pretty nasty breasts
"Wicked with a beautiful bosom"
Alas, if I had never thought that one of its beautiful gifts
lady was so full of sea urchins,
I would merely innocent conversations .
You can be so evil with such a beautiful breast?
You can be so evil with such a beautiful breast? Both
wicked with such a beautiful breast?
I would merely innocent conversations,
and I would not let even a moment the lute.
At the limit, I would have done nothing more than two songs.
You can be so evil with such a beautiful breast? It can be
tanto perfida con un così bel seno?
Tanto perfida con un così bel seno?
Se, come nel suo caso, si è così piene di seduzioni,
è triste rimescolare in fondo al cuore tanto veleno...
Lei oltraggia la sua bellezza, non creda che gliela perdoni!
Si può esser tanto perfida, con un così bel seno?
Si può esser tanto perfida, con un così bel seno?
...Tanto perfida con un così bel seno?
Lei oltraggia la sua bellezza, non creda che gliela perdoni!
Ed io soccombo, o quasi, al suo assassino fascino ameno,
io che ho una certa età e aspetto che l'ora mia suoni.
Si può esser tanto perfida con un così bel seno?
Si può esser tanto perfida con un così bel seno?
...Tanto perfida con un così bel seno?
Io che ho una certa età e aspetto che l'ora mia suoni,
per me è farmi frate, l'ultimo riscatto terreno.
Perché lei mi ha distrutto, lei mi ha annientato con quei cannoni...!
Si può esser tanto perfida con un così bel seno?
Si può esser tanto perfida con un così bel seno?
...Tanto perfida con un così bel seno?
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Friday, August 27, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
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Spanking
“La sculacciata”
Vedove ed orfanelli: chi non si bagna i cigli?
Un mio amico di scuola morì senza figli...
leaving the world a wonderful wife.
I went to pay a visit to desperate ...
Then, not knowing how to finish the evening,
kept the company in front of his remains.
contain them for pain and the worry,
told her about some stupid joke.
To keep a bit 'up, you're never too silly ...
After four strokes, she already off balance;
both were already in retaining the belly,
both had more tears in his eyes.
My pipe I went out of his pocket, meanwhile,
she saw me and said, "The lights ... or falls!
Do not be inhibited by moral commitments!
Although my husband hated tobacco,
that other damage, amoruccio, now it gets?
... How the hell did I put my country of origin? "
midnight. With exquisite gesture,
asked if we had appetite ...
And he added, "If our pain
leaked so far as to get us all'inedia,
everything, believe that the death remedy?"
And we made a dinner by candlelight.
"It seems to be asleep rather than dead!
It is not certain that he would give me wrong if
drown my sorrow in a little 'light wine of ... "
After the eighth drained the glass, which does not
remained nothing more to drink,
comnciava the widow to drink the brain!
"What Will the fate of Serbia! The life that weird! "
sighed, sitting on my leg-
And his lips glued to my wine,
" What a relief! "- He said" ... I was a little 'afraid that under these
mustache hairy pussy
could hide a cleft lip ... "
My mustache, a hairy pussy? Screanzata!
deserved to take a spanking ...!
So raising it a little and losing his temper,
very aware of making a high duty, but
closing his eyes to avoid seeing,
abbattei my hand on her e. .. Paff!
"ouch ouch ouch! I split ... Seated in the middle! "
and I lowered my face with great piety,
for fear of being too brutal.
But then I learned, and I was glad,
that the condition lasted for some time:
What a liar! The gap was already natural!
When I raised my hand, the second time,
I had no anger, no revolt ... And when I asked the
with great finesse,
"Have you noticed, sir, that I have a nice butt?
my hand fell, with no power.
And so the third blow was a caress.
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“La sculacciata”
Vedove ed orfanelli: chi non si bagna i cigli?
Un mio amico di scuola morì senza figli...
leaving the world a wonderful wife.
I went to pay a visit to desperate ...
Then, not knowing how to finish the evening,
kept the company in front of his remains.
contain them for pain and the worry,
told her about some stupid joke.
To keep a bit 'up, you're never too silly ...
After four strokes, she already off balance;
both were already in retaining the belly,
both had more tears in his eyes.
My pipe I went out of his pocket, meanwhile,
she saw me and said, "The lights ... or falls!
Do not be inhibited by moral commitments!
