Last night at the pub Travalle I touched a boob. But big. I will not say who ... (She and the know Gui).
I'm still thinking. What a beauty. Also in
Travalle s is discussed approaches. But none of the psychological and emotional. Physical approach of strangers.
Now, the question is the extent to which man becomes blurred vision (as well as the soap) from the testicle?
Inevitable not recall scenes of panic at the foam party ibizenghe amnesia. I've been there twice and twice I was groped as a clay jar. Above and below, left and right. Until the encounter with the fearsome conqueror TOTTI type, so called because his specialty is the spoon. It is said
SPOON - Men and women (who then go to ignorant, with the foam and the smoke challenge thou hast to recognize who the front) seats in front. He runs his hand with a spatula escavator upward movement between her legs, mimicking the movement of the shovel on the sand. She (in this case, me) thrusts fist in a straight line, ndo coio coio, because poor visibility and soap in my eyes. Becca someone very, very violently. Stratton's friend and dragged her out of the Sun orgy dishes.
Now, the foam party should be considered a version of Tamarra dark room. The only difference is that if I decide to go into a dark room cursed mel'aspetto palpated the contrary, I try specifically apple.
At no foam parties. Also because, if he decides to be a foam party seriously, there's nothing to enjoy. Breathe foam from his nose and mouth while unknown hands can touch you in 2000 and 4000 feet pounding like it was time to harvest is not fun. But the man
TOTTI tocchiccia in the pile. Touching tits, ass and company without even knowing if you are palpating Want to Marchi or Heidi Klum. But stupid enough to touch. Ahh, that Goduria. Maybe at the end of the evening will be counting the spoons and they brag with their friends as if every excavated corresponded to an embrace. Stupid, stupid. I refuse to believe that he was deceived to conclude something. "Hey, hello, what are you while you were choking did a pap test in hand .. you like a drink?". Do not comment further.
Rated -30, nerd molester.
There are other approaches, no less ridiculous, but certainly less traumatic for the poor prey.
The hard won. Must this adjective to the famous phatic function of language: to prepare the field for a telephone conversation debut with "READY?" Which takes on the meaning of "there, am going to start talking." The subject typically appears before you as if it were at the counter of the bank: HELLO, CAN YOU HEAR? And the answer, poor fellow. Unless you use the verb "to know" in the biblical sense, its incipit appears totally useless. As if to say: HELLO, I CAN TELL YOU HELLO?. Rated 4
, redundant.
Conqueror old school. Rivoga a whole set of old licks from peanuts. "We have already 'seen you somewhere before?" / "COME HERE OFTEN?" / "Looking for someone?". Response gets a smile of pity and a pat on the back that is worse than a slap in the face. Rated 3
, lazy.
Conqueror LaChance, because the important thing is to be convinced. Approaches in the grip of St. Vitus dance autoconvinto because you can dance. It 's so busy with his choreography (hence the name LaChance) who does not realize that there is also the music, and maybe that should be followed. Tripping on the notes of the Pussycat Dolls, gives the basin Riky Martin. Since there is no problem, indeed. The prey laughs uproariously and pointing to the friend whispering in your ear. The prey stops laughing when the whip pelvic try to kidnap her in a pas de deux. Do not you just have to stop yelling in your ear "YOU MUST BE CALM BUT."
rating of 10 for the effort, but 4 for the instep, ridiculous.
Conqueror coupled . One of the worst. Shown and disco with his girlfriend but does not give up the game. Dance with her winking at the back of poor girls. When it seems on the verge of realizing he sticks his tongue in his mouth as if to say "NO NO, there is nothing to NOT LOOK BACK". Rated 1
, winking fake and a liar.
Conqueror peter pan. E ' convinced that he still 13 years ahead and send the friend. "Oh, that girl over there wants to meet you." Thanks for the info, send me a fax. If the prey has more than 14 years, this technique will fail miserably, between the laughter of her friends who continue with the additive / smile / she whispered.
Rated 0, plasmon biscuits.
Conqueror seasoned . Despite his 60 years he threw himself into the fray masked by Briatore. Every now and then does the dead hand and the face of one who knows a lot. The old fox, or rather mangy old fox has the innate gift of the look-blob. Only you look dirty, leaving him with a spread of Slimer. Fa x-ray to any roof with their legs conludendo screening nodding in the wind with a look of a connoisseur of wines. E 'strictly alone. Because his company which has the vintage men tonight in the Trump camp. It goes without saying, will return to pitch like rain pouring conquests among the five beat and the yawns of fellow retirees.
5 rating, but only for length, Viscidi
Conqueror sheathed. Named for the collection of synthetic and tight t-shirt that boasts, he has breakfast with milk and anabolic steroids. In the room hung a poster of the Hundred Celle, kissing each morning after the first injection of nandrolone, just before the waxing full. Having sported a long mane for years raven wet, shaved at the temples, now flaunts the style billiard ball to hide the receding hairline and look like Trentalance Franco (who until the mole, but who lo'nculava?) and preserves a holy card in your wallet. Has a tremendous problem of perspiration accentuated by the fact that band leaders like polyester, nylon watermark. You spear looks sick who has tried and tried to stop imitating the mirror image of Costantino Vitagliano when he was on the throne. If there is unknown. For the rating, the stench of sweat and the streak that has left t back when the whole club, decided to go right behind you.
rating 2, rubbish.
Conqueror Pranotherapy . Darquin Duck, the terror that flutters in the night. I do not see but feel. He has the gift of invisibility. Touches you in a languid, you turn around and there's more. It whispers in your ear (but what the fuck!) And then is dumb. Alliscia you an arm as you blitz through the crowd. It has a delicate touch, from reflexology. Touching on the sly for the entire evening will cure an ulcer, with only the laying on of hands. Exit the room with all the chakras revitalized, but with a wind that is spinning balls. ARISEN DICK! Rated 4
, Ayurvedic unnamed
But there are still many, friends and my friends. I'd be curious to know yours. Perhaps some reader who wants to enlighten us on true nature of action in male disco. Maybe we can unravel the mystery: the men leave their single neuron in the cloakroom with the coat?
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