Thursday, April 16, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
Running Water On Your
la haine
You believe in God ? Must not be asked if you believe in God but God believes in us!
I had a friend named Grumvalski. We were all deported to Siberia.
When you bring in Siberian labor camps, traveling in cattle cars and traveling across icy steppes for days without seeing anyone. There is one warms with each other but the problem is that for free, to shit in the guard can not be! and are the only stops when you need to put water in the locomotive. But
Grumvalski was quite shy and already when we had to wash our group felt very uncomfortable. I took it a bit 'around because of this story. In short, the train stops and we all take the opportunity to go to shit back, behind the wagon. But I had broken so the boxes to the poor Grumvalski he decides to go a bit 'away.
In short, the train starts. Everyone jump on the flight because the train will not wait. The problem is that Grumvalski that he had left behind a bush was still shitting. Then I see him run out from behind the bush with his hands holding his pants so they will not fall down and trying to reach the train. I will extend my hand, but as he hands me his, he must give up the pants that fall to the ankles. Retires on his pants and gets back to run ... and pants to fall for every time I try to, Grumvalski hands. "
" So then, what happened? "
Nothing. Grumvalski is cold ... dead!
long ... So long ...
You believe in God ? Must not be asked if you believe in God but God believes in us!
I had a friend named Grumvalski. We were all deported to Siberia.
When you bring in Siberian labor camps, traveling in cattle cars and traveling across icy steppes for days without seeing anyone. There is one warms with each other but the problem is that for free, to shit in the guard can not be! and are the only stops when you need to put water in the locomotive. But
Grumvalski was quite shy and already when we had to wash our group felt very uncomfortable. I took it a bit 'around because of this story. In short, the train stops and we all take the opportunity to go to shit back, behind the wagon. But I had broken so the boxes to the poor Grumvalski he decides to go a bit 'away.
In short, the train starts. Everyone jump on the flight because the train will not wait. The problem is that Grumvalski that he had left behind a bush was still shitting. Then I see him run out from behind the bush with his hands holding his pants so they will not fall down and trying to reach the train. I will extend my hand, but as he hands me his, he must give up the pants that fall to the ankles. Retires on his pants and gets back to run ... and pants to fall for every time I try to, Grumvalski hands. "
" So then, what happened? "
Nothing. Grumvalski is cold ... dead!
long ... So long ...
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