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The daughter of a friend of mine to say that it did not understand a topic, theme, or at least a speech using a colorful expression, but highly effective: "I do not understand I've got a chip only lippa! ". The phrase conveys the idea throughout the whole.

Well I do not understand I've got a chip only lippa!

I read that "Facebook is a social platform that lets you connect with your friends and others who work, study and live around you." I have not so familiar with this kind of computer connection, but I too have had the curiosity to try to come into this world very popular and, in some respects, absurd.

After registration I followed the advice to search for old friends and classmates, and what surprised me is that many of those who tried were there. During working hours and office "I requested their friendship" that after a few hours I arrived promptly, a clear sign that many people, or at least many of my acquaintances and friends have nothing better to do than to stay glued in front of a monitor and a keyboard computer. The next day, opening the "About Me", I find five messages.

Curiosity is a woman but I will certainly too few female hormone and it worries me. I open the messages and friend requests, I find two people that I have ever met in my life, calls for two games - and Hotel city Pet Society - and a "Who are you? I do not know who wrote and distrust always presented first. This game, however, with Pet Society. I understand now that this is a boring play that has the advantage of even more stunned than I can think for yourself. After a few days back on my page and read: "John Tizio and Caio Mauro Giovanna commented on the photo of Harry." "What I care! I say to myself.

Scroll down the page and my "Mario Lavezzi has tagged a photo". Tagging , what does tag? I'm not going to deepen. I continue to scroll down the page and found two notifications and I realize I have 158 friends. Who would have thought! I do not have time to respond and write a few lines that suffered other friend requests arrive and impertinent questions make me believe that it is not so much about "old". Only after I learned that those questions were part of the last polls of the "social platform" that had nothing to statistics or science, but they were a hobby. Yeah! a pastime, not much unlike the old "chain letter" of the past.

I do not go out anymore! How do you stop?

answer to the last two friend requests, I write a few words on the board who knows who he is, I give to eat a horse of Pet Society and close it. I

NAUSEA

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NAUSEA SUMMER

E 'for some days that it's hot, really hot and already regret the winter and the days of cold and rain that accompanied us until a few days ago.
With the heat do not feel like staying indoors to melt the air conditioning was apparently done on purpose, when you need it there is always something that makes it work as it should be so, especially at night, come out and accept any invitation of a friend to go out to some place where they proceeded to lay out the tables. Hope
earnestly in the coolness of the outdoor spaces but soon you will have your disappointments, and with it, start your sufferings.

"A plate of sausages and cheeses accompanied by fresh salad "is the advice of a young-college-student-waiter, friendly, smiling, shiny with sweat." Drink a plug 400 double malt. Fresh, frozen actually! Take care! "Is the recommendation of my friend who obviously prefers the outdoor temperature of the beverage and food but the calories and the unknown power" hot, "especially for beer that is drunk immediately after being returned to the planet through a copious sweat that moistened our shirts and gives a warm feeling even more troublesome.

But that feeling of warmth, too nice to tell the truth because it is with friends who're going through a night, is interrupted arrival, suddenly, a limousine white, twelve feet by car, a long written - Bacirubati - goods advertised on the side of cheap clothing for customers increasingly tasteless. Blue LED lights, psychedelic light up the bottom of that car does not just end in itself but in return those lights make it even more horrible and, finally, the occupants come out that take place in the same table where I am with my friends . Three

bombshells, just dressed, smiling, flutters to life as two gyms immediately seek the attention of any audience. In the midst of the flock that a young Italian male greets people who do not has ever seen in his life, he smiles to others who do not know, meeting the smiles of others unknown. It strikes me in the right forearm a tattoo: Padre Pio in a 1:1 ratio. Now that's faith! Who is it? Boh! All right! And 'he! - Says a young friend certainly not very attentive to what is true and standard of life but rather so diligently to TV programs - It 's Fabiano: that of Big Brother. What Big Brother? the sixth! And the run meet with their cell phones ready to take pictures.

Fabiano reassured after the two gyms that cattle were close to defend the lives and privacy of the great man, embraces them, one by one, smiles and emits sounds simple, primary, primate, such as "AO ! and mo? still! anvedi! .
accompaniment sounds simple, low harmonic gestures americanegroidi type "V" or thumbs up or the index finger and thumb and lifted his other hand touched his groin: his own.

Geese smile and flutter, the body guards try to contain the public - about 5 or 6 kids, perhaps short-sighted, they were approached to see who was the star or, more likely to see up close that car from 12 meters.

The local people initially annoyed by the presence even if not tumultuous, back after a few minutes to matters that had failed, returns to discuss, smiling, talking, drinking, eating.

The two "ducks", just after photos with the star bound in the memories of their cerebral cortex consist of little more than a dozen neurons and return to the tables to talk and smile. Near the 12-meter long car Fabiano is to repeat its simple sounds AO! And mo? Still! Anvedi! "but not alone, and not noticed it. He near the two Body Guards that quickly continue to look to the right and left and hold a crowd that now is no more. Idiots!

But! 'Is beer is really tough! Embrace the proximity of the young, friendly, student-university-waiter to ask for and use " nun me if I care n'cazzo is a. .."

NAUSEA
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