team me I tell you. Good

where I was? Ah yes, Lucerne, our match was as exciting a contest to launch the Volume cumin stuttered in Romansh by Viola. It was the umpteenth confirmation that we Saborio was more useful than ever on the bench because as they say in Chandolin, number 9 on the back, it suits her as well as a hood with a crow. Due to the brink, I realize that with Tholot our Alberto took a big step forward to find promoted in the stands. From there to what happens to transfer it to the dreamer Pishyar, there's only one step I hasten to make backwards. Already that the future of the plucked Servette speak French like a Bedouin Scottish thee now that he has the ambition of the Salvi Baulmes, the certainties of the Bernasconi Xamax, but ultimately, this is just like the magician Roger because we have not seen a single spider out of his toad! Good
still glad they moleskin 3 points to these miracles of Aarau but to their credit, they have to say had landed at Whirlpool as motivated as the Garbani facing a bottle of Valser.

Speaking of this Mistinguett did you see that they chose me to be in the jury Miss Suisse Romande. Ben bonnard too and my personal opinion, there's no better choice since I had already been referee at the last Final Battles Cantonale Queens! Besides, being a bit much the Gaudi Valais, the measurements that knows me like my pocket is no problem to locate the teats of a good dairy and to identify those who fuck the horns to her boyfriend. And then above all, because I know recognize the eyes closed the sound of the bells of future queens, I would not have too many problems to sort through this band bells. Do not want to appear like an old macho when you got here but this case CALURA BipBip year round, although I think you'll come to understand the rule of four all these broads.

And worse, if they grumble after totomat final result, well it's clear that you can count on me ... ... for turning!



Friday, April 17, 2009

Chewbacca Maskstep Brothers

Cup has overflowed! Pete

From Tchieu! Do not you think c'tte back, just come to j'viens bercailles after five days of rioulle stinker. J'te am drawings but not next to a pintochée such, even the recruitment of youngsters Grimentz passes for goat piss. Eighteen per tire, not a word wrong because if I tell you a whopper, I promise to go on pilgrimage to hair with this Longeborgne Arpette Dupuis on his back, bellowing: 'Everything is possible in tennis Allegro, Switzerland, the king crossed the lift!

You do not know how to cafés y 'between Lucerne and Kriens Allmend Platz? Ben I know, no fewer than nineteen! If I know is that they were all done and we even managed to forget the friend Rene in the eighteenth, Kellerei the famous St. Georg in Kriens. He was trying to explain to those losers in Lucerne in Valais was used Pinot Maienfeld to squirt the windshield in the winter and melt the ice. By cons of Collombin, still no news so far but knowing him, he must surely be trying to trudge behind a big bump in one of these hills of Switzerland really primitive.

Good other than that, you know me, I'm not too boastful about the fact that we are going to tumble down by the Berne Convention for the eleventh time, and thanks to me, it goes back to fire the Rhone and to Batchiaz. In addition, the icing on the Läckerli the discolored Basel will watch our demonstration in front of his TV Finale to tug the jowls and redo the facade rather than the seat next to take the theories of wife drunk.

Well, what j'te say about this match in Lucerne. Tour that just was the best man on the pitch distilling all his experience gained after last year moultes button ... and Gutter to chat with my buddy Trinchero. As usual, the girls have failed to make frocks at the last minute but I was all based on pénos because you want to do what other When you've got a guy like that Saborio to the aims of a Securitas at 3am at the exit of a ball down in countryside at Branson. Well, fortunately we Beney saves the day but to be honest, I had never doubted for a second because as I always said, over FC Sion, Valais is through we will find ... .

And then I dunno if you got too follow but we have a new kozakh on the bench. It happened a little silly story with my attache operator who came to report problems with Bertine frequency and the rest of the little girls. Well, you know me, I master communication for many ages and I spend too much through the back of the spoon to cut through the heart of the matter, between Caen and two brothers Babel, I could not do as the inventor of the ski and Téléverbier, good old King Solomon and cut these two lads, so I decided to send my two-door papers explained that they go around a glass of Fendant rather than the key. Good
the Tholot, I am not too worried because he had the habit of making lourder recent seasons, so it will not make him too weird when it falls on his overcoat.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Fotografias De Mulheres Nuas

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To celebrate the publication of my fiftieth post, I was contacted by one of these clowns Sports Service of the TSR to do something in short reportage. This branlo told me it would take me to the world stage and loot in the crates, then Zouhe, I have not hesitated too. Good read this stuff and tell me how'd you like by placing a message at the bottom of the post.
Here is Zion, you have the Tower down in Geneva

Pierre-Alain Dupuis: Monday morning I park my Skoda in front of the door Octodurus, DC den ist. I redo the hair in the mirror and think back to the good advice that had given my new chief Massimo Lorenzi I loved that. Coming from someone who has interviewed more world leaders, Oskar Freysinger Pascal Couchepin Christophe Darbellay or another, it was advice not to ignore. Advice in hand, nothing could happen to a professional career for 20 years like me ... for proof

Hello Mr. Constantine, I was named the Golden Pigeon 2008 by rednecks site, you have advice for me not to think about it? It wears me moral ...
Christian Constantine: Yeah hello Jean-Francois! Bordine, you're not broke the cocoon for your first question to niouf, I already have not got to shake this morning.

