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What a beautiful view from my room on the Sulaco. A wonderful view that makes transport to the origin of the cosmos, where the supernova created new life, where the mole-rat were but a mere conception of a God mad crazy, where even deep subnormal could not fly and thus prevent the sun arrived ainss land ... that wonderful early-morning light were it not for that I CAN NOT SEE THROUGH A GLASS posh BECAUSE OF THIS COSMIC NEVADA.

a cold last three pairs of balls. I have over the chilblains chilblains. I have chilblains estates. There, with its pool, the mall and multiplex.

So today I'm on strike (most of all that until I get off the testicles of wintergreen, I will not get up).

Anyway, I talk about my weekend.

This weekend Jimmy, as usual, made the weekly delivery of frikezas number.
You know, a little relief and testicular cleaning after a hard week of varied spatial kill parasites.

Jimmy is our Jack Skellington particular, dealing strange gifts filled with a unique sense of humor that only he finds funny. One day I speak to you this, but today I will focus on their deliveries "normal" sponsored by the RSMD (acronym for Suck Ranmmonzinn May Dyck), a large corporation of audiovisual material that advocates for free distribution of cultural content.

So did Saturday night double bill film. On one side start with "Max Payne", the adaptation of this great PC game where the "bullet time" was the main character, along with a very cinematic staging and hallucinogens priceless moments. As the movie
not bad. Will expect a landmark Saturn, in the end I liked and even made me a premature step overwhelmed when the protagonist decides to get brutote.
It is a fantastic movie, but if you have a great cut, but mostly because the plot plays with an element that offers plenty of eye level, and does not appear in the original game. Although not a photocopy, captures the spirit of the game, so as adaptation fulfilled. A staging cane and dark shades of gray, a Mark Warfurcerquer (no fucking idea how to spell his name ... if I had a worry in me memorize normal) to meet (most of all because his character is less expressive Chuck Norris in a casting for the protagonist of the fim "Steven Seagle: My Life"), a series of aunts canyon, some actresses are regrettable, but who the hell cares if they look the palm to get up the ditto. Viva women vase! Le shell 6 to the movie, but leaving two aunts and one of them gun almost pottorin sees you, I give an 8. well, colder than a hail.

Then we saw "Kung Fu Panda." And I loved it. But "Max Payne ." That if you do not get out, Soper to send you a Christmas present Reykjavik (animals of God, which feeds the pellets that create the cotton briefs.)

The Panda is a true point. Shows that there must be a machine to succeed in life. And if you're thinking of me by the previous statement, forget it, but nothing that I have not succeeded in life ... for now. The story revolves
a clear message: It all depends on that look at things. Of course, if you frost two meters thick as happens to me with the glass of my bedroom, unless you see Daredevil on a spring festival.

priceless voices of Jack Black as the panda and the Wolverine character Dustin Hoffman as the mole rat that teaches the right way (as poyas) of wisdom Dumping and Spring Roll.

great music, McDonalero work of that genius named Hans Zimmer, which gives it a film about harness racing horses, and removed at a stroke one of his pupils brightest slaves in the middle, to handle it (and enjoy the sweetness of success) of a pirate movie anorexic.
Well, actually the soundtrack is by John Powell ... But who cares if your name is Hans Zimmer?

This guy is my hero. Stock market crash is often done.

Well, apart from that my weekend did not give more ... a testicular maintenance straws as usual, some items to "Uncharted (PS3 alive as a pet) and wait for the next call to combat.

Any day can be good for this Cape wiped off the map because of an acid kiss a hot alien.
And what legacy I will leave this world? This Blog ... of course, and my penis big, golden tree.

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Ga ... This Hudson

Well, before going deep into my logbook, it is necessary that you know how this sorted my mind. No quiet, no need to get three lines of pixie dust or a bag of sugared pills.

guess those of you out there are the ones smart enough to understand a little unos breves conceptos que os expondré (tal vez supongo demasiado... pero bueno, es vuestro pro blema el ser insuficientes fotónicos).

