Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Strengthen Ankle Ligaments

Dear baby Jesus

Caro signor gesùbambino, tra poco è la sua festa e mamma e papà mi hanno detto che le devo scrivere una lettera. Io avrei preferito un sms così potevo tornare a giocare con il game cube tre modificato che legge cd crackati. Mi dicono che a mezzanotte è il suo compleanno e bisogna essere buoni. Anche il mio papà lo è: ieri al semaforo, quando un uomo negro si è avvicinato alla macchina per lavare i parabrezza, il mio papà non ha azionato, come al solito, il tergicristallo urlando che questi luridi scansafatiche they returned to their country, but he smiled, lowered his window and gave the man fifty cents and shook his hand. Then it was cleaned with bleach-soaked rags five, he turned on the heat and left. The mother smiled proudly. He said: "you have to grow up to be like Dad, take example." Mine is just a nice family and I thank you, baby Jesus. Yesterday we went together to the new shopping center "the gates of paradise" in the morning my dad was not in the skin. To enter the parking lot we waited six and a quarter hours in the queue. My dad looked around, my mom was tense. I heard them talk about trucks. It seems you have to grab at least one. At one point I saw my mother out of the car and rush two hundred yards in eleven seconds. He had thrown up a man in a white dress with two shopping carts, clung to him, and spoke excitedly. I accompanied him, has disappeared in the midst of eight rows of cars and ten minutes later she reappeared with two saddles trionfante.Felici we entered the mall. Unbelievable, Mr. gesùbambino. It 's a beautiful place, should see it. There are six hundred forty-six stores, ninety-six cinemas, eight theaters, a circus, two churches, a parliament, thirteen schools, one hundred and twelve games rooms, a casino on five floors, twelve hotels, a food court every three steps: there pleaded with rice balls, david crocchè, pizzizza with topless, contorted with sweets. And then one square kilometer of electronics for everything! My dad had the bright eyes, took his wallet, gave me the credit card "spendibaby" which has made for me, then gave the "spendimamy" mother and told us "on our own, I'll see you here tonight, around at eleven. " And go! Ten hours all to me, I did not know where to start. I had to buy gifts for mom, dad, Uncle Gilberto, Aunt Agnes, my cousins \u200b\u200band Sue Ellen ar Gei, Uncle Tom and Aunt Louise, Deborah's cousin, grandparents, our neighbors, and then something for me, frankly, that in the last two weeks I took eight nine at school and had cost me half of weekly pocket money to bribe the professor and I could not even buy a comic splatter on the crimes of comunismo.Così , gesùbambino my dear, I spent a wonderful day. I was all morning to pack up the presents and put them under the tree. In a few hours there's all family and friends and start the dinner. With what his mother has prepared you feed Zaire for six months. I do not know what it means but it said my dad proud and I think one thing buona.Intanto I write this letter, Mr. gesùbambino and I do not know what to say. Maybe begin by thanking you. Poi magari esprimo qualche desiderio. Innanzitutto la ringrazio di non avermi fatto negro. E poi di avermi fatto con le palle.Ieri sera ho sentito in una trasmissione televisiva, un signore che diceva che i poveri sono poveri perché non hanno le palle. Io non sono povero quindi ho le palle. Grazie signor gesùbambino. Un altro signore ieri sera in tv diceva che i terroristi si lasciano esplodere perché comprimono l’invidia della ricchezza e del benessere che non riescono a raggiungere. Scoppiano di invidia. Grazie signor gesùbambino per non avermi fatto terrorista e per non farmi scoppiare.E adesso passo ai desideri. Signor gesùbambino vorrei innanzitutto chiederle di far morire in fretta il nonno. La mamma non ne può più di pagare le retta dell’ospizio. He says that with the thousand euro per month could afford a personal trainer for the home gym. He would need so much, Mr. gesùbambino, does a lot for us and has the right to relax. Then I would ask my cousin ennio cure the disease that struck him. It appears that reads two books a week and has decided to remove the TV from his bedroom. He even hung a poster on the walls of the room with a Negro, a Martin Luther King. It is saying that we are all equal. His aunt took him to a psychiatrist who is often seen on television, Dr. Paul crack. It seems that the diagnosis is very negative. They want to stay overnight. I'm sorry because ennio is good with me, taught me to play football. Yes just like in pro evolution piessedue of soccer. I could not imagine it but nothing that I did in that game console you really can do. Unbelievable. Dear Mr. gesùbambino face ennio heal, please. If not that put it in the end manicomio.Del next desire, Mr. gesùbambino, a little 'I'm ashamed. At school there is a girl that I really like. Ilary is called. The mother does the letter to word of mouth, dad the policeman in Iraq. They are the couple's favorite Maurizio Costanzo. In fact they are always on TV. Ilary is eight years old, is tall and seventy feet and the fourth port of the breast. The mother has inflated them to him with a silicone-based care and suet. Ilary shot a commercial of a film containing child pornography Manzotin and running clandestinamente su internet. Io vorrei tanto avvicinarla e dirle che sono innamorato. Vorrei un bacio. Ma lei mi mette soggezione. Siamo anche riusciti ad appartarci, una volta, in palestra. Stavo per dirle che mi piace tanto e che vorrei baciarla ma lei, prima che cominciassi, mi ha detto che non vuole legarsi, che è disponibile a una relazione di sesso e che non vuole vincoli. Vuole farlo con chi le pare e che deve prima realizzarsi nella vita. Io volevo solo un bacio, signor gesùbambino, dice che è possibile? E adesso passo ai desideri per l’umanità, visto che, come dice papa silvio primo, non dobbiamo essere egoisti e dobbiamo aprire il cuore a carità e fede, soprattutto fede.Caro signor gesùbambino, se può, ci dia a year without too many victims in the Western wars, with fewer blacks on ships coming to take away the work with prostitutes in the houses closed and away from innocent eyes of our children, with more judges and less honest judges, with less and less Chinese Palestinians. Protect us from terrorism and disease, biased by information, we steal from the Albanians in their homes. Now the greeting, signorgesùbambino, knocked on the door and start the dinner. Dad wants us all to the table otherwise you angry and makes a black eye to mamma.Le I offer my best wishes for a happy birthday, hoping that it always has and still wants to be born. In spite of everything.

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