champion San Cornia came to celebrate!
AQLM, July 20, 2010
A shining point on the horizon, glimpsed from a boat by a couple of three Scandinavian tourists. That alone was enough to fester on the island warning Everything was ready: the bar King Mobile Kenya and Malaika had burned so far and long drinks 2,731 53,789,465 short drinks. In Lusaka cart Bongo had tasted and Kasai taripanes 23,105 already distributed 896 Nile loincloth with the image of the champion. "All ready, but the poncho does not appear" , complained Omar Garito. The eagerly wanted to win, but the Swedish holidaymakers Eruca Thor shouted "Det finns" (Note the trad. "Atenti here comes") pointing to the sea,
and hundreds of enthusiasts scattered weeks ago amuch our coasts along the shore. Several rowed to the scene, the most fanatics were thrown from the Pier Head and pure stroke reached him. Zomba Ouagadougou, tired but not exhausted, the brilliant Gold Cup raised over the chest, smiling as the crowd was towing the cry of "Dale Campion."
In an emotional ceremony Ouagadougou ran aground on the coast and kissed our arenas, while baritones Shoe Shine Choir Lavalle street from a luffing jib tower crane donated by the Municipality of Mpumalanga (South Africa), sang the classic " Guiard champion "in C major, accompanied by vuvucelas and palms patero regándonos local wine from the heights. From there down an iron platform on which was placed Ouagadougou, still horizontal, and was elevated to a height of 167 meters to be spotted from the whole island, from where he delivered the following speech:
"No, I can not I'm very excited. Thank you all, I love "
The male walrus Hermogenes pet idol and the Selection of Iron, received three buckets of tarariras fattened to tortafritas and donuts, in gratitude for his faithful company and to stop howling by at least ten minutes.
agarrameño hero was carried to the mouth of the Cave Roberto Carlos (capacity one million unemployed people), as we all encolumnábamos after the crane. An anonymous hand scissors and hit him between the cheers and roars of islanders and visitors Ouagadougou Zomba cut the ribbon and inaugurated the 2010 celebration of San Cornia to be the first to enter the Cave Roberto Carlos, on the shoulders of their loved ones. Averaging 5:47 am, with the cave overflowing (so far have 1,006,843 friends) we were ready to begin the scheduled Activity Schedule:
6:00 AM. discovered the sculpture made by the Bakers' Union of Cambodia, which I read in huge letters the name of Ouagadougou Zomba written with croissants, monk guards and balls. The lowering tasted with sips of mate giant donated in 2009 by the Student Center Oberá Crochet, Misiones (see feast of St. Cornia 2009: click and click ).
9:00 AM. burial ceremony of the Cup in our arenas, which goes thus increasing underground heritage Ailan Hold me that killed him along with the awards from previous competitions.
Photo exclusive World Cup. Unedited.
10:00 AM. Dip theme "Soaking the friend" do pogo on the coast, with fins.
11:30 AM. Lunch . In Lusaka cart taripán Bongo received a courtesy. 11:31 a.m.
. Lunch . In the slide bar received a penguin Zapatero came home.
13:30 to 15:40. Siesta.
16:00. human chain around the island, taken from the elbows. sang a cappella "Because it is a good partner."
17:10. Show March artistic Plaza by the Flamethrower and friends and Gancedo Sepúlveda.
18:00 to dawn. We are listed in the column to Buat, carry her World Champion Ouagadougou Zomba.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
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And you see, and there you go! We are champions again!
Yes! Hold me that killed him took up with another World Cup! Not used to winning we fail to move us to victory!
The messenger tararira Paula, who joined in the contest to Ouagadougou Zomba and predicted the victory from the first hour, arrived yesterday aa our shores, exhausted and carrying in his left flipper manuscript in indelible ink, which is transcribed below:
Brothers Hold me that killed him:
In an emotional ceremony, after winning a penalty shootout to Martin Garcia Island, I raised with the World Cup! Raised so to speak ... as you know, then of months in pushup position and it is impossible to athletes stand on the podium, so that members of TeFiFo, with water up to his neck, plunged to give me a medal, kiss, hug and cup After the Closing Ceremony equipment moves my body across the ocean, with the Cup on my chest, waiting for the warm Gulf Stream takes me back to my beloved island in a few weeks. I send all my love, I know who followed the tournament in the classical and projections of the wall of the courtyard of the Cultural Center. If I had to thank someone, would be appointed to all my people, starting with my vise, my faithful Hermogenes AQLM official mascot that is by my side and does not stop howling!
