Friday, February 13, 2009

Can You Get Std Bye Being Fingered Or Kissed

a Mr. G.

I do not feel Italian, but fortunately or unfortunately I am!

If you have time and desire, go and see the spectacle of Marcoré Blacks.

it worth it!

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Pidgeon Toed Actresses

Vrrrooooommmmm

In a dark and stormy night, with torrential rain and freezing cold, me and my friend we prepare to face a great adventure to get to Brescia in a place totally unknown to us, a consigliatomi ' other friend, because there, right there and that night, would play a group of which I had never heard before. Prompted by these good reasons, I jumped on my quad, and proud vroooommm to my friend's house.
And here we are on the highway with the windshield fogged up that I can not clean, with my spider that produces noises and a shower incredible! But we are dismissive of the danger we venture, we can not lose just that concert!
We get to Brescia, I see a little 'better and the rain seems to have calmed down. Toll motorway exit: where do we go? Do not worry, there is a map of GoogleMaps that will guide us towards the goal. The map says: "Follow via Orzinuovi" and we follow ... We follow ... We follow ... We follow ... the town of Brescia ends, we enter a village. Nooooo! GoogleMaps has cheated us! ViaMichelin ViaMichelin because I have not thought of??
Let's go back, turn, turn, turn .... We ask a nice girl who is wearing walking his pit bull ... "The local X? But ceeerto! Then the traffic light go right then then turn right again, then straight ahead, past the overpass, then go left, then follow the road, then make a U-turn, then move right the second traffic light turn back, then go right, then left, then back left and then the round .... blah, blah, blah ....". At the traffic light go right and then I get lost ...
At the end we ask two guys in a dark street and suspects ... girls are very shrewd, often!
These two guys are just going to the local X, "Follow us !".... EEEEHHHH ... Three quarters of an hour that we turn to Brescia, finally!! The guy gets in his car, he starts to move and run like hell, my little spider floundered when we arrived, poor ... It leads us into a parking lot unknown to most people, where there is always room and in fact the place was, even then. In just 50 moves I can park my racing car, while I feel the guy who laughs ... I turn off the engine.
I open the door, are only 50 cm from the sidewalk ... I am a most perfect driver!
Eventually we make it and arrive at a legendary venue! Spectacular evening, Ladies' Adventure ...
Just for the record, we lost on the way back ....