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The Mastrolindo

One of my reader, Angie, I report an ex-emplare on which I would like linger: the Mastrolindo.
Yes, because the story itself seems to me rather than qualitative. Personally I've never known one, if not the label of the detergent, and that's why I'm curious. Physically
Mastrolindo evil is not, especially if you like the type rough with hair all to imagine.
C'avrà the fifth grade, but these days no longer finesses. Especially
has biceps from wressler. One way it makes the floors like those of ' Barcelona airport: they are so bright that it reflects what's under their skirts. The travelers have protested furiously against the proposed treatment and soil voyeur "Mat". The former manager has pretended not to. It's not mat.

Returning to our ex-emplare, I find it comfortable. With a house you Mastrolindo is the time to do a lot of things that otherwise would not ever. I do not know, for example, check that out before the hair is in order even in the back.
The other day I was tagged in a photo on Facebook. What is that damn virtual chicken coop! I'm at a dance party that profile. Apart from that I look like a Capuchin monkey, but then that hair ... I was late and I have not had time to pass me the plate as it should. All in all I thought they were safe. But I have two locks on the temples as smooth as eels and a head lettuce in the back.
Returning to the letter of Angie, I realize that may not be all roses with these Mastrilindi. Fri
good order and cleanliness, but in the long run Angie has a po'stufata of this man-broom and has deepened the problem. Male, Angie. Behind every problem there is never a solution, only a bigger problem. In fact, Angie has found a better mother neurotic obsessive manual. One of the most insidious kind. The one that proclaims one thing and does another. Angie tells me that this is a fierce follower of Eastern philosophies that "children should be thrown away as spears." But not so far from not being able to return every Sunday morning to polish all the silverware. In my opinion, every parent should teach their children the basic rules of living in the house and help him to take up the cabin. But to condemn forced vacuum and mop for life, not you. Neither the males nor the females. Unless you decide to pay him the regular contributions. I imagine the holy woman in a caftan lighting incense sticks and gives orders to the little child: "Come on honey, healthy mind in a clean house. There, there, in the corner does not have a reality check. "
What then each of these victims react to their own way. I know of some who later refused even to flush the toilet in the bathroom. And there I know that divorce is all about us to the Sacred Rota As.
Others, like the former Angie, put on his apron after a dinner by candlelight and begin to scrape the drops of wax from tablecloth to finish dusting the leaves of the philodendron and a poor awaits them in the bedroom with the pink babydoll him. That makes two sizes, which holds so much that you can not even give him a yell. When you decide to join her, now she has slipped into the gray felpone and Russian as a raccoon. They shrug their shoulders and claim that then there is plenty of time to dry the glasses. And the pink cloth at the foot of the bed is perfect.
And no, this can not go. We did not.
The following letter explains Angie Mastrolindo permanently because it is a dangerous breed. One way, by dint of clean and polish at the end collapses. And where he goes fishing? In troubled waters.
And he comes back from fishing with a mistress dangerously holy woman identical to her mother.
No, no .. too complicated for me!
I'll leave the explanations of Mr. Freud's case and I retire.
Angie, do something. To avoid unpleasant consequences, the next time you need a hand at home, call a domestic worker.

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The protocognata Viola

After the story of Peri, I can not speak of Viola (which stands for violence).
Viola, unlike Peri, was not at all jealous of his brother, in fact, disgust with all my heart. I never understood the roots of hatred, but I seem to remember that the selections had to do Zecchino d'Oro. It seems that the little Viola, overcome with emotion, he watered the stage with a long pee, and that the brother had spilled all over the world and, in case anyone was not clear, had accompanied the report of a portrait sister with a microphone and yellow pond at your feet.
's revenge against Viola Cain began from that moment onwards.
Seven years cut off the stick of the costume of Zorro, the ten began to soak the album Player 85-86, with the just completed unavailable figurine Laudrup, twelve's emptied a packet of sugar in the tank Hello.
would probably break even forgetting the betrayal of sequins, but I have to say that her brother persisted in attitudes and annoying pests. A tough as she could not bear to be related with a streptococcus. So he decided to throw it out of the house, alive or dead.
To overcome the physical gap that separated them, Viola, who was three years younger than his brother, he specialized in martial arts. When the movie came out Kill Bill, her parents stayed with difficulty from flying to Japan to get a katana sword.
When I met her, Viola was all a bundle of muscles and nerves. My ex had instead put on a beautiful body from a snail farm.
Aware of his inferiority, was terrified by his sister and tried to ingratiate himself as best he could: gifts, flowers, congratulations. This did nothing but make it more slippery in the eyes of Viola and po'anche mine. To me that was his girlfriend did not give anything. Maybe even to get something I should print my sole right on the bag of curds that wore under her sweater.