Although my husband hated tobacco,
that other damage, amoruccio, now it gets?
... How the hell did I put my country of origin? "
midnight. With exquisite gesture,
asked if we had appetite ...
And he added, "If our pain
leaked so far as to get us all'inedia,
everything, believe that the death remedy?"
And we made a dinner by candlelight.
"It seems to be asleep rather than dead!
It is not certain that he would give me wrong if
drown my sorrow in a little 'light wine of ... "
After the eighth drained the glass, which does not
remained nothing more to drink,
comnciava the widow to drink the brain!
"What Will the fate of Serbia! The life that weird! "
sighed, sitting on my leg-
And his lips glued to my wine,
" What a relief! "- He said" ... I was a little 'afraid that under these
mustache hairy pussy
could hide a cleft lip ... "
My mustache, a hairy pussy? Screanzata!
deserved to take a spanking ...!
So raising it a little and losing his temper,
very aware of making a high duty, but
closing his eyes to avoid seeing,
abbattei my hand on her e. .. Paff!
"ouch ouch ouch! I split ... Seated in the middle! "
and I lowered my face with great piety,
for fear of being too brutal.
But then I learned, and I was glad,
that the condition lasted for some time:
What a liar! The gap was already natural!
When I raised my hand, the second time,
I had no anger, no revolt ... And when I asked the
with great finesse,
"Have you noticed, sir, that I have a nice butt?
my hand fell, with no power.
And so the third blow was a caress.
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Marquise
"Marquise"
Marchesa, if the mio volto
ho qualche ruga, lo sa
che non sarà diversa molto,
quando avrà la mia età?
Marchesa, se sul mio volto
ho qualche ruga, lo sa
che non sarà diversa molto,
quando avrà la mia età?
Il tempo che infligge onte,
il tempo che se ne va,
raggrinzisce la mia fronte,
fa avvizzire i suoi lillà.
Il tempo che infligge onte,
il tempo che se ne va,
raggrinzisce la mia fronte,
fa avvizzire i suoi lillà.
E tutto va via, "pantha rei",
passan le notti ed i dì...
Molti mi han visto com'è lei
e anche lei sarà così.
And it all goes away, "Pantha rei", Passaniti
nights and days ... Many
I have seen how she
and she will.
said that the Marquise:
"Maybe, yes, But now I grow old ...
waiting twenty years and the pain in our ass a little more '!
But now I have twenty years and
pending the fuck with a little more '! "
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"Marquise"
Marchesa, if the mio volto
ho qualche ruga, lo sa
che non sarà diversa molto,
quando avrà la mia età?
Marchesa, se sul mio volto
ho qualche ruga, lo sa
che non sarà diversa molto,
quando avrà la mia età?
Il tempo che infligge onte,
il tempo che se ne va,
raggrinzisce la mia fronte,
fa avvizzire i suoi lillà.
Il tempo che infligge onte,
il tempo che se ne va,
raggrinzisce la mia fronte,
fa avvizzire i suoi lillà.
E tutto va via, "pantha rei",
passan le notti ed i dì...
Molti mi han visto com'è lei
e anche lei sarà così.
And it all goes away, "Pantha rei", Passaniti
nights and days ... Many
I have seen how she
and she will.
said that the Marquise:
"Maybe, yes, But now I grow old ...
waiting twenty years and the pain in our ass a little more '!
But now I have twenty years and
pending the fuck with a little more '! "
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Sunday, August 15, 2010
Sandra Bullock Jesse James Affair
As a sister
"As a double"
As a counterpart, a dejavu,
a dejavu,
resembled her stuffed animals, plush
her.
In the river went
to immerse the foot a bit, '
leg a bit'.
With a trick, myself,
to myself, I thought
to the fish and the fish
and I dressed as eels in the deep blue
and I went down, down, down, down I went
.
was how I succeeded, I was able to
bite one foot there and then, I
, then and there. Nobody ever
shark snatched
a treat so good, so good
.
She punished me for this idea,
for this idea,
held my mouth in apnea, apnea
mouth.
So for them to have pity,
I pretended to drown, to drown
. Convinced the
died there,
die there, that she riaddolcì
here, it
riaddolcì. I
kissing here and there,
called me back from the dead,
afterlife.
