Monday, June 30, 2008

Get Well Card Ideas For Stroke Victims



The idea of \u200b\u200bthis blog is for artists to teach the process of creation of the step by step, incomplete figures show, the ideas in the moment being tested, but later discarded. In this way, we will learn about how you can be solving the problems and how they project the ideas of others.

I would ask that when you create entries, escribáis clear labels, if possible also put your name, so it is organized.

When we believe the issue in the ASP Forum I'll post here.

those who want to participate send me a message and add you so you can create entries. I hope to be adding you can have full access to modify the blog, because the idea is that is all.

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Friday, June 27, 2008

Old South Cornbread Mix



By: Enrikín.

The following situation happened to a friend in his college years. The locations and names have been changed to protect, in this case, the culprits.

ran the heady 90's, which had no dizzy much, but anyway. A group of University X X power anywhere in Chile met daily on the lawn of a good place to smoke bud, drink chelas liter and repairing the world.

The little group was very heterogeneous, Vero (half hippie, half and half cuica cartuchona, but nice), Jack (friend of all), the inevitable Guaton the Papito (q always greet you I said "hi daddy") The Jime (anarch, smart and rich, we all wanted him hehe), the Carla (the dumb blonde of q all gave him ha!), the Vito (piolita and friendly, years after he graduated told me that out of the closet) The Jote Ramírez (most Curao and scavenger of course), and obviously that tells the story.

had more, but I do not remember their names or nicknames. It was a normal day of college, we were idle in the grass, MATT rooms, laboratories and libraries, and annoying politicians everywhere. That day started a Web-IO giles early as 12 noon and had taken college. Sorry for the smell of tear gas, the sirens and the shots (I repeat, can be any large city in Chile).

We were away from the entrance. But take this opportunity to continue whistles and alcohol intoxicated, so he left a committee composed of Cat (wealthy), the Jime (getting rebates) and I was the one who made the cow. Always

dealer business and close to universities, so we quickly restocked with whistles, wine and chelas to be the whole afternoon lying on the grass practice hedonism, while fighting with the cops weet.

was so was one of the funniest weas my college days, too bad there were no phones or digital machines save time pa.

remember I walked away with some places Rucia ropes, but next to the group. And we were all intoxicated, unless the Jime. I always had doubts about their consumption, pa mi he did as he took and smoked, because I never saw the ball up, anyway.

I was in my chores, but was aware of what this group. Slowly he lowered the volume and the voices of the reel. So we went back to the rest of the people. Quedamo Only the cat, the vulture, the jime, the blonde and me.

also was late because I was starting to get dark. The jime said that he knew a place in the U piola for us to stay until the next day. So I went to buy some bread, more drugs and alcohol. Jojo university life.

was a laboratory that was remote and not occupied for years in the back, where engineers were geeks. We were in silent for a couple of hours until the guards left and entered the place. We jaranenado all night until we fell asleep.

Minutes before dawn I feel strange noises and awake. It was the vulture who was in an almost comatose drunk and fly trying to leave.

- won what's wrong? I'm
-cago compadre ...
- do you help out?
, if won, please ...

I lift as I could and went to a meadow with little plants that were nearby. The vulture just stood up and tried to pull his pants down while he fell as PEOs. I was looking shit with laughter, until they are down and make an awkward movement to sit down.
Then
the won dropped the average shit was a blast and then a couple of kilos they formed a mini swamp of shit on the grass. But the Weon was so cured that he sat down over your cake while I shit laughing. The

fainted won over the poop and I go to the scene to seek help from my other partners, but I find the only unpleasant surprise was the Jime. The wake up and tell him. She was also very good friend gave me grief and forced to help the moron.

Bitch, as I explain, we approached the vulture and I are the arcades. I vomited into the liver. The smell was unbearable hell. Jime While I said I was a moron I weas pa mine, which gave me a bit of strength and forced myself to act. In that short distance away and I see a hose as the vulture had passed over the shit and with his pants down, I suggest to you magueriemos jime, to which she gladly agrees ...

We made clothes, proceeded to bathe won. By now it was morning. as we could clean her clothes and dress him again. The won had a strange smell from grass, water and a little poop. We had a beer and q are the gaps in the crap part of their humanity, and all was wet. After both Webe, crazy cold awoke. We looked at his innocent baby face ...

- what wea happened ... you smell poop ... I screwed up ...? Jime

With Agut we look and laughter. She quickly replied.

"We were out and stepped on shit, you got a moron and began to wipe the Although a simple and everything is wet, all that you went for a cure.

The vulture laughed and said, fucking moron that I get to drink. And the three went back to school happy.

With jime never told anyone what happened, do not know why because the story aq was most amusing and disgusting. Weon bathe a poop covered the lawn of the university. At least we told vulture. Never heard this story so far. So vulture, onde you are, if you read this ... Greetings compadre. FIN


Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Kenny Rodgers Cheating

Because of the shit Say

By: Akgar Team.