La gente dice que etiquetar a las personas es una gran equivocación. ¿Sabéis lo que hago yo con eso? Me lo paso por mi protector testicular. ¡¡¡A la mierda!!! La típica hipocresía humana: "No, no puedes hacer un culo - boca"..... "es malo".... "te produce cáncer y el escroto se te encoge"... "bla, bla, bla, bla... " ¡¡¡Sandeces!!! Todo el mundo sabe que el culo-boca es sano. Lo hacen los esquimales, los neozelandeses y hasta los marcianos. Joder, médicos de reconocido prestige have proclaimed from the rooftops that this sexual activity contributes essential amino acids in the diet of humans (and let's fucking balls Al Bran .... with those pathetic ads aunts canyon in life have tasted a piece of these strips of cardboard bland. That if you are tired of eating things long and hard ... but do not tell you what's not to offend the sensibilities of the critters that I read).

Well, I dispersed. It is good etiquette. Sure you can, kid. "What happens when you are in the G alactic Carrefour and are in your Blu-Ray section last generation and you find that "Rambo XX" is without label ..... Well, you shit in the dead of the dependent. Now that so subnormal .... Is it free?, Of course, that is not marked as ... I guess it will be free. So I can go with the Blu Ray for the exit, with my balls in front .

But no, it is free (most of all because I have already found m as a gu time was burning up language taking after me in the car). You have to pay for a "no label" ... And how? Well, I tell you that labels the ready .... "Okay, so subnormal, how much does it cost? ... Very subnormal and says," No I know, I is the first day I'm here. "That nice ... So now if you stick the Blu Ray for the Orto, for that welcome you to this profession unparalleled tocapelotas that? You have to go to the arcades those you read the bar code to tell you that's what counts. The problem:

1 .- never find these little machines: are either behind drawers, behind the toothpaste or hidden in the rising of the guy who has not put the label on your Blu-Ray (well this last occurs when you have 2 hours walking around trying to find the machine of the balls and when you find you have the balls swollen femoral earmuffs).

2 .- You find the machine and when you pass the bar code by 300 times .... you realize that the computer has not got the bar code on the typewriter. Solution: Start the Blu Ray and putting a party to the computer by the ortho (the other part to our unparalleled breading first day).

3 .- We find the little machine and that it works. But then, fortune has the face of Aunt ugly and fat ... and has touched all for you whole: the machine marked "Vaseline for homosexual relations." Starts beeping like a boar, and a large red light will illuminate for the whole world know that you like get you Palace by the ass. As if being a maricon was bad (man for me if I'm too uncle). Human hypocrisy.

So it's good label ... and label it, what the fuck. Will not confuse you with a Mormon, and then you can tell by screwed.

So this is the world according to Hudson.

There are 4 types of people:

- The Gilipoyas: 90% of the male human race. Because admit it, you're a gilipoyas.

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your father does that say about "If I had known he married his whore mother." Then your grandfather, who is wise, intelligent and eggs hanging: "I'm up to the eggs of your grandmother when you get older, arrejúntate, but do not marry." And to your history teacher: "Christopher Columbus discovered America, so it was a wise guy ... and why were not married. NOT get married in life."

Of course, you will have to marry, have children, and all you have to care. At that moment your life is gone. You become the gilipoyas you have to get up every day at 7 am, put up with your fellow Bears (who have not married ... and speak of these a continuación), a tu jefa (si, por que ya no son jefes, lo tíos somos todos unos gilipoyas y por eso estamos dominados por gente que no es gilipoyas... las mujeres), a tu mujer, a tu suegra y a tus hijos... pero lo peor de todo es cuando llegas a las 22 horas a tu casa y recibes una llamada de tu abuelo diciéndote eso de: "Te lo dije".