Oh! If the fate this is it, this is it
,
when you go to a better life,
life goes, if
drowned touches to this, I ritufferò
in water,
ritufferò.
The next day, the father,
from his dad, I
chiesto la sua mano, ma...
sua mano, ma...
siccome niente nella mia
avevo, mi gridò “Va' via!
Vattene via!”
Preferì dar la sua virtù,
la sua virtù,
a un pescecane, un barbalbù,
un barbablù,
un lestofante, un parvenu
di settant'anni e forse più,
e forse più.
E dalle nozze, aspetto che
aspetto che
la Morte falci il suo bouquet,
il suo bouquet,
gli tagli l'erba sotto i pié,
e se lo porti via con sé,
via con sé.
E quando vedova sarà,
-dova sarà,
dopo che lo seppellirà,
seppellirà,
spero verrà, triste com'è,
a consolarsi, qui da me,
sì, qui da me!
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"As a double"
As a counterpart, a dejavu,
a dejavu,
resembled her stuffed animals, plush
her.
In the river went
to immerse the foot a bit, '
leg a bit'.
With a trick, myself,
to myself, I thought
to the fish and the fish
and I dressed as eels in the deep blue
and I went down, down, down, down I went
.
was how I succeeded, I was able to
bite one foot there and then, I
, then and there. Nobody ever
shark snatched
a treat so good, so good
.
She punished me for this idea,
for this idea,
held my mouth in apnea, apnea
mouth.
So for them to have pity,
I pretended to drown, to drown
. Convinced the
died there,
die there, that she riaddolcì
here, it
riaddolcì. I
kissing here and there,
called me back from the dead,
afterlife.
Oh! If the fate this is it, this is it
,
when you go to a better life,
life goes, if
drowned touches to this, I ritufferò
in water,
ritufferò.
The next day, the father,
from his dad, I
chiesto la sua mano, ma...
sua mano, ma...
siccome niente nella mia
avevo, mi gridò “Va' via!
Vattene via!”
Preferì dar la sua virtù,
la sua virtù,
a un pescecane, un barbalbù,
un barbablù,
un lestofante, un parvenu
di settant'anni e forse più,
e forse più.
E dalle nozze, aspetto che
aspetto che
la Morte falci il suo bouquet,
il suo bouquet,
gli tagli l'erba sotto i pié,
e se lo porti via con sé,
via con sé.
E quando vedova sarà,
-dova sarà,
dopo che lo seppellirà,
seppellirà,
spero verrà, triste com'è,
a consolarsi, qui da me,
sì, qui da me!
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Thursday, August 12, 2010
Air Hogs Buy Aero Ace
cheated death the unbeliever
"Frega la morte"
Con questa neve a volontà
che i miei capelli copre già,
a occhio e croce, si dirà
che ormai ho una certa età...
Signore e signori, ma
vi dico io la verità;
è tutto un trucco questo qua,
è tutto varietà.
E' per fermare un poco la
corsa del tempo che se ne va,
di this old cod
that all the evil already done.
Under the wig, however, blacks have
my hair.
not yet time, no, God,
to tell you goodbye. If perhaps the impression
do that I'm barely standing,
that keeps pace a little slow in
youth
not say, "Is falling down!"
not say "Do not take it anymore!"
's all this a trick here, is all
variety.
E 'to delay the time between,
The calculating mercilessly.
E 'to translate into slavery in his fateful
cuckoo.
I confess that I actually
trot come trent'anni fa...
Non è ancor tempo, no, per Dio,
di dirvi addio.
E se il mio cuor non batte più
veloce come in gioventù
e caccio sempre meno spesso
la razza del bel sesso,
non dite che non bado più
ai loro baci, agli occhi blu:
è tutto un trucco questo qua,
è tutto varietà.
E' per convincere il tempo, in più,
che son finiti i miei randevouz,
che il mio sipario cala giù,
che in lizza non mi metto più.
Ma sono pienamente in me,
sempre gaudente e buon viveur.
Non è ancor tempo, no, per Dio,
di dirvi addio.
E se in un cimitero
you saw one of these days,
a dead man who looks like me,
is just another bluff.
not embedded with the hunchback
your tears, it is a quiproquo ...
will last one more time '...
and I do not go out.
A bit 'of suspense, and here
time up tents and
for me, the farce will end:
m'alzerò from the grave to take the applause and
orchids and greet the audience.
not yet time, no, God,
to tell you goodbye.
