also em hepy
th joo! The most incredibly awful long time, greyscale and depression come a better tomorrow. nahazuje everything into those incredibly optimistickejch tracks that lead to the station Happiness. It's Fíla may consider Tallinn and perhaps it was my own a bit, hopefully Jojojoooo ... I just love, I'm in love!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Terry Lightspeed Fotos
second time? -? With a hint
two o'clock in the morning, or evening? I wonder at 02:00 pm in the evening or morning? Your comments and leave comments in the comments to this article, thank you. And more. I am happy about, probably a lot of happy, somehow my last time doing anything, except that not a lot of money and working for a sight-devil take it. Mentally I level. Hurrrááá! I plan things too much, too velkejch things? What? So far, everything is at the stage of dreams, so nomohu could tell you why. This is a bad thing and everything will collapse as a house of cards and I want to be a fool Žďárec!
two o'clock in the morning, or evening? I wonder at 02:00 pm in the evening or morning? Your comments and leave comments in the comments to this article, thank you. And more. I am happy about, probably a lot of happy, somehow my last time doing anything, except that not a lot of money and working for a sight-devil take it. Mentally I level. Hurrrááá! I plan things too much, too velkejch things? What? So far, everything is at the stage of dreams, so nomohu could tell you why. This is a bad thing and everything will collapse as a house of cards and I want to be a fool Žďárec!
Monday, July 21, 2008
Best Friend Forgiveness Poems
in a jazz song with a hint of pop,
fading, but only at your initiative.
uncompromisingly sharp turns and M-
again and I am of all per mole.
Again keep an eye on the bottom of the feet is
cold at the bottom of the glass, the bottom of the bottle,
are all tired, worse than sewage.
"You took pills today?"
"do you think on your head?
not, they're shit!"
The jazz song with a touch of punk
looking to mark your favorite drink.
CE rigorously alternating Gecko
Finish the last drop, just everything.
I turn on the bottom
it looked easy.
all alone at the bottom of the sky, where I was
not you? The Ministry of the
, my thinking
world?
not, there are deceitful.
The jazz song with a hint of techno, is disappearing
me inspiration to all.
Ecko Ecko turns uncompromising,
that it was my destiny? Hardly.
Now is the bottom of my ceiling
kick her own grave. Well
me so I'm an idiot,
was too stingy to the emotions, the body
my rope swings in the cold drafts
but that I do not care.
How To Make Polkadot Dress Pretty Woman
Haluza the castle:)
Weekend was a cruel too cruel ... In Saturday's races, third-Tallinn is a treasure:) it's him:
. Evening I went home to celebrate it. Initially common spree in pub, but that has degenerated into a brilliant idea to go visit Kuněticka mountain, which hosted the Festival of Czech castles. We arrived after midnight and that means that we would not pay admission, so we ošéfovali it slightly differently:) In the area I came through backstage. Sekuriťák vykecával with someone so that my brother went through just to get in there drzovku and nobody even cared, "If he can, I can too!" I think, and I climb behind him, suddenly sekuriťák said: "Miss, belt you? "unflinchingly reveal the wrist where the bracelet still shines from Ostrava. Gorilka smiles and says:" Thanks! "Uaááá there comes an incredible euphoria of it all, Sunshine smažej, people Pareja, Semtex-necked vodka flows free from a back drop Airfare finishing the festival .... I do not know where to take that energy, but it was a great party:) After returning to the homeland a couple of nostalgic songs from the album Freaks no.1 Belo ČAGO potácím and to die.
Weekend was a cruel too cruel ... In Saturday's races, third-Tallinn is a treasure:) it's him:
. Evening I went home to celebrate it. Initially common spree in pub, but that has degenerated into a brilliant idea to go visit Kuněticka mountain, which hosted the Festival of Czech castles. We arrived after midnight and that means that we would not pay admission, so we ošéfovali it slightly differently:) In the area I came through backstage. Sekuriťák vykecával with someone so that my brother went through just to get in there drzovku and nobody even cared, "If he can, I can too!" I think, and I climb behind him, suddenly sekuriťák said: "Miss, belt you? "unflinchingly reveal the wrist where the bracelet still shines from Ostrava. Gorilka smiles and says:" Thanks! "Uaááá there comes an incredible euphoria of it all, Sunshine smažej, people Pareja, Semtex-necked vodka flows free from a back drop Airfare finishing the festival .... I do not know where to take that energy, but it was a great party:) After returning to the homeland a couple of nostalgic songs from the album Freaks no.1 Belo ČAGO potácím and to die. Monday, July 14, 2008
Washing Machine Transmission Squeaks
Colours of Ostrava 2008-šrumce, massacres, rozsekávky unprecedented!
