Friday, December 18, 2009

Untucked Shit With Suit

BLOGBOOK 1.0: Chapter 2




blogbook 1.0 SHUT UP AND KISS ME or Night of the Silent Kisses


CHAPTER two

THE WAY OF JUSTICE



NET-WORK Arnaldo (Botafogo)
16:30

... I took the books and I called BB
(tel 01)
... she was in the shower ... March meeting with an employee at a bus stop in front of Bradesco's Volunteers of the homeland ...
... 10 minutes under the scorching heat, I called BB (tel 02)
... she warns that is already hanging out ... 5 more minutes in the oven, and enter the Bradesco rapo 50 bucks in the account, decided to take a Meriva with air conditioning and get it going at home ... ... called for BB

(tel 03) to communicate this decision, but she was already in the street and pick up the phone that was in the backpack seems that bumped the nail on the zipper bag full of ( After all, we would then direct the Canecão to make the passage of sound) and then the thunder prescedeu the brightness of the lightning ... Quarrel No hum:
warns that it would return to the nail salon because she had done for one hour was broken and I do not lets talk about anything else ... ... I can not stand the heat and get a taxi ... ... I called BB

(tel 04) ...
No Quarrel two:
she will not let me say that I am the way ... your mood is a danger ... ... the taxi is dispensed with half flag: she had left home ... even though the street had her shadows, but do so with the heavy backpack was painful.
... I get the point: it is not there! ... I called BB

(tel 05) ... Quarrel number three:

try to know where she is, but angry with a fingernail and my constant phone harassment à la Ricardo Maia , she repeats which is on the way and before I could say more credit goes to the mobile communication whitespace that was already tense and fragile Belela will pro ... ... I remember she said she would return to the salon to repair the finger and go two blocks ahead to the next point in the direction of this hall ... without communication, fear not find it ... but she was there. .. whew!

... I might be going crazy, but as soon as identified at the bus stop and their eyes lit up green in daylight a look that seems to have been invented for the film, calmed my hysteria heated and relaxed ... wet hair and smile were angry that I stood before a solution to all problems of the world ... my god: I would do anything for not argue with that pretty girl in that scorching heat ... anything!

... thanks to god, Betina flexible and have the mood incited the damage that my phone calls made in the enamel of your nail and tried to keep the ongoing missãoa be executed ... ... take the air-conditioned bus and went to court to test the poems we would say that on the night that our poetry was being said on stage that, until further notice, it was always meant to ... celebrities!



next chapter:
POETRY IN COURT

>> test: what laws are available to judges deem

artistic performances? photos in this post: Julio Pereira - Maysa Britto, Layana Loss

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