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"Frega la morte"
Con questa neve a volontà
che i miei capelli copre già,
a occhio e croce, si dirà
che ormai ho una certa età...
Signore e signori, ma
vi dico io la verità;
è tutto un trucco questo qua,
è tutto varietà.
E' per fermare un poco la
corsa del tempo che se ne va,
di this old cod
that all the evil already done.
Under the wig, however, blacks have
my hair.
not yet time, no, God,
to tell you goodbye. If perhaps the impression
do that I'm barely standing,
that keeps pace a little slow in
youth
not say, "Is falling down!"
not say "Do not take it anymore!"
's all this a trick here, is all
variety.
E 'to delay the time between,
The calculating mercilessly.
E 'to translate into slavery in his fateful
cuckoo.
I confess that I actually
trot come trent'anni fa...
Non è ancor tempo, no, per Dio,
di dirvi addio.
E se il mio cuor non batte più
veloce come in gioventù
e caccio sempre meno spesso
la razza del bel sesso,
non dite che non bado più
ai loro baci, agli occhi blu:
è tutto un trucco questo qua,
è tutto varietà.
E' per convincere il tempo, in più,
che son finiti i miei randevouz,
che il mio sipario cala giù,
che in lizza non mi metto più.
Ma sono pienamente in me,
sempre gaudente e buon viveur.
Non è ancor tempo, no, per Dio,
di dirvi addio.
E se in un cimitero
you saw one of these days,
a dead man who looks like me,
is just another bluff.
not embedded with the hunchback
your tears, it is a quiproquo ...
will last one more time '...
and I do not go out.
A bit 'of suspense, and here
time up tents and
for me, the farce will end:
m'alzerò from the grave to take the applause and
orchids and greet the audience.
not yet time, no, God,
to tell you goodbye.
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say that nowadays I tell myself nothing is more distressing
do not believe in God
I wish I had faith that we have the Pope,
happy as a clam and dumb as a turnip.
My neighbors, some Blaise Pascal,
told me that it is a matter of goodwill.
"Get down on my knees, and pray, pray and go ...
If you pretend to believe, will soon believe it! "
I started to recite
All of the" Hail Mary ", the" pateravegloria.
For coffee, the streets, trains, buses,
the "De Profundis", the "rompicoglionibus ...
Then I check on nettles profile
a habit to measure and I put it on the fly.
With the guitar on his back and my new Chierchia,
of my true faith I began looking. There were a dozen
bigottacce there
which, mingling with who knows who,
said "Father, we sing a laldetta,
a cathartic ballad blessed!"
Scratching with fervor the strings with the fingers first
singing "The Gorilla" and "Women of life." Shouting
impostor in the coward and bastard, want to inflict
the pain of Abelard.
I'm going to swell the ranks of the guardians of the harem! No
beautiful that I will take a hug!
Thanks to my voice as a child catamite
sing a cappella in church ... I already see.
But in lynching a lady of Charity,
said, "What are you doing, wretched? Altolia!
Today we have many with a passion to take perverse
necessarily reverse Cupid ...
men without any of manhood, let him
balls, who still has "
These arguments had great consensus;
are party to the applause of common sense. To earn
the sky, I will not raise a sole.
If you want to be the faith, she is alone.
I never killed, no ... I have never raped, and
quite a while 'I did not even snatched more.
If there is the Eternal Father, who sees the end too
I do not behave worse than those who have faith in God
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Bad About Grand father repented
"The repentant bad guy"
Her hips bursting,
well-turned, looked for its customers
the Favorita.
From what he said "I do not
find attractive?"
including the flight that was new
environment. The
admit, it's true: she was good, had
cloth ...
but without technique, it seemed
a scoundrel;
be whores is not like becoming a nun! It takes at least
higher diploma.
Feeling compassion for the youngster
,
wanted to teach her the tricks of the profession ...
And I taught her to make a reputation,
to make his fortune by moving the point that attracts more
the moon ...
There
snare a customer - you know! -
the woman who is a real duffer
a poke in the ass!
not the backside wiggles
equally
for a cop, a clerk, a druggist
...
and trained for all my art
in coitus, I
repaid with a portion of its revenues ...
We helped each other, and of course
she was the body, it is proposed to me, and I
mind!