Ostrava, Ostrava! Genius largest caliber I sliced \u200b\u200bright on Thursday. Teatro Novogo Queue and its Doppelgänger project - Hermetisches Theaterkabinett II, was an incredible spectacle, a feast for the eyes and brain and soul. It is a pity that when it came to words, how do I rozumněla parsley goat, something I picked up slightly, but that I was absolutely convinced about what I do understand it can not really say. However, the actors spoke body, and it is sometimes more than the Commons on Friday ... rozsekávka as Tanya Tagag. Inuitky that is not afraid of it. Throat singing accompanied beatboxer, cello and bongama was really strong experience, I just stood there with open papules and shaking his head in disbelief and I was not alone. I think the audience would want from a trance as I am always on time ... and applause, it was a solid rumble ... Saturday start date by festival live on Baumaxa Xavier, but I gently mixed drink převoltila (read-irrational ratio of vodka and energ.nápoje) and Dan Barta and Illustratosphere I was the perfect wave, but then I fell down the stone and I went for a little while die in a tent ... Haha, Alas, I nezamhouřila eye. For this I have great poplavila the storm, which came from the vermilion. Wounds from both cannons, lightning crossed the sky ... ... the beauty of the change in pressure is collapsing my friend, that's worse ... Sinead hear from a distance but it just bores me, so I'm not sorry that I come active ... now fully fit and eager for Goldfrapp. One poorly rolled straw can spoil the mood ... yeah ... really a straw-rolled cigars in her back improves, I'm serious:) Well then it was šrumec nevídanej ... in seven people (or how many there actually was) able to British conjure these hutnej sound so that it slowly as the orchestral sound and the projection of color behind them, massacre! Sunday, the last day of the festival, money docházej, wet things are starting to rot, dirt on the foot can be considered and lungs ... it hurts to Beit and so it was, too. Slam Poetry on the COO, I'm cut at the very beginning of the day. Could I do not sleep ... I really liked it, and I decided that I slamerem. With the life held by the entire day and seek for a rhyme for rhyme ... Accidentally I went to Mako! Mako. Excellent little man. I recommend. Started pee again and the sky hail size candy BonPari. In this so stay and waiting to 100 degrees. Disappointed or not significantly happier ... And then, then played the old boudoir ladies, haha! My heart matter most. They feel happy when you leave the show. Nezbytnej peaks and Tosh Meets Marley, a good combination. Wow. Again the rozpršlo, as if that were not enough good ... well, I heard Les BOukakes and then together we went with a new friend at the final party Kolorsů whole. GOGOLA Bordello's already cooked when we arrived. Well, well ... The people you look tančej and laugh and I laugh too and then I'm fine. I enjoy observing the crowd, how one man uses. The train ride was quite disgusting, rather de-assembling, or I'll be mad again. This was my dream vacation!
Ostrava, Ostrava! Genius largest caliber I sliced \u200b\u200bright on Thursday. Teatro Novogo Queue and its Doppelgänger project - Hermetisches Theaterkabinett II, was an incredible spectacle, a feast for the eyes and brain and soul. It is a pity that when it came to words, how do I rozumněla parsley goat, something I picked up slightly, but that I was absolutely convinced about what I do understand it can not really say. However, the actors spoke body, and it is sometimes more than the Commons on Friday ... rozsekávka as Tanya Tagag. Inuitky that is not afraid of it. Throat singing accompanied beatboxer, cello and bongama was really strong experience, I just stood there with open papules and shaking his head in disbelief and I was not alone. I think the audience would want from a trance as I am always on time ... and applause, it was a solid rumble ... Saturday start date by festival live on Baumaxa Xavier, but I gently mixed drink převoltila (read-irrational ratio of vodka and energ.nápoje) and Dan Barta and Illustratosphere I was the perfect wave, but then I fell down the stone and I went for a little while die in a tent ... Haha, Alas, I nezamhouřila eye. For this I have great poplavila the storm, which came from the vermilion. Wounds from both cannons, lightning crossed the sky ... ... the beauty of the change in pressure is collapsing my friend, that's worse ... Sinead hear from a distance but it just bores me, so I'm not sorry that I come active ... now fully fit and eager for Goldfrapp. One poorly rolled straw can spoil the mood ... yeah ... really a straw-rolled cigars in her back improves, I'm serious:) Well then it was šrumec nevídanej ... in seven people (or how many there actually was) able to British conjure these hutnej sound so that it slowly as the orchestral sound and the projection of color behind them, massacre! Sunday, the last day of the festival, money docházej, wet things are starting to rot, dirt on the foot can be considered and lungs ... it hurts to Beit and so it was, too. Slam Poetry on the COO, I'm cut at the very beginning of the day. Could I do not sleep ... I really liked it, and I decided that I slamerem. With the life held by the entire day and seek for a rhyme for rhyme ... Accidentally I went to Mako! Mako. Excellent little man. I recommend. Started pee again and the sky hail size candy BonPari. In this so stay and waiting to 100 degrees. Disappointed or not significantly happier ... And then, then played the old boudoir ladies, haha! My heart matter most. They feel happy when you leave the show. Nezbytnej peaks and Tosh Meets Marley, a good combination. Wow. Again the rozpršlo, as if that were not enough good ... well, I heard Les BOukakes and then together we went with a new friend at the final party Kolorsů whole. GOGOLA Bordello's already cooked when we arrived. Well, well ... The people you look tančej and laugh and I laugh too and then I'm fine. I enjoy observing the crowd, how one man uses. The train ride was quite disgusting, rather de-assembling, or I'll be mad again. This was my dream vacation!
