How I stayed?
Ah yes, because there are that it was getting ... Ah not true, is that as long as they talk about catching me was (Polo Polo Dixit).
Ayyy that Guevara the blogosphere, but hey, I returned to light up their gaps, and I promise to back away so .*
The other day I was looking for information on general relativity and cosmology and pure crap arrive at the Yahoo Answers system. For those who do not know which is the cock, it is a mother Birdbrain where people write their questions on any topic, and then people with too much time responding to questions, saving the critical work and Birdbrain investagación to inquirers (the net mothers speak if the university was just fucking me, fucking pure copy-paste for my work, haha).
Anyway, I was amazed at the quality of crap that people ask, but I was even more surprised that people responded that shit! haha, some questions are so shit they gave me laughing, in fact now the show, check it out my dear flock, and then proceed to answer the purest style of the napkin.
R = Konozuke, I firmly believe that there is a stage in the life of every man who loses control of his sphincter. Do not worry, the time may finally have met you, but perhaps part pure exhibitionism yours.
R = Dear Marilyn, of course!. All your favorite stars do, even people like Stephen Hawking Chespirito and owe their success to a daily intake of 150 grams of mucus.
R = Dear Andrew, accept, your pain in the anus has nothing to do with hemorrhoids, why not get out of the closet once and for all?
R = This, ahem, cough! cof! ... Am I talking about?
R = Interesting philosophical page. Guys, who provides for the experiment?. If you die during the research promise to remember by digestive and masturbatory rituals.
chili02 R = Dear, if you feel that you chop the tail, in one of these, as well you need a boyfriend, pillin.
R = The man, in his infinite wisdom, has taught us that the souls of their noses, when they die go to heaven snot. There are mountains of noses as far as the eye can see, where the souls of the mucus can relax for the rest of eternity.
* is a lie.