Uh, is not Jean-François, but Pierre-Alain ... A
SCU j't'avais not recognized ... Must say I never watch sports on TV, it's as boring a game theory of Barberis downhill Goron! And then just not me ratiboiser because of your name because you, you're not fucking recognize the jerseys of the team to Gigi down in Barcelona, you know the pier replastered and discolored face.

Good but still, what do I do with this hair scratch?
Listen, a little way up to accept their Pigeonnau d'Or because it's nothing too serious, and that way you'll have your picture in The Vitamin Orangeade not. You know, my diary ... And then stop to catch the kiwi because you come to tell me that you won many awards in your career at TSR. Moreover, it should be an honor for you this price because you got to beat Grivel pulls the bean.

Talk sport ... Anything is possible in football, so what are your dreams for this season?
expressions such, it should not be you because you're not as taguenet that that, or? The dream is for dreamers, I'm a great builder of buildings, stadium, team football and then as well .... and you will readily admit, I'm good. I rêvatse although sometimes my broads of players manage to make three consecutive passes before shipping to the bottom but the clock is always brutal. For me, the dream is not to return the Cup to the plant but the plant in Martigny and dance with Rene on the bar of the gutter. It will seal in many corners of the nobs in Zion that make m'enquiquiner life.

When will you turn your telephone duo on the bench?
is already done in theory, but I need their paperwork to satisfy the Father Blatter, FIFA's Uncle Scrooge, then I pretend with these two briefcases, I already had to spend two hours to explain how to decipher my Zermatten texting. The really a stream of air between the ears suicidal.

Roland Columbine and Grand Rene could give you advice, no? They have experience in crisis situations ...
No, but you think that it makes the team? Rene is responsible for organizing midstream because he knows a lot about the "coup du milieu". As for Roland, it is rather the logistics and location of hotels, wineries and cellar bar which he is responsible. You know since he was bricked over his hump in Val d'Isere, he staked fastoche all stairways too required. It would not leave the girls to botzon down from below from below that already has the full pognes to treat mentally. What

(s) surprise (s) we get ready for the centenary of the club? Good
I do not want to walk before you can run because you'll still accuse me of selling the drill until you have drawn but for the centenary, there will be strong. I intend to offer to fans: one, our new stadium, two, a qualification for the Champions League and three wine drinking in the canteen because the Piquette Giroud me to dismantle the intestines. With that, I will bring a big international star of Sion.

Oh, you want to disembark or Messi Beckham to vibrate the stage? Moo
not, Yann Lambiel course. " What you're Niouc times, you really understand that business Pouic you.

Finally, you found a place for your stadium? Yeah
ben good between us, fuck to Ecône was as cunning as to engage the philosopher Roessli and this moth Jacobacci at the time. It's been six months that I have to type their Mass in Latin and I understand their gibberish slab and the more they end up never on time for cocktails. Well I'd like to put this point in the plain but Chamoson protected area because of tadpoles and robin at the con. Well I could ask the cowboy Veysonne to deal with environmentalists in their own way, but it's not my style.

What would be worse for you: losing Cup Final or be relegated?
I'd give you an answer as clear as the apricot Morand, neither one nor the other and vice versa. Cup is not being lost because the girls are too afraid to walk home by Rawyl and be stony Savièse by peasants in the dérupe Sanetch. As for relegation, you do not have too much chickweed, I already put in motion the legal machinery, as Vaduz is not even in Switzerland, so they make a championship between corporate bankers cut down and stop us taupe seats A. League You see, it's like if I asked to participate in the Calcio with FC Sion ... Though, one day it may come.

You served sauerkraut and 5000 people in support of meals, odors have been terrible, right? Oh my
porrami, you should have seen some festivals go fart in there through. Besides the guys from the research institute in Martigny new energy had never seen it. That evening, Y'avait more methane per cubic meter square in the stables to Jean-Marie Fournier Veysonne. And too bad for what was once more sausages on the plate than around a bar night at the Village, it would still not be choosy. Why

Did you Chassot nicknamed "Beep Beep" in your blog, because he often receives text messages?
You, you're as funny as a drink with Pirmin Zurbriggen to sip the holy water from Lourdes! Chassot, if he is called "Beep Beep" is not turned up for his time on the right wing of FC Sion, but rather for its speed between the Ticino and the Boulevard Bar ...

