Well then say (go say so), not much on this blo ... Lots of blah blah, it's a blocked after all ... Cairo still you know. No I do not know. You branles worry eh?? As you are right. And if your trip is going well? But what a journey? The trip lasts 6 hours, 7 can be at most. The life you mean? Life routine. Routine death. Death life. As food: résurectum ... New concept! But still it must be trippy Cairo ... Trippy? Why? Ben I do not know me, Egypt is still not a bit the cradle of civilization? Huh? But try telling what you got the chance, everyone wants to break. Break? Trippy? Break the ass so we will sub for booze at the bar ... Always the same way. At least we can say we have no choice here (I mean between 1120 and 1050 in the through the 1000 and 1060 (I know you yourself is)). Breaking balls on chairs and desks. Break the head, head I tell you ... Not the head that we will not break the too, it heats, it heats up but it is rarely the case. But hey what is worse, losing his head or lose his balls? Oh yes I
guts, I drink teas that you would return the stomach of a camel, I'm walking around in sandals because my feet stink in all my rooks, I revel in passages of the Koran when the urge comes, I matte big pigs frustrated zgweg mater barely pubescent girls or older skins (old and wrinkled by the sun) yet sexy because they still have not given up, turned ... I'm looking for the delicious Pharaonic civilization ... Three pyramids and Sphinx! And a lot of japano-Teutonic and connasses mini shorts that buy water at the price of beer in Belgium, taking costs sun on the back of the thighs because their head is too well protected by filthy caps. I learned to decipher the hieroglyphs, and we converse at length on the meaning of frescoes almost completely eroded by time with my friends at the French Institute of Oriental Archaeology, it is not life grand?! Then people are too nice, it's as if they were running after the stick that has fought for years (and who has not finished with them I think). The humiliation has no limit! .. I am the king ... In a dictatorship, you hear! Everyone wants to know me, share with me, exchange ... The cultural mix: galabeya me smoking shisha and jabbering in Arabic with great emphasis on training and you bruxellaire sebago, listening to rap in your i-pod and speaking French with a delicious accent Berber-scum. Oh no it is Brussels ... Ooh metics your diversity ceases to amaze me, you exiled in the West, children from nowhere and everywhere at once, as I understand now. Myself I am grown a mustache (at least I try) and as I said I put on sandals, I taameya classy sandwiches at noon, my passion for heavy chick has never as well (u) worn, I read of Khaled Al Khamissi, my musical tastes have integrated yet Sélects Zar and other traditional musics of the Mediterranean from there, the sound of the oud and ney m'envoûtent as calling the prayer, perched on top of Al Azhar Park ... But I have to forgo the joys of Trappist and abbey beer? No! Whenever I can I deliver is Chimay, Chouffe, Duvel and others. Does the cabbage Brussels is not my favorite vegetable? I do not think so. Hip-hop and metal I miss the sound filthy DNA and Tray 4 too, I make up as he must bulk of Mc Donald's because here at least I can afford, and I think soon return to church ... Go
say, but if travel is the discovery anyway. You've met some nice people? Oh you can hear really not what I say ... What a trip? Life is discovery. The discovery is death. Death in life. Have you ever been in Neder-Over-Hembeek? Well then will discover ... Nice people. Nice people everywhere. Everywhere. I came to or I'm starting to come party ..? But at least I have not come to me typing crap idiots Science Bitch who say hello to maybe put on their resume as they learned Arabic quickly they forget but maybe later they unearth or bowl with a network of knowledge a diplomat in an Arab country and then what will be the class of power salamaleker approximately. Or maybe the right plan for the practice of young students from Sciences Po Paris that the exotic side of Arabic excites well but that being a dick metic file is still a lot of sacrifices. Nice people ... Italians, for example, is the worst abroad when they are making little effort to learn the local dialect is a true disaster. Amerlocs of a mess, they are probably part of the US-Egyptian deal as well as military equipment ... They are everywhere, you never know what they are doing here too. Maybe they are preparing a new offensive by Israel in the Sinai, they are tracking or is it just a sham and business ... "We amerlocs one is cool. You've Coke and McDonald's but you have not enough coke and black politicians, but it will come" ... Nice people ...
guts, I drink teas that you would return the stomach of a camel, I'm walking around in sandals because my feet stink in all my rooks, I revel in passages of the Koran when the urge comes, I matte big pigs frustrated zgweg mater barely pubescent girls or older skins (old and wrinkled by the sun) yet sexy because they still have not given up, turned ... I'm looking for the delicious Pharaonic civilization ... Three pyramids and Sphinx! And a lot of japano-Teutonic and connasses mini shorts that buy water at the price of beer in Belgium, taking costs sun on the back of the thighs because their head is too well protected by filthy caps. I learned to decipher the hieroglyphs, and we converse at length on the meaning of frescoes almost completely eroded by time with my friends at the French Institute of Oriental Archaeology, it is not life grand?! Then people are too nice, it's as if they were running after the stick that has fought for years (and who has not finished with them I think). The humiliation has no limit! .. I am the king ... In a dictatorship, you hear! Everyone wants to know me, share with me, exchange ... The cultural mix: galabeya me smoking shisha and jabbering in Arabic with great emphasis on training and you bruxellaire sebago, listening to rap in your i-pod and speaking French with a delicious accent Berber-scum. Oh no it is Brussels ... Ooh metics your diversity ceases to amaze me, you exiled in the West, children from nowhere and everywhere at once, as I understand now. Myself I am grown a mustache (at least I try) and as I said I put on sandals, I taameya classy sandwiches at noon, my passion for heavy chick has never as well (u) worn, I read of Khaled Al Khamissi, my musical tastes have integrated yet Sélects Zar and other traditional musics of the Mediterranean from there, the sound of the oud and ney m'envoûtent as calling the prayer, perched on top of Al Azhar Park ... But I have to forgo the joys of Trappist and abbey beer? No! Whenever I can I deliver is Chimay, Chouffe, Duvel and others. Does the cabbage Brussels is not my favorite vegetable? I do not think so. Hip-hop and metal I miss the sound filthy DNA and Tray 4 too, I make up as he must bulk of Mc Donald's because here at least I can afford, and I think soon return to church ... Go
say, but if travel is the discovery anyway. You've met some nice people? Oh you can hear really not what I say ... What a trip? Life is discovery. The discovery is death. Death in life. Have you ever been in Neder-Over-Hembeek? Well then will discover ... Nice people. Nice people everywhere. Everywhere. I came to or I'm starting to come party ..? But at least I have not come to me typing crap idiots Science Bitch who say hello to maybe put on their resume as they learned Arabic quickly they forget but maybe later they unearth or bowl with a network of knowledge a diplomat in an Arab country and then what will be the class of power salamaleker approximately. Or maybe the right plan for the practice of young students from Sciences Po Paris that the exotic side of Arabic excites well but that being a dick metic file is still a lot of sacrifices. Nice people ... Italians, for example, is the worst abroad when they are making little effort to learn the local dialect is a true disaster. Amerlocs of a mess, they are probably part of the US-Egyptian deal as well as military equipment ... They are everywhere, you never know what they are doing here too. Maybe they are preparing a new offensive by Israel in the Sinai, they are tracking or is it just a sham and business ... "We amerlocs one is cool. You've Coke and McDonald's but you have not enough coke and black politicians, but it will come" ... Nice people ...