From the soul, Ouagadougou
Zomba
Agarrameños:
us receive the champion with a fire theme!
(Photo: hordes of fans are coming to the coast. See, among the palm trees to local plaivoy First Nitanova)
Come on to the coast to prepare the party favors and feed the fire. Bring
logs, Cheng, plastic horn, coil, rattle, and vuvusela patero wine!
Relive the victory
- Photo exclusive to Ouagadougou, before the World:
"The not stained loincloth " Hinche here
- Fixture World of Iron: Hinche here
- Find the balance: learn how to make the iron! Hinche here
champion Dale!
Monday, July 5, 2010
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We went to the semifinals. We are among the top four in the 2010 World Cup!
Scratching the glass ...
The wait for the sunset in the courtyard of the Cultural Center Balurdo giant screen to see the latest and defining moments of World Cup South Africa 2010 Iron .
After the projection we listed in the column to buat!
While our Spider Cup undefeated, the island buat organized symbolic scratched glass with open bar and wine patero clericoco, to give our breath Ouagadougou.
... And why not, 5 am we go to Plaza March to participate in the pulled the magazine marchanta "Hold me kill you" than the reader knows, is distributed each month for free to all residents and tourists in this area.
overtook other readers that are seminal: Isla de Cuba, Isla Martín García, Marawih Island, and our next challenge, Isla Martín García. Expand.
NOT MISS.
Scratching the glass ...
The wait for the sunset in the courtyard of the Cultural Center Balurdo giant screen to see the latest and defining moments of World Cup South Africa 2010 Iron .
After the projection we listed in the column to buat!
While our Spider Cup undefeated, the island buat organized symbolic scratched glass with open bar and wine patero clericoco, to give our breath Ouagadougou.
... And why not, 5 am we go to Plaza March to participate in the pulled the magazine marchanta "Hold me kill you" than the reader knows, is distributed each month for free to all residents and tourists in this area.
overtook other readers that are seminal: Isla de Cuba, Isla Martín García, Marawih Island, and our next challenge, Isla Martín García. Expand.
NOT MISS.
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WITH MY LAST 26 DIOPTERS
"When you know your soul paint your eyes. " Amedeo Modigliani.
My eyes with 26 diopters, were released on the same terrace where you will have one diopter more and two less people to look at.
My eyes with 26 diopters they contemplated a holiday in the south, in my north, and always near El Puerto de Santa Maria, where we wanted and our fondness each, but never imagined they would be looking at the latest by your side ... My eyes
with 26 diopters, were filled with tears, beauty and hope to see the birth of Gabriela and that was the trigger to remove the eye of whom would not give me two eyes virgin to teach them to look. My eyes
with 26 diopters, they discovered that what he was writing, were reaffirmed in bullfighting as an art and type of journalism and found people with bulls eyes on worthwhile to keep looking, good friends. My eyes
with 26 diopters, excited flew from Madrid to Brussels, from Brussels to Ghent, Ghent to Bruges, from Bruges to Antwerp, to end with tears, still shocked and dreamer that lived, as contemplated and therefore accident. My eyes
of 26 diopters you were dead, my friend, and do not forget. When everything is gray or even in sunny times, those and these eyes of mine remember him and are filled with tears. My eyes
with 26 diopters, were trained for you to know contemplate life. Thought and think these eyes of mine, if you left was to show us the way and watching 14 years worth of front to hurt more than a life contempládote sideways.
Those eyes and these eyes of mine, do not realize that you never see. But I know you, you come to my view that when people know your soul, I will distinguish the color of your eyes and fill my life with his shades and hues. My eyes
with 26 diopters, experienced a fall seeing eyes which reflected sentimentally withered, dried and assumed a matter of time that the wind will take you very far. My eyes
with 26 diopters, endured all winter looking at you, but you no longer look at me. And in spring lest we decide that happened, it was best to Alps and Dolomites in the middle ... These eyes of yours is that dry to get back to me, but I have only neck. My eyes
with 26 diopters, and went to heaven after Virgin and Brown Seville in Holy Week in which I asked for germination. My eyes
with 26 diopters, more than ever full Andalusian show, made sure they still love a bullfighter, an art, a passion and faith ... And even though you went to hell, I would you ... My eyes
with 26 diopters, after much effort were motorized. My eyes
with 26 diopters, traveled to Ponferrada to be very familiar with new eyes, to dry in the place of your death and remember and feel this between soul mates. My eyes
with 26 diopters, saw what their dreams and what they thought they would never see. Atletico were my biggest in Europe and excited eyes of big hearts and uniting us in a vículo indissoluble. My eyes
of 26 diopters, were going to Arcadia followed my link to Andalusia, two deaths in quick succession, two uncles least the same nephew, a town now empty.