However, if this was the consideration that was Viola's brother, imagine what could have me.
showed signs of aware of my presence a few times, and was never very pleasant. One of them less than others. While I and his brother were sitting on the couch watching a movie, Purple living room broke into foaming at the mouth.
"Piece of shit, you used to my new cordless"
"I? No, I swear! "
But that heart of a lion. I had seen him play around just for the sake of outwit his sister.
"Yes, and you've scratched tamarro with this ring from her finger!"
"But you see ... sba" The cordless
flew right into his mouth. At that point, the amoeba had a moment of rebellion.
"Ugly bitch I have a split lip!"
Here, kill us now.
I had just thrown behind the couch when I heard the first one "touch" dry, then a series of blows, groans and gasps. My ex
the bad one was taking Viola Karate Kid.
And who dared to levarglielo from below.
When I peeped out of my hiding place, he was in position on the ground-ball worm and she continued to kick like an old carpet. I felt sorry and tried to mediate a weak: "Okay, come on, now is as good as dead ..."
Viola looked at me as if he had just registered my presence and hissed
"Shut up tissue, this asshole beat him for a lifetime and not never dies. "

do not know if I was more struck by the repeated attempts to murder or the fact that I had called vellum. I mean, I guess you would not be a compliment, but I have not even on the tissue sciatic nerve. Probably for her the world was divided into combatants and female tissue. Embee, and then yes. I deserved the category.

There was a time when the picchiatrice subsided. And his name was Gaspar calming. For my ex was a golden age. His sister began to speak to him, always accompanied by "deficient", but that was something. Once he spotted a book lying on the table with a cup of coffee. He tried to get rid of the brown circle with water, bleach, talcum powder. But he made only worse, the moron, in fact. When you prepared now to make a will, his sister entered the kitchen, picked up the book, looked at the stain and sighed. Then he left without another word.
Someone lit a candle that day in San Gaspare.
now the relations between them were so relaxed that even Viola asked for help in buying a new laptop. He gasatissimo surf the Internet day and night to find the best opportunity. Finally jumped off the announcement of a new computer that the owner sold almost half the market price because the company that had just taken over daughters had provided free another.
"These are the opportunities to be seized"
"Are you sure you moron? I would have preferred it again. "
" But this is new, that you will pay only half price! I'm going to take it personally and turn over like a sock. Do not worry, your brother does things right. "
" On this I have a lot of doubts, you moron. However, these are the money. Go back and with your computer. "
We went together to pick up the PC in the house of the boy, who was very kind and helpful. So much that my ex thought it just nice to get there and do the fleas at that nice shiny laptop, effectively untouched. Among other
a chat, buyer and seller found to have a lot of things in common.
But in another part of the city, at that very moment, instead of two people discovering they have nothing in common: Gaspar and Viola. When
we went home with the jewel in the arm, Viola was so in the face.
"Come on you idiot, you turn this thing and raising the feet."
Brother Gaspar sensed that the effect had vanished and he began to shake with your fingers.
When the PC came on screen, revealing a clear blue as the sky, I heaved a sigh of relief.
But Violet did not bat an eyelid.
"Yes, yes, okay, but disappear now that I've got a headache bestial ... BUT THAT STUFF AND'!?!"
On the desktop, the night was falling. A black band was spreading more and more from top to bottom. When darkness was total, from one corner of the screen appeared a rat with a mask over his eyes, like a thief. The rodent looked at us for three long seconds, then made a very bad grin and disappeared in a flash of light left.
The PC was dead. And so do we.
Viola had spent five hundred euro to be mocked by a rat.
Before his brother could breathe, Viola left side with an elbow that had him tumbling from his chair. That temper, eh? Then he grabbed the body computer and off she threw it back. Finally took one of the wires coming out of the box and began to beat him only as a slave just dumped by her boyfriend can do.
Luckily the mother intervened to stop the carnage, otherwise I would be ... boh? A protovedova?

From that moment on, Viola was unreachable. I is not never went up to their house, but I could see the effects of his bad mood on my ex.
now my formula to greet him was no longer "okay?" but "one piece?". He
fingering his ribs and then answered.
If you feel sorry for this former emplare, think again.
Dozens of times I asked him why did not go home - because he had the opportunity and especially the age-rather than continuing to take it like a mule.
I mean some answers in order:
"Because I do not know me to eat"
"Because my house is Sky
" Why I do not know me his tie "
" Why the Dolby Surround system in my room cost me one thousand euro "
" Because at home I only know how to read the water meter "


And the last ..." Why now in service subscriptions Quattroruote I gave this address. "

Embee, then go Viola, hard beats.

