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NY, I want even though it's summer but you still have not thought that I had gone to milk the chickens with boxing gloves? Well no, because it's time for awards in football business cooked up by the penny-pinchers of Visp. So you know me, I did not want to be left out because I usually know thank people properly by Whirlpool. So no one nor the other, I decided to Couchepin on the subject. So I put to vote all by myself by consulting with myself and finally deciding to impose the thing right down to its rightful owner.

Neither Caesar or Constantine Gold or other bullshit like that, I give them or throw it as a small gift from nothing .... I hope he was not too rossaillon for once by choosing the eleven Initially, a winner and a miserable finish to Gaspoz winner ..... You be the judge!

1. The Golden Ball ; shot on Nwaneri to remind everyone he has farted in the channel through its ups the 'millimeter'

- Medal of chocolate: Alberto Costa Rico

2. The hump of Gold: that in the calosse ... you thought what? Ben, this Prize from direct in up to Versegères or rather an outline dérupe where Roland has temporarily 'parked' his crate for the night!
- Medal chocolate Bagnoud, the former deputy confectioner 'Leytron

3. The Gold Con: landing 'on Kali to be increased from zero to hero's fan club in less time than it takes to type a Red Side on TSR journalist

- Medal of chocolate: Ouli, mustache waggle. They forgot to scrub the Karcher before moving to the turnstile.

4. Le Cep d'Or delivered to Alberto Sabordio for his contribution to efficient and regular harvesting Fendant AOC Zion, even in midsummer.

- Medal of chocolate: the Garbani. For his efforts to reduce the production of Pinot Auvernier green, the brave ....

5. The Golden Sepp (bis) : balanced with momentum and cons to repay PTT skyscraper in Visp who wants to FC Sion cow milking these gnollus FIFA! From djieu, if he wants a suicidal course of law, he spends at the office Monday morning nine hours for me to explain how.

- Medal of chocolate: the City of Zion. Y will be less clever when I moved all the girls in the lower-Riddes.

6. The Golden Beney: with a name like that, you want to fuck what they say because as a Bruson, there's no apples on pear. This award is not for us to have qualified as low-in Lucerne that I could do it alone .... it's just to say thank you for having the 'buffoon' replacement.
- Medal of chocolate: you want the whole list here, or?

7. The Golden Pumpkin : Packed with 'care' for my girlfriend so she Gigi ratiboise the north face with a decoction to squash Saxon ..... After that, she will flank less scared his new coach if she would like the 'cuddle'.

- Medal of chocolate: the Portoles Tower from below in Geneva

8. The Camera d'Or : Tribune offered to North 'thanks' for their banners boots 5 years would envy this Dadet Jerome Ruedin. Special mention to those big tadjets Red Side to have been able to establish close contact with TSR to promote their artistic talents.

- Medal of chocolate: Massimo Hefner for his diatribe after anti-hooligan salad phalanges eaten by his men in the North Stand.

9. The Golden Honeymoon : awarded to the duo Rene and Roland for their 'exploits' respective down on the bar of the gutter. Special Mention still for Roland has gone off the road for three days down to Lucerne.

- Medal of chocolate: Half of Valais after our victory in the lower-Bern

10. The Golden Tarp ; balanced in Sport Service of the City of Zion for us to have packed the stadium Tourbillon with plastic pallets pouraves and Pete ... Without all the mountains around, one would have believed in the lower- Bamako.

- Medal of chocolate: the town of Sierre for its annual efforts to patch up the slums of Graben

11. La Pomme d'Or : harvested for Brellier to the 'thank' for his overall contribution to the team this season. Corporal who brought me should be arrested for having unearthed a Gusse same ... finally become sporting director Xamax back a bit the same!

- Medal of chocolate: our Egyptian with my two excuses for his absences would be envious of this meinteux Tapie.

And finally, we keep the 'best' to the end!

