One beer leads to another ... How Power is nothing without control, and Saturday night I lost control. Should I try to pinch of shame, but we go to order. The evening appeared normal, pleasant company of friends and princess in tow, a pizza and a little wine, the rest in a little place in the vicinity of quips and jokes. The premises are now populated by a very flashy youth, and perhaps for a period of emulation adolescent slipped into the stomach a few beers, music and high-voltage lights slashing a very nice evening. The following is another story, head shakes and stomach refused to absorb all the income collected in coming home was a passion to Golgotha, raving, sections of normal resting on the edge of the toilet I could not help but che rigurgitare, e senza pensieri me ne sono andato a dormire stordito e confuso.
Qust'esperienza lo buttata qui perchè mi sono sentito un bimbo alle prime esperienze, che per fare il figo si spinge oltre le proprie capacità, però caspita non volevo fare il figo volevo solo farmi una birra sensa massacrarmi di pippe mentali.....ma non ciò più er fisico de una volta, e soprattutto una ventina di anni in più.
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