still missing five days later this month, but my account already celebrating New Year with an intimate red jewel that rivals national Valeriona. Yet they are so conscientious a person.
Sure I could have avoided going to see "Uncle Boonmee that remembers its past lives" because of the utter uselessness of the film, but at the same time, that 7 € allowed me to see a scene highly erotic and unrepeatable a princess fucked by a catfish. Perhaps I could not go out to eat at Japanese 5 times in a month, but how do you resist the temptation of a temaki salmon? But who does it?
In a sense, bring the shirt in the laundry when you know that there is no remedy is another spending spree, but at least I can tell my children of having tried "Children, yes, I once smeared across his shirt just bought ink and then I tried to repair the damage by spending € 5 at the dry cleaners. " Who then writes up a Google "ink stain" and is now an idiot yahoo answers that readily says "use the milk, but now, if you wash it you end up, but you could tell me before? With 5 € We bought 2 gallons of milk.
Rethinking the costs then maybe that sweater powder here, cute, but a bit 'Enter if like me you have the complexion of sick Casper. Even those three books by the bed still incelofanati me I could avoid them because I do not have much time to read them. At least in my favor, I can say I did not buy shoes .. ah no, I had completely forgotten about those paper blue men's shoes, but shoes that boys. At this Add to this, bought a corset with black lace to make a picture in which they dressed as a bearded lady, several lunches out, the taxi when you're tired and you're far away for college books, photocopying, snacks after hours of lecture, the fact giant to buy smoked salmon, go to the butcher jeweler in Via della Rocca, a few pairs of tights like my fifty is not enough, because I have a cream skin imperfections, invite friends to dinner, bought the necklace with an owl, order two cocks on the internet ...
Okay, I have a spendthrift.
who invites me to dinner?
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