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The protocognata Peri

After protosuocera, allow me to resurrect another awful reminder garbage taken from the relatives of my ex: the protocognate.
I've known several, but only two I have left their mark. Not really in every sense, but almost. The call
Viola and Peri: diminutives stand for violent and dangerous
Let's start with the latter.
Peri was a textbook psychotic. He began by sbarellare that Arthur, his old boyfriend, had rebelled against a life of abuse and receiving left to marry another woman.
To complicate matters, the sick who had jealousy toward his brother.
When I learned that he had poisoned the girl who had preceded me with a mix of sour milk and salt, I thought it was better to go along with it.
The always smiling and she did the same. Once, he asked me still smiling, "thou hast Fuck you always laugh?". Oh-oh. The only way out: kitchen protosuocera the kitchen.
"Signoooora beautiful! This must be your ... emmm, your famous pasta to die Knorr. Now I do not move from here until you teach me how to do it! "

One evening we were ready to go to a party, I, the ex-emplare and Peri.
As we approached the car, he pulled me aside and whispered something in his ear:
"The anti eras"
"soooo?"
Too late.
Upon entering the two-door coupe, Peri pushed me in the back seat like a pillowy sofa. I stumbled into my filthy shoes with super points from six yards that were worn at the time and ended up face and pad. She mercilessly I set the seat on the lower back and perched next to his brother all satisfied. I pulled a leg in avoiding a close call that unbalanced amputation me with the door.
Then I realized what I had whispered that big worm "in front of them sit down."

At that same party the crime occurred.
While I was wandering alone and bored in the room, I came across a column behind that Peri was a visit to an ENT guy with half his age.
When he realized that I had seen, Peri gave me the eye of the iguana and passed his hand on his throat cut.
The message was clear enough. The boy was frightened
and tried to flee but the Peri caught by the neck and began to furiously slinguazzarlo. The victim gave me a desperate SOS to the eye.
Be yours, friend.
At the end of the party I plunged into the back seat without a word. When the 'ex-emplare asked me, "as ugly tie the father of celebrated?" I replied, "No. Tonight I did not see anything. "
If the language of the boy was probably in an ice bucket, mine was left for a trip to Corleone.

Peri I seized the next day before set foot across the threshold of his house.
"Come here. Thanks for yesterday. I love makeup! "
"But ... do not need to have already made up ..."
"No no, I want to make up for good. I'm good you know? "His smile
psyco pulled me out a moan of fear.
"What?"
"No, I said ... how nice! But yes, a bit from truccami '"Peri
I opened the door of his room, something that never happened before. There I took the panic.
seemed he had just spent a bunch of monkeys cocaine. There was an appalling mess.
Panties, clothes, newspapers, cans, dishes, plants, CDs, umbrellas, paper, McDonald containers, cans, bags, jewelry, dolls, creams, shoes, candles ... The
all dominated by a clear six meters by three with Peri-smile Prozac wedding dress and veil and bouquet so much.
"What a beautiful picture ... it was Ca ... Carnival?"
"But when ever. I made it for the wedding of Arthur. I made a post in front of the same church, to understand that dead cat that his wife would have been ideal for him always and only me. "
Help.
"Come, sit here and take the tricks."
"You ... do ... where?"
"What I know about this case."
"Ah. All right. "
provided there is the corpse of Arturo. Peri began
his work incoherent.
"Of course you have a color that is a disaster. "He spoke
Cindy Crawford.
"Oh, I know, unfortunately. Try a bit 'of foundation. "
" Yes, but it is not that the foundation can do that who knows. See here, you're spotting. And those cheekbones accentuated so you create a gray area on the cheeks exaggerated. I do not know, I do not know. I'll see what I can do, but do not expect a miracle. "
But who asked you anything San Diego Dalla Palma? But you see is mentally unstable.
"Oh my God!"
"What!"
"You have one eye bigger the other! My brother knows? "
" Really? I'll have to tell him sooner or later. "
" You know that for every shirt that the board, my brother told me ten euro? "
Nothing less. That business acumen, that caciotta.
"Ah. But that cute. "
" You know iron? "
" I? For the truth is not very well .. "
" Remember the shirts that I always will stretch the daughters, because he's my brother "
No intention to blow the customer, the Blair Witch.
"We will miss other body ..."
"Good heavens!"
"What was!? "
" This applies to the bracelet that my brother gave you for Christmas? "
" This? Emm. Yes "
" What an asshole! He told me that your only had three pendants and instead has one, two, three ... SEVEN! Just like the one that got me! "
But that slippery eel! For now you flush your ass, then do the math.
"No ... you see ... in fact it was only three, it's me that I did add the other ..."
"Why not three enough? What do you mean, my brother is' a beggar? "
Now this makes me swallow Pennellone to blush.
"I wanted to say that .."
"Oh well. None of my business. "
And thank goodness.
"However, we know that this house is mine."
"Ah. Ok.
"And that's when my grandmother died, including his house will become mine."
Greetings grandmother.
"Sure, sure."
"You you've got a house?"
"Well ... I do not know, I see ..."
"No, no, sorry, there are things you ask."
"No , figures ... "
" What the fuck, YOU STILL FEEL THAT I CAN NOT GET THE EYE LINER! "
Angels in Heaven please do not abandon me, basically I've always been a person at least polite.
"Oh. Here, I'm done. On a look in the mirror "
Hi! Moira Orfei!
"Oh, how nice! Thanks. But now I go, eh? "
" Go go, I have a mess of things to do and I have no time to waste on this crap. ARE YOU STILL HERE? HO said move! "In the corridor
crossed the eel.
"Where are you running? And how the hell have you made up!? "
" crazy. And I go in the house because two are too many. "