Monday, June 30, 2008
Labeled Parts Of Engine
...
Slejvák like crazy
water falls to the ground.
šněrují sky lightning
empower me sorrows.
As if it were already a few times, when
chčilo sharply from the sky, I gave
Vale joy
I was soaked to the bone.
rained on me that your fear
of my heart, leaving only dust.
is wrong with you all the same,
one more chance Give me!
That is not the time,
toje CEC, we both know it ...
Am I waiting for the machine?
What's next, I do not know.
I do not like May,
I think you're an asshole, maybe I do not speak clearly
Czech?
dying in a quiet nice.
be angry and make this terrible work, it would
so you enjoyed it! Before
through the eyes of my worries,
bleed from the head just small things.
Are my feelings a cruel killer,
was just a nasty turn,
sight of a black belt lift off,
big sign on the wall, SAVE ME!
Can you play the big snob,
it goes again from scratch.
freedom, we draw,
ready for the next race.
Slejvák like crazy, I do not like
May,
water falls to the ground,
I think you're an asshole.
šněrují sky flashes, perhaps
speak clearly in Czech?
empowers me grief
dying in a quiet nice.
As if it were already a few times,
be angry and make this terrible work
when the sky suddenly chčilo,
it would be so pleased you! I gave
vale pleasure
eyes just worry
I was soaked to the bone.
bleed from the head just small things.
rained on me that your fear, you are my feelings
cruel killer
of my heart, leaving only dust
was just a nasty turn,
is wrong with you all the same,
sight of a black belt lift off,
one more chance to give me!
big sign on the wall, SAVE ME!
That is not the time,
know how to play the big snob,
toje CEC, we both know it ...
it goes again from scratch.
Am I waiting for the machine?
we regain freedom,
what will happen, I do not know.
ready for the next race.
Slejvák like crazy
water falls to the ground.
šněrují sky lightning
empower me sorrows.
As if it were already a few times, when
chčilo sharply from the sky, I gave
Vale joy
I was soaked to the bone.
rained on me that your fear
of my heart, leaving only dust.
is wrong with you all the same,
one more chance Give me!
That is not the time,
toje CEC, we both know it ...
Am I waiting for the machine?
What's next, I do not know.
I do not like May,
I think you're an asshole, maybe I do not speak clearly
Czech?
dying in a quiet nice.
be angry and make this terrible work, it would
so you enjoyed it! Before
through the eyes of my worries,
bleed from the head just small things.
Are my feelings a cruel killer,
was just a nasty turn,
sight of a black belt lift off,
big sign on the wall, SAVE ME!
Can you play the big snob,
it goes again from scratch.
freedom, we draw,
ready for the next race.
Slejvák like crazy, I do not like
May,
water falls to the ground,
I think you're an asshole.
šněrují sky flashes, perhaps
speak clearly in Czech?
empowers me grief
dying in a quiet nice.
As if it were already a few times,
be angry and make this terrible work
when the sky suddenly chčilo,
it would be so pleased you! I gave
vale pleasure
eyes just worry
I was soaked to the bone.
bleed from the head just small things.
rained on me that your fear, you are my feelings
cruel killer
of my heart, leaving only dust
was just a nasty turn,
is wrong with you all the same,
sight of a black belt lift off,
one more chance to give me!
big sign on the wall, SAVE ME!