The evening ventured
movement peat, she fell victim
do not know what the disease, but
with the utmost honesty,
da amici veri,
lei mi passò anche la metà
dei suoi batteri.
Dopo iniezioni ripetute
sulla chiappa,
lasciai il mestiere del cornuto
e del pappa...
Lei pianse per il mio abbandono
e presto presto
io da gran porco, sono
diventato onesto.
Privata della mia tutela,
del “cervello”,
lei si abbassò alla corruttela
del bordello.
Va pure con gli sbirri... Ha
toccato il fondo!
Ma non c'è più moralità
in questo mondo?
Her hips bursting,
well-turned, looked for its customers
the Favorita.
From what he said "I do not
find attractive?"
including the flight that was new
environment. The
admit, it's true: she was good, had
cloth ...
but without technique, it seemed
a scoundrel;
be whores is not like becoming a nun! It takes at least
higher diploma.
Feeling compassion for the youngster
,
wanted to teach her the tricks of the profession ...
And I taught her to make a reputation,
to make his fortune by moving the point that attracts more
the moon ...
There
snare a customer - you know! -
the woman who is a real duffer
a poke in the ass!
not the backside wiggles
equally
for a cop, a clerk, a druggist
...
and trained for all my art
in coitus, I
repaid with a portion of its revenues ...
We helped each other, and of course
she was the body, it is proposed to me, and I
mind!
The evening ventured
movement peat, she fell victim
do not know what the disease, but
with the utmost honesty,
da amici veri,
lei mi passò anche la metà
dei suoi batteri.
Dopo iniezioni ripetute
sulla chiappa,
lasciai il mestiere del cornuto
e del pappa...
Lei pianse per il mio abbandono
e presto presto
io da gran porco, sono
diventato onesto.
Privata della mia tutela,
del “cervello”,
lei si abbassò alla corruttela
del bordello.
Va pure con gli sbirri... Ha
toccato il fondo!
Ma non c'è più moralità
in questo mondo?
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"Nonno"
Il nonno andava senza affanni
lungo la strada dei cent'anni,
quando Death's played quite a
quiproquo. In his life
grandfather gave so much happiness to each heir,
ordimmo that the funeral
more beautiful than we were.
E-legged on his shoulder, ran to look for some
coffin, but ...
because the green were there to there, the merchant
we answer that:
"From paniettere, money or brioche,
the beautiful Susanna, no money, no thigh ... Dead
low quality
us, not treat them here, "I had two
iron boots,
that his grandfather left me ...
There are kicks that I am mistaken,
but that was not wrong!
And that's where the cunning weasel,
and that's where the cunning weasel,
oh, that obscenity!
What vulgarity!
jag has a higher up than the other.
Grandfather,
t'offender no, no! It will
in charge of all these jackals of the afterlife.
The best thing and the shortest
for a farewell as they should,
was moving to the second coffin from
chans.
And honey, we have assumed
the four blocks of a deceased
happy to do the good of others,
to those like him.
E-legged on his shoulder, ran to look for a
bandwagon, but ...
because the green were there to there,
the merchant we answer that:
"From paniettere, money or brioche,
the beautiful Susanna, no money, no thigh ... Dead
low quality
us, not treat them here, "
I left with my leather boot
not to say, the damsels
outrageous ... and this is not from me!
And that's where the cunning weasel,
and that's where the cunning weasel,
oh, that obscenity!
What vulgarity!
jag has a higher up than the other.
Grandfather,
t'offender no, no! It will
in charge of all these jackals afterlife.
The best thing and the shortest
for a farewell as they should,
to charge at the shoulder was
died there.
If he had opened his eyes, it is true, it would
grandfather would be proud of being brought
as if he were a king.
E-legged on his shoulder, ran
to look for a sprinkler, but ...
because the green were there to there, the merchant
we answer that:
"From paniettere, money or brioche,
the beautiful Susanna, no money, no thigh ... Dead
low quality
us, not treat them here, "
And even before the vicar
could say "Ah!"
it kicked ass in the name of the holy trinity
!
And that's where the cunning weasel,
and that's where the cunning weasel,
oh, that obscenity!
What vulgarity!
jag has a higher up than the other.
Grandfather,
t'offender no, no! It will
in charge of all these jackals
afterlife in charge of all these jackals of the afterlife.
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