para mis companyeros espanyoles

Tampoco lo sabiamos, el equipo de Francia hizo chistos a todos... Pero lo hemos dado a la gran madre, este juego fue muy bueno e los 2 equipos jugaron muy bien. Etonces yo quiero dedicar esta foto a mis companyeros espanyoles, la proxima vez, no emplear Zidane en el Real, pk el ya sabe donde su portero va caer...

me and my thousands buddies

Well, lately I've been sharing myself with some thousands of buddies running around, doing the "fuck around". It's something that's tricky to experience, cos if you're not aware of it you dont no they're here and hese buddies have a tendancy to vote you out. Fortunatelly for most of my readers they never met with my buddies. Like Us they are many different types of buddies, many of them not clearly seen yet. These buddies also reflect our society's mentality, and are used by Us against poor countries that cannot afford to get the mean to stop them sharing Us with Ourselves.... I know it's confusing, and also I could have wrotten it in french, but I've got some concern over some of my people caring about me and getting scared too quickly sometimes. But U cannot stop people caring for U can't U? Also U do not want to. So I used the mean to get these buddies stopping sharing my body, cos I'm eventually the only one to own this body, and the only one that know how to use it... they would desroy it, and actually they do not look for something else. My body became a mean of multiplication, and if I didn't react quickly enough, they would have got rid of me. I'm still feeling dizzy though, the remedy has to be taken for 7 days along with paracetamol, and you must eat, drink and sleep a lot in order to this anti malaria treatment to work... bloody buddies almost quicked me out of my body.



If you want a clear read of what malaria is (french link here), otherwise try malaria and Plasmodium falciparum in Google, I'm amazed to know now the reproduction cycle of these buddies. So much for a so small one. Chapeau

Wizzardery

Hi people,
as you may understand, it is a straight translation from the french... nope, forget about it, I just cant B arsed (wh o on earth invented such a horrible expression anyway). I've given up on it, rather, I'm gonna say stuff in english, some other in french, I'll maybe do some spanish or portuguese depending on da moooooood!!!
So today is about sorcery and Africa, more precisely my little city of Pointe Noire. I discovered that in here, when U order a drink, they bring U the little table protection they put below the glass or the bottle. I just cannot workout the name, if anyone has it, please put it on comment, it's 10 credit award on your overall university credits for the graduation (hahaha!!!). Well, I was drinking and enjoying the coupé décalé music (very african music when U dance almost feet clamped on the floor and shakin' dat aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassss!!!). I was even participating (holly capoeira enabling us to do sooooooo many thing after!!), and every time I was coming back to have a sip of N'gok (local beer), the glass was tapped, and the bottle recaped.... after this happening 3-4 times, I asked the niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice barmaid why she kept on doing this. Know why?
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Actually they believe spirit can come sent by a marabou, sorcerer, and enter either Ur glass or Ur bottle and when U drink they bewitch U... so the cap is actually to prevent the cast spirit or to suffocate it... they took it a bit too seriously when I told them I was a chemist, so like a sorcerer, and I knew counter casts for that... ppl were avoiding me sometimes... :-)