That is not the time,
know how to play the big snob,
toje CEC, we both know it ...
it goes again from scratch.
Am I waiting for the machine?
we regain freedom,
what will happen, I do not know.
ready for the next race.
Deflamed Characterletter
Igloo in the tent, and notice a new life.
So here we are again bezspánkovejch one of those nights when just could not sleep. Well, at least to something that is good ... keep on blogging that made me to sleep. I decided that I change something, not that you change anything, but you change all that! Starting job (and thus possibly ending) ... because I do not do almost anything else than that I am at work, as would not, even though I live here ... All this will be passé, move your back to her mother and father and I have unsettled nerves ... And why in the Igloo tent? Well, because yesterday I was preserved to a great band Igloo, which featured in the accompanying program of theater festival in HK, orchards and tent. Konzertík (yes really konzertík-40 minutes a few hell) me but very comfortable and pleased rozplesal soul. After preservation of the Afrikaner and Gyros kofola in Aries. Classic. Further work on just about ... Here it is!
it is so!
This is so if someone is good, so has great
limb.
This is so when someone is God, he
crabs reproduce,
It is as if someone is cool, it's just
ox.
When someone is rock
so it will be crazy. When someone is
disco, drink only
Frisco.
When someone is funky
occupying stalls. When someone is
punk
dancing like a tank!
It is as if someone is fresh,
running for their lives.
This is so when someone is grog,
likely to take drugs.
This is so when someone tries
neobnaží themselves.
When someone is rock
so it will be crazy. When someone is
disco, drink only
Frisco.
When someone is funky
occupying stalls. When someone is
punk
dancing like a tank!
This is so, it is still early,
flow of tears.
This is so when it's too long,
lacks the magic.
This is so when you do not have forces
about you drank too much.
When someone is rock
so it will be crazy. When someone is
disco, drink only
Frisco.
When someone is funky
occupying stalls. When someone is
punk
dancing like a tank!
It is as if nestojíš upright,
controls you cold.
This is so when you kroužíš around
looking for the right word.
This is so, and if you do not have enough
invades you angry!
So here we are again bezspánkovejch one of those nights when just could not sleep. Well, at least to something that is good ... keep on blogging that made me to sleep. I decided that I change something, not that you change anything, but you change all that! Starting job (and thus possibly ending) ... because I do not do almost anything else than that I am at work, as would not, even though I live here ... All this will be passé, move your back to her mother and father and I have unsettled nerves ... And why in the Igloo tent? Well, because yesterday I was preserved to a great band Igloo, which featured in the accompanying program of theater festival in HK, orchards and tent. Konzertík (yes really konzertík-40 minutes a few hell) me but very comfortable and pleased rozplesal soul. After preservation of the Afrikaner and Gyros kofola in Aries. Classic. Further work on just about ... Here it is!
it is so!
This is so if someone is good, so has great
limb.
This is so when someone is God, he
crabs reproduce,
It is as if someone is cool, it's just
ox.
When someone is rock
so it will be crazy. When someone is
disco, drink only
Frisco.
When someone is funky
occupying stalls. When someone is
punk
dancing like a tank!
It is as if someone is fresh,
running for their lives.
This is so when someone is grog,
likely to take drugs.
This is so when someone tries
neobnaží themselves.
When someone is rock
so it will be crazy. When someone is
disco, drink only
Frisco.
When someone is funky
occupying stalls. When someone is
punk
dancing like a tank!
This is so, it is still early,
flow of tears.
This is so when it's too long,
lacks the magic.
This is so when you do not have forces
about you drank too much.
When someone is rock
so it will be crazy. When someone is
disco, drink only
Frisco.
When someone is funky
occupying stalls. When someone is
punk
dancing like a tank!
It is as if nestojíš upright,
controls you cold.
This is so when you kroužíš around
looking for the right word.
This is so, and if you do not have enough
invades you angry!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Can Tylonol Cause Constipation In Infants?
Well shit ...
better times are flashes, but not for me ... shame ... it looked promising. So another "emo" poem. Willy-nilly, directly controls the world at least mine, perhaps only temporarily, fuck! Another atrocity is zowe COMBUSTION it is already very optimistic ... SOU:
COMBUSTION:
I feel as toulavej dog
kterýho drove cat
what happened today,
never nedočkáš. You
burner second chance, he's
opportunity to invite me to dance.
you kick her in the kidney,
opportunity writhes, now I know
to wait for you were crazy, but crazy
a rich kingdom.
lives in the hope that drives him forward
unfortunately left with only his insight ulcer. The
in untreated form
causes grief, crying and so on.