The Marc Roger Golden: 'offered' to that of Waldemar Arpette for pâlement imitated sports management from the former wizard of finance Servette. Bordine, arriving trashing the canaries in less than 2 years while trumpeting his experience 'successful' in LS to give himself airs, frankly, I wonder how he mocks the holder in place yet suicidal.
- Medal of chocolate: Alain Geiger ... so he will have at least won something this season!

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HISTORY OF ASSOCIATION

L Association APAF PARIX XV is an association which was created in 1981 by parents of English students living in the 15th arrondissement of Paris, and whose children were attending classes at the "Aula de Grenelle.

Its purpose was to gather all the Spaniards living in the 15th arrondissement of Paris:

- Share cultural activities (dance flamenco, guitar, theater, tours of monuments) and sports (body language) .
- Participate in briefings on their rights in Spain and France.
- organize parties and gatherings.

The association APAF PARIS XV aims to promote the language and English culture.

It will be very active in the struggle for the maintenance of English courses.

APAF PARIS XV is open to all, and now many nationalities are represented among our members.

Today, we offer courses Flamenco dance and body expression.
We continue to organize festivals and cultural events.

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Bordine LEASE! I hope you saw how these weeks? And to think that all these bourbines League anti-Zion-bottom Muri thought I would take in the ass on the line. Well, finally they have seen how whacked it into the hut-warming it in the Old Country. You know me, it's not my style I ouit before the first micro lying around and out of banalities as useless as a check signed by Marc Roger. Let me just tell you here that in fact I was sure it clicks franc would eventually happen in my interim team.

Moreover, the success of recent weeks confirms that the old saying by Savièse 'The rain fills the attic of April'. Well, we can not say more so because otherwise it would be wrong because a bit like Fournier who struts with a stuffed wolf on his desk, me hand, I walk with the Swiss Cup in the seat of the Porsche with a nice ticket for the Euro League-foo stuff stuck on it. Well, I still hope that with this latest invention of this scoundrel Platoche will prevent our annual pilgrimage to Ried because y'en is tired of going to exhibit my femelettes bumpkins of Tyrolese piled on banks flat wrong.

Dunno if you got busted the last survey of Pravda Valais but after our win in Cup, FC Sion became the darling of all Romands, well, except of course those who have a close relative camera, or worse, a journalist friend at the Sports Service of the TSR. Since this survey was built on a method as robust as that of the expense of British MPs, I can say without false modesty as the flagship sport romand is my FC Sion to me. Well, you tell me when you got as adversaries, the overrated LHC, the drunken gadabout the Patrouille des Glaciers and even worse, the Swiss Fribourg Olympic midgets, you're sure to win right c'tte comp. You

see we had so much wind in the rump in May we finally easily saved our skin on, especially against the weaklings of Xamax. Well you could argue that if not beat a team coached by a guy with no paper and the former Nati converted in the systematic sinking of all clubs which are touched, there remained for us to hide us from on high in the Rawyl tunnel. Here, it lacks more than a dreamer Bernasconi brings us back to full frocard billion as athletic director and it could be a remake of the Servette missed landing in the sub-Swiss football leagues.

Well, let's not cow because I'm very happy for once saw I could keep a coach longer than six weeks. It demonstrates that with age I am learning to be patient and listen to the woman from time to time. One that should take a leaf is the revamped snout to Gigi Oeri. I object in addition to having transferred without the laugh once Christian Gross, you know, the boy Cenovis of Novartis party. Ask him to pack his bags after he has fulfilled its closets valium Swiss Champion titles, the ambulance is a little shit who says anything to charity bazaar.

Well, it's summer soon and girls are on holiday ... we wonder why especially Ricardo Sabordio has too winnowed the field in recent months. As for me, not so much because balcono the summer menu is transfer market, Zurich court and sauerkraut with top-Pascal Chemin-Dessus. Too bad because what was already more Urfer Corporal us back crayfish, here you there no one fell in the basket of crabs tended by Blatter, the chief prosecutor of the band Picsous FIFA. But as

not do it for me! I always had the cunning hand through the maze of justice and from an old shark business like me, You can trust me to step out behind as Big John.