Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Autistic Driver Licensing

story of a blonde named Bridget

came one night after a quiet evening with work colleagues. We welcome you with concern in our lives genius. The events gave us reason. Passed (and passes) the day half naked in our room, too thin to be beautiful and too blond to be taken seriously. Subjected to public lynchings, not rebelled against the fireballs thrown at you, as a vile man is not suitable for the revolution. Then came that day, lying on the ground: he had attempted suicide. At the hospital they told her that she and the baby were safe, but had to rest. Expecting a child! And who was the father? Suddenly the politicians who attended the Thursday disappeared. It was clear, the blonde was (is) a commonplace. A few days later we saw her on tv and think that is even better. The story follows ....


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