... Moments later, an hour of ghosts
started ringing in my right ear ...
Once I said to myself: "Would that be your memory!"
Today I shout like mad: "Vary away from my Srdinko!"
I just orvanou honor
even that is uncertain, it not going
deceit
my hands I read. You
burner third chance
's had the opportunity to invite me to dance.
Zakopal did it in the country
I know that you are better off without me.
disappointment I do not want to experience more than once,
want to go and enjoy life. The sores
put some ice around
mushrooms then top honey.
Then everything will be fine,
dry feet and I turn on the water. The Witching Hour
being dismissed,
how you liked the song?
When you're at it check out the EMA http://and1-koli.webovastranka.cz / Is it right for it ... really! (Emopanelák forever!)
better times are flashes, but not for me ... shame ... it looked promising. So another "emo" poem. Willy-nilly, directly controls the world at least mine, perhaps only temporarily, fuck! Another atrocity is zowe COMBUSTION it is already very optimistic ... SOU:
COMBUSTION:
I feel as toulavej dog
kterýho drove cat
what happened today,
never nedočkáš. You
burner second chance, he's
opportunity to invite me to dance.
you kick her in the kidney,
opportunity writhes, now I know
to wait for you were crazy, but crazy
a rich kingdom.
lives in the hope that drives him forward
unfortunately left with only his insight ulcer. The
in untreated form
causes grief, crying and so on.
... Moments later, an hour of ghosts
started ringing in my right ear ...
Once I said to myself: "Would that be your memory!"
Today I shout like mad: "Vary away from my Srdinko!"
I just orvanou honor
even that is uncertain, it not going
deceit
my hands I read. You
burner third chance
's had the opportunity to invite me to dance.
Zakopal did it in the country
I know that you are better off without me.
disappointment I do not want to experience more than once,
want to go and enjoy life. The sores
put some ice around
mushrooms then top honey.
Then everything will be fine,
dry feet and I turn on the water. The Witching Hour
being dismissed,
how you liked the song?
When you're at it check out the EMA http://and1-koli.webovastranka.cz / Is it right for it ... really! (Emopanelák forever!)
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Can You Transfer From Old Games To Heart Gold
Wow, it was time again!
probably in my conscience or what they removed and once again embark on thin ice blogging (if this is possible in my case at all to say). For a long time that I lived "offline" It happened to quite a few, but nothing záživnýho so voraz:) some of my fancies básnickýho intestines come out, of course with those potrápím everyone who nakoukne! So uno, two, drei here is the first product of a sick mind carrying Name
pitcher.
When sorrows are heavier than sleep, lack of
despair pitcher. So
; long walk to the pitcher,
dušičce painful when it is harmful.
What's the escape, how to get out?
I wish it was just a bad dream!
When is a mug filled to the edge, about to
jacket ushers. So
; long lapiduch attracts,
dušičce until dusk behind.
What's the escape, how to get out?
I wish it was just a bad dream!
When a pitcher
bitterness overflowed,
half life escapes you.
Then it's too late to remedy
is better to throw everything on your head!
What's the escape, how to get out?
I wish it was just a bad dream!
Well I know nothing veselýho, it is too much of anything veselýho happened, but pozoooor, Changing times better! So maybe next time!
probably in my conscience or what they removed and once again embark on thin ice blogging (if this is possible in my case at all to say). For a long time that I lived "offline" It happened to quite a few, but nothing záživnýho so voraz:) some of my fancies básnickýho intestines come out, of course with those potrápím everyone who nakoukne! So uno, two, drei here is the first product of a sick mind carrying Name
pitcher.
When sorrows are heavier than sleep, lack of
despair pitcher. So
; long walk to the pitcher,
dušičce painful when it is harmful.
What's the escape, how to get out?
I wish it was just a bad dream!
When is a mug filled to the edge, about to
jacket ushers. So
; long lapiduch attracts,
dušičce until dusk behind.
What's the escape, how to get out?
I wish it was just a bad dream!
When a pitcher
bitterness overflowed,
half life escapes you.
Then it's too late to remedy
is better to throw everything on your head!
What's the escape, how to get out?
I wish it was just a bad dream!
Well I know nothing veselýho, it is too much of anything veselýho happened, but pozoooor, Changing times better! So maybe next time!
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