Corner misogynist: Good Luck to Lennie (pt. 1)
As such I am not a morning at the headquarters of the CEPU. No, it was not for me, then I was in letters and was committed to cigarette smoking alone on the steps of teaching love and little else. No we went with a friend.
This friend tells me comes from, so do not realize it, and I sure?, And him, but sure, go tranquo, ok I say. And within.
Oh the place is really nice, reminds me of the luxury apartments of the city, like the one where does my ex, so that bitch that does not give it to me kind of excuses that he had heard the ghosts there, let's see, and then I was put your ear to the wall and tell me you feel it?, and I well is normal, it will be water, or gas, or what the fuck I know, now you make me love licking pussy for pleasure?, and she aaaaah I heard again, is that little girl, cry!, and I but baby, if you mean that little girl with my dick is true, yes porcodio crying! Eh, that one. Yet he was rich, fuck, and I've been there seven months less one day and I have not even taken advantage of the wealth because they are honest. Nemmeno le ho rubato i fumetti che affollavano quella cella frigorifera dei sensi che era casa sua. But back to the CEPU. The CEPU is a fountain
boh style, tacky, fake, or maybe old ancient true, but it is pleasant from view, with all the perennials around, a floor of an old building nice and well kept, brushed every day, and there were bikes parked outside the front door that smelled of Italian comedy and stolen kisses at the rising of the moon.
later his friend called the elevator and I did not bother me a lift, I'm afraid of small places, and he is open come on now, ok I do, and within. Argh, the smallest elevator ever. I close my eyes, breathing fast, I feel like throwing up. The 4.5 seconds of my ugly, oh well, let's say weeks. Ih ih ih but he makes you feel really bad, I figured it was not to make the gag.
we are welcomed, I him and ten other twelve, but in a small room crowded with desks, but even so, comfortable. This palace so well done and starts to warm on me dick, I feel inferior to me that teaching a few days before I shit in a toilet with his feet sunk in the gray liquid that also lapped my pants. Then I think ha ha losers, the maturity I've already taken money without lifting, lollercoaster, I drink a lmaonade facciaccia to you and wearing my lollerskates to go pee in your toilet. After I would not have been so funny, that was the last time I caught bragging about something, I can remember.
Of course, the bathroom was not only better than that in which I shit in power, but also that of my house. A goccino pee goes off line and I feel guilty, I clean everything carefully, consumed by guilt.
back to the room in which there is a kind of meeting later this year. The professors are encouraging speeches and say that things are going very well with a tone of voice that, years later, I heard on the lips of directors and managers of human resources at the Fort, when the festivities of the staff told us that we were great and Fort make it big with our sacrifice and our ongoing commitment. At least I ste I connect two things, but it's no badarci lot because I've done a few things in life is very boring, and to pass time and make Interesting links them all to one another, so, as I am. Then I add a bit 'of sarcasm and invented stories to make room and give color. That's how I became one of the great storytellers of my generation. However
eventually give all un'agendina leatherette not too bad and we dismiss. The others had other things to do, maybe talk to the teachers one by one, getting signatures to put it somewhere, I do not know, however we end up in the waiting room. The waiting room is a beautiful place: there are machines for functional foods and beverages, stocked and also beautiful to behold. Crazy stuff. Smoking inside all of us, two wave packets of smoke casually, others drinking coffee, everybody casino and chat. I used to just make friends, I've got to throw fish. They look like the idle and the idle chattering in a small room is very easy to make friends.
And in fact it is precisely here that I know insanity.
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