Friday, July 29, 2005

Compatibility Between Birthdays

Italy 1: 0 France

I wanted this summer to France. It was planned that way, yes, yes.
For it is still the screenplay for the Oscar suspects Box-office hit at my house. We wanted the same in France briefly turn times in a week. (This is only because my dear friend with whom I traveled the country by Mr. Miagi, and I act, acting on the highest level, and each scene is played only once and the thing is in the box) But

Then everything changed. Any large company came up with the idiotic idea to offer my friend a job as an account manager, and because it sounds good and my friend just keep doing nothing better, had he accepted the position. Of course, at the expense of our blockbuster. Great. Thank you also Mr. Ichbinjasooooobusyundarbeiteinzüüüüüriiii. And I had me thought about what I wear on Oscar night would be and what little sentence I could smile at the camera. This is important because if one does not really happen to a well prepared, the worst things. It could happen, for example, that my jumping in a disaster caused by reckless exuberance of movement, a breast of the dress.
I would have to lay staring into the camera and "huuuuch" said hastily put the apple back into the basket and play the little slip with artificial Losprusten. And let the Oscar goes to ...... but this is

I'm happy as mentally so flexible that I make other arrangements and throw myself on new things can. Thus it was that yesterday I had the inspiration to drive over the weekend after Berlusconi and I have two days the sun burn on his stomach, that would be. And we are doing now. So my friend Mr. Ichschmeissdenfilm and me. (To my homophilic reader: 'friend' in the classical sense is not to hold hands and Schweinkram) is

out France, Italy in it!

This has something nostalgic. I do not know anyone who did not go at least once with his parents in
overloaded car to the south. The grandest is the whole holiday ever since, papperlapapp beach, sun, and so on that trip.
Specifically, the short stops where the anxious fathers still control more quickly the tire pressure, oil level, radiator coolant and brake disc condition. While the mothers dig their eatables brought forth and want to distribute the greasy sandwiches, when there AUTOGRILL in the most delicious things there.

surrounds general, Italy's motorway service areas a very special aura. As people meet different objectives.
at once is because the entrepreneur Wolfgang Ludwig in Frankfurt, has left a few seconds before his air-conditioned 7-Series, next to the fish vendor Giuseppe from Trieste, who climbed for two hours from his Piaggio vans, on Gruppenpissoir. The uncouth nouveau-riche gets rid of noise in his troublesome winds and Giuseppe laughs.
So what is the name of international understanding, cultural bridge, or as we would say in Hip-Town, a get-together of nations. As could cut a piece of UNESCO and the likes. But unfortunately they can not - it does not lead ÖVM into the service area.

Monday, July 25, 2005

Dvd Sony Sr200p Unlocker

Pimp my vocabulary

When I was still bored in elementary school, everything was different. I was all for dumb girls and with good reason, because where I run every day at school had 800 yards there was not beautiful (which I did not then actually particularly interested, but I must have no less instinctively that such trivialities later become important to me once), nor wise. The latter bothers me only when I hated with Corinne in a group and they had to be accessible because of their physical superiority decided who had to do. The reader will guess it, lord gave birth to Levi is blessed from birth to fundamental lack of understanding of authoritarian - especially if a horse can not be distinguished from a cow, even though both are in the farm. Since I will be grumpy. So what impressed. To compensate for my anger I beat containing one (sometimes a - I can not erinnern, dass mir damals jemand gesagt hätte, man dürfe Mädchen nicht schlagen) aus meiner Klasse, der etwas schmächtiger war als ich. So ist das halt.

Ansonsten gab es sehr einfache Verhaltensregeln. Einen allgemein gültigen Konsens was man gut finden durfte und was nicht. Zum Beispiel Knight Rider. Hasselhoff war der Grösste. Und immer am nächsten Morgen nach der Ausstrahlung war als erstes Turnen. Diese Stunde hasste ich am meisten. Nicht etwa weil ich dicklich, unsportlich, oder sonst wie körperlich bemängelt gewesen wäre, sondern weil meine Eltern die absurde Vorstellung vertraten, Fernsehen verderbe den Charakter. Den Charakter!!!

Ach soooo yes, I also was only eight, because there are of course fully understand the educational experiments of late hippies. Once a week I was demoted to outsiders. I could not have a say. Although I initially tried to pretend that I had seen the show, (but it got around that "de düütsch" possessed no TV) was allowed to lie next to me. I knew nothing of "Turbo Boost" and "Super Pursuit Mode". Of course I had seen one or another program and knew what it was about, but the recent events and, more importantly, the keywords that came past me. The remaining hours of the gymnastics lesson wurden jeweils dahingehend verwendet, möglichst oft Michael oder KITT nachzuahmen. Missbilligend wurde ich mit „du heschs jo gar ned gseh“ zurechtgewiesen, wenn ich mich ebenfalls in der Anwendung von Anglizismen versuchte.

Wobei wir bei meinem eigentlichen Thema(bin wohl etwas abgeschweift) von heute wären, – Anglizismus sucks! (anm. Spruch geklaut vom T-Shirt des grossen Stu, der hier namentlich genannt werden will)

Fürchterlich. Schon das Wort selbst verursacht Brechreiz. Und als ob nicht schon schlimm genug wäre, dass die Mittdreissiger-pseudo-Karrieristen-Sonntags-Rollerblader sich beim trendy biz-lunch erzählen, wie stressed sie but are so little gap in the PDA with no fringe benefits to a win-win situation lead to rape, today's elementary students, including generation ringtone, with ever-expectant moronic oversimplification of the German language. involved tax is the Bling-Bling Group, between the huge asses and thick slide will not have time to spit a halfway reasonable sentence into the mike. Including, finally, everyone understands what is meant when I say "she's like woooooow"
Sowa thought in the way to the police in train, as she made stickers with the slogan "Violence = No cool!", What else than to be considered relatively harmless.
The degeneration is already advanced to such a degree that a news anchor at N24 but the camera actually grinned and said: "It's cool to pimp your bike.