The story of Viola ... the next episode!

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Poll

The poll on what to do the former was completed, revealing that this blog is frequented by almost all higher beings.
Most decide to snub the ex-emplari ignored, forgotten or avoided. Only two voted "destroy" and a / a "damage".

In fact, some ex you are forgetting the nature of things.
"Hey, how are you?"
"Oh, hello! He knows that the top of the other thread was really good time, Saturday Review and take another half a kilo "
?"
"But ... you're not the butcher's boy?"
"Actually I was the yours, boy. "
Ops
The problem of the summer fling that will not ever know them to coat. Other ex


force you to avoid them. Especially those that attack blowjobs unsustainable.

"Ah, see who's here! Samantha Fox feel that shirt with me, you have to give back, you got it!?! It is a memory! Samantha Fox I was crazy and you know it! Or Samantha Fox was everything to me! Do you want to see that Samantha Fox was my myth? "

" Yes, I understand. But now Samantha Fox cleans the toilet of my house. "

Or

" Look, I get up another curiosity? "
" Ok, but it is expire on the last because I scratch and break. "
" But you never loved me .. "
" No ".
"I knew it. The teacher told me that I had too attached to you. "


Some, however, go far ignored:
" Hello? Ah, hello you, tell me, I'm listening. "
"Hello, I just wanted to greet and say one last thing. I wanted to tell you that I do not give anything that you left me. I'm very good now. In the car I keep the air conditioning on the ball and put the same shirt for six to seven times in a row. And then I have another girl that I am not splitting the Maronites on the subjunctive and above all to agree more with my mother. They make the cakes and go to the gym together. Shoot myself in between all the games I want and I can finally order pizza beans, tuna and onions ... "
" Maronne 'and fetenzìa "
" But ... you ready? Who is speaking?!? "
" The valet parking. A girl asked me to take a cell phone while I was maneuvering. "

Here, we say that at this level I agree. Ignore, forget, do not have the right solutions.
But in some cases if they can get away with it. There is an interesting
Facebook group named "All that men say."
Check it out: a veritable bestiary of what men are capable of saying to download a women's or keep it cheap.
you cite some of the best or worst, depending on your perspective:
"... and if during this period of reflection I had to do with another, you are serene, would make only part of the break."
"You do not look like to nothing to my ideal woman, but for now I think I could accept "
" But why you struggle so much? I told you it was only sex. "
"No, no, you're wonderful. I am that I do not trust myself ... But tonight it was nice. Back when you want too, eh?"
"Really I have not said they are married? Well, I must have escaped. "
" Emm ... yes, it's true I tried. But I did not know it was your friend, otherwise I would never leave. "
" If you insist we can continue to stay together. I'll do this sacrifice, but not I promise nothing. "
" Sorry, but you wanted equal pay and now your part. And the wine that I saw it I only took a sip. "


Here. Tell me 'if it says you can just snub.
too kind. These can still
criminal and must be stopped. I'm not saying you have to break into their house and let him find a dwarf rabbit that is brewing. For heaven's sake!
suggest something More soft, as it did YaVaughnie Wilkins.
Who is it? A beautiful girl who for eight years was the mistress of a big piece of the American government, and suddenly remembered being married. YaVaughnie has put up giant posters in major U.S. cities of the actress with the faithless
Now that means "ruin" a man. Let's see if
eludes him once he's married.
And then there's the wife of Tiger Woods who has beaten to duty with the first thing that was found in his hands. Toh! A golf club. About
bat hits, poker perish.
not happy with him changed the face, chased him by car and stopped only when it is assured that he had crashed into something quite substantial. How to reduce a Tiger in Sylvester.
she must be one of two people who voted "destroy."
Guess who is the other.