First of all, we want to clarify that you are about to read a story that touches ... say, erotic, pornographic, perhaps triple X. We are the same, but write as though we hueones conscious shit, we want to start announcing ... so if tennis less than 15 years, or not made tennis a criterion, then ... best read other stuff. Kids! not think of putting this story on the mural of the school.

Well ... @ s dear readers and friends. What follows is the story of one of our partners, who happens to them notice and had told us something amazing time ago.

We have said that the theme and scope caquístico sexual usually give us strange situations. Besides that men do not have many filters when searching for some, say, introducing hole where part of us, especially if your brain is clouded by the fumes wea ethyl or any other that makes us return to our states primates . Here the story:

you went in one of those murky jermu was making a house specialty, the "double family", I understand that PA would be the use of the index and middle fingers the official entry and thumb behind.

The atmosphere was relaxed, alcohol and fireworks were our companions, and the dark room was the scene of a hectic session of dirty sex, animal and openly. As should be right?

At the same moment the daring "double family", I get to apply "spanky" and pah! cachuchazo one after another to increase the cries of the girl, it gets more hyperventilating and apparently due to the excitement, I was the thumb deeper than normal and I felt a bizcocidad exaggerated.

The deep demasia'o got was when I pa realized, had to bituminised knuckles.

With shame (read ascocalentura) pa could not quite get away with the matter without compromising the time and honor of the girl ... so I decided to apply sheets for wiping hands and end of a Kodak moment with the uncomfortable.

Short Story ... after the intense sex chair in a dark room, we threw ourselves to sleep and rest in bed messy. The next day woke up stunned and proud, with a mission to leave. As we dressed satisfied with my partner, we realize tragically that ... I do not really shit hand wiped with a portion of the sheet but with the blouse she lay sprawled on the bed. What was I to know? Do not make out ... I took the first thing I found myself thinking that was the bedding.

Unforgivable. My partner retired with bra and blazer, and put on his blouse screwing with shit.

As you can see ... we have friends finite. But what we want. Reflecting

can recommend a few things:

- Friends, if you can, try not to leave their clothes thrown on the bed.
- Friends, always maintain a roll of toilet paper around or a packet of tissues.
- Friends, if they come out with our protagonist, try not to lose control.
- Children were not supposed to read this stuff!

N. Editor: We are not responsible for the story. All we had here is the sole responsibility of pig moron that told us.

(2) N. Editor: We take Polakín greeting, today Wednesday 18 meets its 25 years. Congratulations Polakín.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Naming Information Cannot Be Located Target

spankys mijita, nobody will be mad

By: Enrikín.

After watching the Special Report to the theme of the pigs in the motels and hotels in Santiago, I was more than clear that it is important to the topic of poop, especially in the field of hygiene. And this blog is not only to tell stories, adventures and funny stories here too we find the time to reflect.

Although I have little reel in motels (always lived in apartment only), I guess there must be funny going to fuck up a place that has poop and other bodily fluids, and even if you do not see, you know the hueás these are there where you ride. In fact, it is unpleasant to go to restaurants, pubs or any public place and meet with full baths and MEAO shit everywhere. Returning

special report by journalist Paul de Allende Salazar, I am also struck by the technical language of the colleague has, is believed to be a rich mine of CSI (without prejudice that is as pa Contact), disguised as criminal, with a touch too pa-flown research aimed bugs in places where people fucking. Anyway, being the Special Report, we could let it go.

However I could not help noticing the technical language, did not find the target audience was reminded of the motels at least stick motelazos Who? University students, secretaries and their bosses, lovers, couples are relatively young, middle class in general and one or two exceptions there negligible. It is not by looking within, but such people CAEU butt what does "feces", but the colleague has been too culijunta, and despite the schedule does not bother to say "CACA" nowhere where they found shit.

If even the tabloid infumable LUN took issue with the report of IE, which highlights the presence of Aspergillus and Fusarium that are not nothing but mushrooms and cauliflower left leg or may cause vaginal infections. But nowhere in the tabloid talk about "CACA" and reviewed a number of premises found human fecal waste in blankets and bed covers, which is no wea that shit.

Dear reader @ s @ s, I wanted to stop in this area due to the amount of brutality that is spoken Today on TV strikes me that a program that tries to "inform" the common people do not use words that are used daily. Or maybe nobody has told a child? It's not touch that shit! If we can tell a child why TVN colleague has put cartridge and did not speak good Chilean idiosyncrasy "? "Media's editorial line? Cuica pure "?

I hope to draw their conclusions buddies / as.

PS Polakín insists that I remind him, and said long time , thanks to their hygiene, it is not for leaving poop in the bed of the motel.