- Los gilipoyas listos: Son el 5% de los hombres. Van de culturet as, peda ntes, chulo putas y maduros. Son todo eso pero al revés: Incultos, cobardes, inmaduros y sobre todo acomplejados. Se ríen de los Gilipoyas cuando se casan: "JAJAJAJA, te casaste, la cagaste, JAJAJAJA", immediately afterwards to go home to mourn because there is no God who hold their continuing ideological pamphlet that is life. Pajilleros which often spend all day Yubutu cascade coast, inconsistent abnormal beings covered with a scarf Taliban proclaiming to the four winds that are very liberal with his Che T-shirt completely one hundred, then are the first not respect the thoughts of others, and of course slicked pill (the hair gel is a space parasite that absorbs human neurons) that control the world think their Armani shoes, its carcinogenic UVA and paddle to "appear to do sport, but unless I move Espinete eyes. " But they do not control the world what controlan:

Las mujeres y:

Los Subnormales Profundos: Bien, piensa en un tío que no sepa hablar ingles, que en la escuela era el típico centro de todas las bromas, que no sepa hacer la O con un canuto o que mueva mucho los brazos hablando mucho pero sin decir nada. Aquí una foto cogida al azar (vamos, que no la he cogido por nada en especial, es que he dado a buscar "subnormal profundo" en el Google y ha aparecida esta misma) para haceros una idea:

Todos los países tienen sus "Subnormales Profundos". De hechos fueron the English who export to these little guy. Look. One of the most important deep subnormal sent to the USA, to give a little porculo:

And if we gave up the ass. English is that when the ass or go to party, ... no one can beat us.

But if there is a "Deep Subnormal" of these so many years to regain the title, being the number one of number one of the Subnormal Deep, this is a man's face "I'm good, I'm cool, I'm the ostia. Your Photo:

In fact in this shot we can see that this man really is not. In fact being parasitized by an extraterrestrial being Venusian class "papadelta succionantis of escrotis and cerebris." A parasite rare, rare, rare balls that usually populate the 500-euro notes (popularly called the Bin Laden, you know they exist but do not know where they are ... especially do not know The Asshole, who have not seen in your fucking life.)

Well, this being "papadelta" is the true ruler of the world below:

LAS MUJERES.

Y es que las mujeres, chavalote, son las que dominan el mundo. Pero si, claro, las mujeres también se dividen en clases... dos para ser exactas:

- Feas de Cojones: Foto ejemplificadora al respecto (suelen ser monjis o testiculas de Jehova)

- Tías Buenas: El resto (si tiene tetas y mas de 18 años.... es una tía buena). Foto aclaratoria (por si hiciese falta.....) para aquellos Gilipoyas que no have seen in your life:

And within this latter category are the muse, the goddess, the beautiful Halle Berry. Without words:

TIAAAAAAAAAAAAA BUT THAT PIECE. Ainsss .... my blaster is convulsing. For you Gilipoyasssss me again!

Ainsss .....

How? What where I come within this classification? I am unclassifiable, kid ... HUDSON I AM .... Suck my MINGA SUNDAY AND SMILE TO MY BIG BIRD AND Arbolea.

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Yep, I've been playing two-hand balls

I know that you have not thrown me nothing less ... and me that.

But the world would not be the world if the Carrefour made thee a 3x2, the aunts would not get good few clothes (luckily, the kitschy and ugly of balls are covered as nuns), Steven Seagle RICE where a movie poster officer did not have the red background, the Music Festival Ubeda Film is not copied, or I were not here to play the balls. I

Cape Hudson, the "Seven Eleven" vocal (by the thing that my mouth is open 24 hours a day) ... and I've been hibernating (a word that means space for all those inadequate land photonic ... TOUCH THE EGGS OF TWO HANDS). Now I'm back (I'll be back, I said more or less there for .... I do not remember). Hold

that have suffered respiratory failure during hibernation ... and I am more than ever tocapelotas and subnormal.