A paradox is a God of laughter, a little bending of reality to hide everything that does not combine well with the rest.
The master with the words style, which kindly let us play with them, knowing that the end will always win because they are more of us. The
tronista totally ignores the young, looking at the world from its golden bench, and is not aware of the disaster that is going to happen.
Suddenly, all things as they occur, a small and insignificant thought makes its way into the arid expanse of the his mind, shaking his quiet life on television.
A trickle of cold sweat across his forehead, and for a moment the question whether that strange feeling is not due to a temporary stomach ache, but unfortunately for him, his gut has no responsibility in what is happening.
Scared as never before, seeking comfort in the neckline of the woman who is in front, and it seems to have happened, at least until she decides to open his mouth.
- So, what have you decided? Look, I'm not here to warm the chair mica .. OR I choose or I go, you hear? -
He tried to resist, but the thought is a complicated combination chemistry and magic, and if you are not used is difficult to master.
- you know, is that in my own femininity phenomenology hermeneutics there is no communication between us, "said a low voice, almost ashamed.
A stony silence greeted his joke. Some reviewers of the study they looked at each other dumbfounded, domandosi what was the meaning of these obscure words.
The woman in front of him broke the silence by standing up and starting to scream
- Aoh, hermeneutics to whom? Phenomenology tell him your sister-threatening erupted, followed by the applause of the crowd that he had finally realized that those words were nothing more than complicated unusually creative insults.
While the typical quarrel raged daily, he knew that his days on the throne were finished: a tronista think that is a paradox too strong for television today.
When it rains, however, is always wet, and worsen the situation we thought it an irresistible impulse to enter the library.
He put his hands to his face and wept at the sad future that was waiting for him. Somebody Up There
laughed again.
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