Wednesday, January 5, 2011

01 Mustang Wire Diagram

There is no religion that excuses January


Novel FANTASI > your crisis of faith how did you come? You wrote too cryptic poems that you have found the silent majority, I have criticized the plan, where I finished your fantasy novels? and women? (Pussy!) While still ask and do not suggest ever annoy your habits with mild to your taste. Then as usual we lost rice.

Musa > Inspire a poem, another of those you love. does not inspire me anymore, where have you gone muse? on which beach? my sea of \u200b\u200btears will not get wet feet and cools more

bearings > I saw you wandering like a zombie with a beer in your right outside a bar Saturday night. Didst thou appear lobotomized because our call you woke up, was a moment: we were well off. I've seen defeated by love and dall'andazzo general, seek ways of escape, we toasted the death of our future witches and yet you are moved by something, not like me (I must still fight)

Spades > I asked you if you have to smoke you answered spades. still ends up like a lynch film: frightens us not understanding a fucking




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