A man walking along a street with his dog. We enjoyed the scenery, when suddenly he realized morto.Si be remembered when he was dying and that the dog who walked to fiancoera dead for years. He wondered where that led them edopo a little way they came to a high white wall that bordered the road and chesembrava marble. On top of a hill was broken by a high arch in the light of chebrillava sole.Quando there was before, he saw that the arch was closed by a gate that sembravadi pearl and the street leading to the gate looked like gold puro.Con the dog walked toward the gate, where one side was a uomoSeduto a scrivania.Arrivato before him, asked him: - Excuse me, where are we? This is Heaven, sir, - answered the man .- Wow! And you could have some water? - Yes, sir. Come in, I'll have some water ghiacciata.L 'man gestured and the gate is opened, can not even get my friend? - Said the traveler indicating ilsuo dog .- I'm sorry, sir, but the animals do not accettiamo.L 'man thought an instant, then he turn around and returned to the streets with the suoCane.Dopo another long walk, came on top of a' other hill unaStrada dirty leading to the entrance of a farm, a gate chesembrava never been closed. There were no fences sorta.Avvicinandosi entrance, he saw a man reading a book sitting controun 'tree .- Excuse me - he asked. - It would be some water? - Yes, of course. There is a pump, also comes .- And my friend here? - He said, pointing to the dog .- Close to the pump should be a ciotola.Attraversarono entry and actually a little farther on, there was unantiquata hand pump, with a side ciotola.Il traveler filled the bowl and took a long swig, then offered it alkanes. They continued so until they were satisfied, then returned to the tree dall'uomoseduto .- What do you call this place? - This is the traveler asked .- .- Be Paradise ', is unclear. There down the road told me that a eraquello Heaven .- Oh, you mean that place with the golden road and the gate dimadreperla? No, that's hell .- And do not dry them to use your name? - No, it suits us that those who selezionino convenience lascianoperdere their best when amici.Così: Sometimes we wonder why friends continue to send barzellettesenza add a word, maybe this can explain it. When you have moltoda do, but want to remain the same in contact, what do you do? Simand barzellette.Quando you have nothing particular to say, but want to remain the stessoIn contact, send barzellette.Quando you have something to say, but no one knows what, or do not know how to Simand barzellette.Anche let someone know that you still remember him, That's still important to him, he is still loved, what do you do? It sends unaBarzelletta.Così next time you get a joke, do not think that vihanno sent just another joke, but today your amicodall'altra the computer has been thinking about you and sent you a smile.
Friday, October 26, 2007
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FRIENDSHIP Friendship (by cristal)
A man walking along a street with his dog. We enjoyed the scenery, when suddenly he realized morto.Si be remembered when he was dying and that the dog who walked to fiancoera dead for years. He wondered where that led them edopo a little way they came to a high white wall that bordered the road and chesembrava marble. On top of a hill was broken by a high arch in the light of chebrillava sole.Quando there was before, he saw that the arch was closed by a gate that sembravadi pearl and the street leading to the gate looked like gold puro.Con the dog walked toward the gate, where one side was a uomoSeduto a scrivania.Arrivato before him, asked him: - Excuse me, where are we? This is Heaven, sir, - answered the man .- Wow! And you could have some water? - Yes, sir. Come in, I'll have some water ghiacciata.L 'man gestured and the gate is opened, can not even get my friend? - Said the traveler indicating ilsuo dog .- I'm sorry, sir, but the animals do not accettiamo.L 'man thought an instant, then he turn around and returned to the streets with the suoCane.Dopo another long walk, came on top of a' other hill unaStrada dirty leading to the entrance of a farm, a gate chesembrava never been closed. There were no fences sorta.Avvicinandosi entrance, he saw a man reading a book sitting controun 'tree .- Excuse me - he asked. - It would be some water? - Yes, of course. There is a pump, also comes .- And my friend here? - He said, pointing to the dog .- Close to the pump should be a ciotola.Attraversarono entry and actually a little farther on, there was unantiquata hand pump, with a side ciotola.Il traveler filled the bowl and took a long swig, then offered it alkanes. They continued so until they were satisfied, then returned to the tree dall'uomoseduto .- What do you call this place? - This is the traveler asked .- .- Be Paradise ', is unclear. There down the road told me that a eraquello Heaven .- Oh, you mean that place with the golden road and the gate dimadreperla? No, that's hell .- And do not dry them to use your name? - No, it suits us that those who selezionino convenience lascianoperdere their best when amici.Così: Sometimes we wonder why friends continue to send barzellettesenza add a word, maybe this can explain it. When you have moltoda do, but want to remain the same in contact, what do you do? Simand barzellette.Quando you have nothing particular to say, but want to remain the stessoIn contact, send barzellette.Quando you have something to say, but no one knows what, or do not know how to Simand barzellette.Anche let someone know that you still remember him, That's still important to him, he is still loved, what do you do? It sends unaBarzelletta.Così next time you get a joke, do not think that vihanno sent just another joke, but today your amicodall'altra the computer has been thinking about you and sent you a smile.
A man walking along a street with his dog. We enjoyed the scenery, when suddenly he realized morto.Si be remembered when he was dying and that the dog who walked to fiancoera dead for years. He wondered where that led them edopo a little way they came to a high white wall that bordered the road and chesembrava marble. On top of a hill was broken by a high arch in the light of chebrillava sole.Quando there was before, he saw that the arch was closed by a gate that sembravadi pearl and the street leading to the gate looked like gold puro.Con the dog walked toward the gate, where one side was a uomoSeduto a scrivania.Arrivato before him, asked him: - Excuse me, where are we? This is Heaven, sir, - answered the man .- Wow! And you could have some water? - Yes, sir. Come in, I'll have some water ghiacciata.L 'man gestured and the gate is opened, can not even get my friend? - Said the traveler indicating ilsuo dog .- I'm sorry, sir, but the animals do not accettiamo.L 'man thought an instant, then he turn around and returned to the streets with the suoCane.Dopo another long walk, came on top of a' other hill unaStrada dirty leading to the entrance of a farm, a gate chesembrava never been closed. There were no fences sorta.Avvicinandosi entrance, he saw a man reading a book sitting controun 'tree .- Excuse me - he asked. - It would be some water? - Yes, of course. There is a pump, also comes .- And my friend here? - He said, pointing to the dog .- Close to the pump should be a ciotola.Attraversarono entry and actually a little farther on, there was unantiquata hand pump, with a side ciotola.Il traveler filled the bowl and took a long swig, then offered it alkanes. They continued so until they were satisfied, then returned to the tree dall'uomoseduto .- What do you call this place? - This is the traveler asked .- .- Be Paradise ', is unclear. There down the road told me that a eraquello Heaven .- Oh, you mean that place with the golden road and the gate dimadreperla? No, that's hell .- And do not dry them to use your name? - No, it suits us that those who selezionino convenience lascianoperdere their best when amici.Così: Sometimes we wonder why friends continue to send barzellettesenza add a word, maybe this can explain it. When you have moltoda do, but want to remain the same in contact, what do you do? Simand barzellette.Quando you have nothing particular to say, but want to remain the stessoIn contact, send barzellette.Quando you have something to say, but no one knows what, or do not know how to Simand barzellette.Anche let someone know that you still remember him, That's still important to him, he is still loved, what do you do? It sends unaBarzelletta.Così next time you get a joke, do not think that vihanno sent just another joke, but today your amicodall'altra the computer has been thinking about you and sent you a smile.
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