Massimo Lorenzi is our new leader ... That you are a master in human relations, you know how I could put it in your pocket? Bon ben
say that good to begin with, avoids bring him on the shelf or Timea Bacsinszky Fränzi Aufdenblatten. For you see, his style is rather Massimo Gut combined latex Swisscom ... Also tries to present one of your ex-girlfriends of HEJ (High School Journalisque ...) that told you 50% chance to hit you, that is to say, you, you wanted it not .. . And what if you promise him to find a scheme for the Viola stutters less and the players Paratte recognize at first glance, you can perhaps hope to take her morning coffee.

Mr. Constantine, happy birthday seems therefore the agenda! No but you're
tocson or good? It one party but not me my blog. I hope you have not brought as a gift a Pinot Geneva infected or worse for an Eye of Partridge Auvergnier is used in Valais shine pumps Pharaoh before our matches.

Frankly Mr. Constantine, after fifty posts appear on your blog, admit that you have a negro to write for you?
Want to catch a salad phalanx by the figure or good? I have done the united and popular Ayent Maurice Métral I read everything, so you can see the style I like to live right level for you compose an essay in French the comforts of home. Besides, do not Mariolle here because I bet I have more readers on my blog waiting for you when you admirers of Yves Allegro in the locker room exit Screw Cup!

So you continue the adventure?
More than ever the contrary! Somebody contacted journalists to those of Weirdoes Blick Lémanique have something interesting to publish. Bon ben so much more of it this hand! Stop a bit with your questions without head or tail and pays me a bucket instead. You got to pass it on your expense report from Barcelona but this time not fall awry of the office, otherwise, for your promo, you might even make you the moles by Blattner!

In 20-year career, I rarely had in front of me francs speakers as Mr. Constantine. Fortunately my experience, my constant questioning and my legendary good humor allowed me to ignore small peaks friendly launched by this great man of football in Western Switzerland. Go, because everything is possible in football and well show you that I learn quickly, I'm starting: Health and ... you drink one, or?

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Transporter Mission High Heels

Strip bells!

NY, do not you think as this epic, I went to after Abhi! At first I thought it was in Turkey this village, but luckily Rene who knows his geography as well as an aperitif me proud as a Freysinger said that corn was far from it-by Arabia, and according to him, I should not start with m'acoquiner Yalatolahs in sandals. It's not really all that suited me because since I had rented a two-seater Piper at Bagnoud Air Glaciers, I could certainly not do it in one go and honestly, calling at Jakarta, I 'm serious pain in the neck.
According
friend Rene, they have so much dough there that when you go ask a keel, do you believe in safes at the UBS ... well before these tablards bankers think they're in Saxon casino and lose everything on the green carpet. Speaking of stuff that schlingue, I took my débarcation over there to meet our Herr Rexona and set 'way CC' the last little details of cancellation of his contract. In other words, 'You m'dois nothing j'te have less than nothing, touch and we pogne Zouhe the canis! I wonder what he went over there masturbate in a league filled with old glories as you believe you at dinner the third age savièsans patois. Well certainly it leads finally to his level but I am not sure that's a good idea to expose our former Rexona boy at such temperatures. In any case, I would not sniff his socks at 8 in the evening!

One thing that struck me at the end of visiting these Abhistes is qu'ya not a chick in the pub. I want to be a macho old Evolène here but the advantage they have in this country is that they were able to put the woman where she is the most effective, so behind the furnace. In addition, it seems they have only one right, the right to remain silent and that it is not the question that they withdrew. Too good that!

Well you know how it feels good to get out of the mountains because the girls me again 'annoyed' by doing a remake of the 'Great Disappointment' to-bottom in Aargau. As usual, their position on set plays was as strategic as that of a wolf in the sight of Flobert Jean-René Fournier, you know, the voice of God on high Econe the State of Valais.
You know me, I throw the stone easily Would there but not enough in the Rhone pebbles to polish this boffiot of Sarni. No, but he managed to knock out a ball for a corner when not qu'y'avait Aarau 20 meters around. Bottom line, 1-0 on our umpteenth foul is. Want to make him cheuleu to suicidal, I would have to transfer in the low-Servette and we could perhaps send a duo-pack promotion with Virgil. Not but what capion suicidal because his sense of purpose worthy of a bomb Landsturm drunk behind a barrel above the Simplon, we're not out of the woods.

Besides, After the match, I did not put gloves to do in the lace, I initially sent the chicks jogging for 20 terminals. You ought to see them go out of breath running after the bus between the gadout Brugliefeld and the next highway exit. I hope it made them at the feet of this band canaillous because I can not even count on Bertine or other officer of PTT for praise. They are barely able to leave them citing their mental fatigue and a need to make the big empty.
I'll give me excuses like the coconut. By dint of a vacuum in their pods, when my little girls will give us some head butts on the ground, it will chime in as dry down in the Vatican ...