here, Maria de Filippi has little or nothing ....
this unfortunate event will start with friends bastards "bastard teenage friend" with whom one shared, among many things ... the first hangover of Grand Marnier, stolen from the cabinet of his father, a couple of fistfights, a motorcycle accident ... and even the name! Yes you read right ... I was one of the few to be lucky enough to find a best friend with my same name ... just that he wrote it with the "ph". Stephan was, for reasons still unknown to my mind, fanatically dall'esecrabile venerable student body of our school. Just to let you know the type ... Stephan was that after going to the cinema to see "SOS-Ghosts Scrooged" with Bill Murray, the director returned indignantly accused of having plagiarized the story of Mickey Mouse, of which he had stored at the balloon home. Obviously, a good friend, after noticing the intense level of anger that this scopiazzatura had caused him, I was never able to reveal that a certain Charles Dickens had plagiarized the poor Mickey. One day, due to my moment of weakness with his ex, Stephan decided to sever our friendship forever. I personally could not oppose to that much, even Whereas the facts because I was not absolutely wrong. Unfortunately, the phrase "forever" is not all give the same meaning of eternity, Stephan, in fact, called me shortly before his birthday trying to set up a reconciliation. Then I explained exactly the kind of gift I should buy for her eighteenth birthday ... have to go on? It goes without saying, that after the birthday do not feel it anymore. The first I knew that it was enough just to watch levarmelo of around ... I would have given much earlier!
In second place we find Alexander, alias friend bastard summer. Alessandro Typical was the friend that when he understood that something between me and a girl, was beginning to take tangible form, began to break the picks! 0ni denigrating the girl in any way possible. Apparently, however, soon replaced by a sudden change of opinion and began to desperately try too. One day Alex very kindly offered to accompany me to the airport. While I was standing in line for check-in, with the availability mostratami, I asked him if he could go and fetch any newspaper. Alex came running when I was already in line for the gates and handed me a copy of the Corriere della Sera as an attachment in the middle. Arrived in front of the my place, I dropped the newspaper on the seat, freeing your hands so you can put the trolley into the container. The "Annex" slipped out, exposing his shameful identity. I and virtually all the plane then discovered that there was no way a publication of the RCS publishing group, but rather a niche magazine devoted to the pleasures sad0mà $ 0 for over40s. As perhaps a magazine that caters to a segment of the market a bit 'too narrow a view of this comic was not appreciated by many, so much so that the woman, who was already sitting comfortably next to the window and decided to bother calling the 'entire staff to be change of place, explaining vehemently that the opposition felt for that kind of literature. The hostess, in turn, they take the captain, who left the cabin to see me in person to explain that I could not indulge in the reading on the plane. In vain were my attempts to explain the cruel joke. After an unintelligible wink captain told me that he would not seized the paper if I had not gone out in public, thus allowing me to view it comfortably when I arrive home. I thanked him for being bothered and did not use the microphone on board. The now famous
Flavia makes a cameo in position number three, as the friend female bastard . Some time ago, Flavia told a beautiful piece of pussy that he had informed on my account ... I was totally exhausted and ... let it go. Then he had also the courage to tell me everything ... and to declare his interest in me! Madness! (I do not deny being totally exhausted ... but I feel resentment for those who stresses free)
In fourth position could not miss the friend bastard university, in this case, Kasey. One morning, after arriving late to the Developmental Psychology course, I noticed that other colleagues were intent on writing something on scraps of paper. Kasey I asked what it was, who explained to me that we had to sub- compile a list of "changes in physical conditions that occur to individuals of our own sex with the onset of adolescence." Assistant Prof. head%% Ca or moved to withdraw the package, and Prof. Head Ca% % or began to make a chart on the board, stating full names of the scribes. At the time I did not understand why they chose all things like a smile, eyes, hands. Then the professor said, "the initial results we can already see that the things that strike us at first sight of strangers are always the same and that ... the eyes, then smile and responsiveness of the interlocutor, and then hands the gesture .... " Obviously, the lesson went through a traumatic break when the Professor read my list, which contained among other things, the genitalia developed in the presence of chest hair and deepening of the voice. I wanted to sink ... I swear I still feel I can hear people whispering behind my back "what you see, what you first see the chest hair ..." And finally ...
friend bastard office. Roger, who after spending a weekend on the golf course because he had been paid in tournament fees ... and it seemed wrong "while I was doing the nights in the office to seek a Minch! @ Defense in the case vs. White. Mourney, had courage, on Monday morning to arrive at the office first of all, take the file from my desk, and to appropriate the sweaty work, telling the foreman not to send me to court because he could see from what I had contributed little or nothing and seemed very confused about the facts of the case. When he won the prize trip to Hawaii ... I prayed that was engulfed by the magma.
I hope this is enough ... I also remember those who were concerned that they call for entries for the new position of bastard blogger friend ... anyone interested can enter the draw to be held shortly on my blog.
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