Those eyes and these eyes of mine, are still "salmon" daily between walls that hide frames that do not perceive but intuit. Those and these eyes of mine, go there every day to get those economic lens with which to keep looking. My eyes
of 26 diopters and less than four-eyed look, they lost all faith and hope. But the advice of your eyes, beautiful of course, all bleary morning and carried on the subway, I returned them.
Those eyes and these eyes of mine, do not forget that you decided to give me your right eye, and you thought it would fit into orbit so empty that I left the winter to me eyed feelings. My eyes
of 26 diopters, traveled to Algiers, Nador, Morocco and Rome to his side having friends that these eyes of mine from 2010 really want.
These eyes of mine from 2010, with a nod of appreciation and affection to all those eyes looked at me and helped me so hard that year of 26 diopters. These eyes of mine say I love you, friends and colleagues (they know who they are) and always have a clear view, accurate and transparent to you. My eyes
will shortly have 27 diopters, but they do have the basics to look and see. Good friends who become blind, work, a wonderful family, happy and healthy, and a beautiful amazing girl and they met those eyes of 26 diopters and that promise, now, who will be looking at life. I adore Anne
These eyes of mine from 2010, have your sunglasses to guard against a wayward life and death of a jilted lover attitude. All my best
wink.
My eyes
WITH 26 diopters.
July 2010. José Luis Vázquez
Moruno
"When you know your soul paint your eyes. " Amedeo Modigliani.
My eyes with 26 diopters, were released on the same terrace where you will have one diopter more and two less people to look at.
My eyes with 26 diopters they contemplated a holiday in the south, in my north, and always near El Puerto de Santa Maria, where we wanted and our fondness each, but never imagined they would be looking at the latest by your side ... My eyes
with 26 diopters, were filled with tears, beauty and hope to see the birth of Gabriela and that was the trigger to remove the eye of whom would not give me two eyes virgin to teach them to look. My eyes
with 26 diopters, they discovered that what he was writing, were reaffirmed in bullfighting as an art and type of journalism and found people with bulls eyes on worthwhile to keep looking, good friends. My eyes
with 26 diopters, excited flew from Madrid to Brussels, from Brussels to Ghent, Ghent to Bruges, from Bruges to Antwerp, to end with tears, still shocked and dreamer that lived, as contemplated and therefore accident. My eyes
of 26 diopters you were dead, my friend, and do not forget. When everything is gray or even in sunny times, those and these eyes of mine remember him and are filled with tears. My eyes
with 26 diopters, were trained for you to know contemplate life. Thought and think these eyes of mine, if you left was to show us the way and watching 14 years worth of front to hurt more than a life contempládote sideways.
Those eyes and these eyes of mine, do not realize that you never see. But I know you, you come to my view that when people know your soul, I will distinguish the color of your eyes and fill my life with his shades and hues. My eyes
with 26 diopters, experienced a fall seeing eyes which reflected sentimentally withered, dried and assumed a matter of time that the wind will take you very far. My eyes
with 26 diopters, endured all winter looking at you, but you no longer look at me. And in spring lest we decide that happened, it was best to Alps and Dolomites in the middle ... These eyes of yours is that dry to get back to me, but I have only neck. My eyes
with 26 diopters, and went to heaven after Virgin and Brown Seville in Holy Week in which I asked for germination. My eyes
with 26 diopters, more than ever full Andalusian show, made sure they still love a bullfighter, an art, a passion and faith ... And even though you went to hell, I would you ... My eyes
with 26 diopters, after much effort were motorized. My eyes
with 26 diopters, traveled to Ponferrada to be very familiar with new eyes, to dry in the place of your death and remember and feel this between soul mates. My eyes
with 26 diopters, saw what their dreams and what they thought they would never see. Atletico were my biggest in Europe and excited eyes of big hearts and uniting us in a vículo indissoluble. My eyes
of 26 diopters, were going to Arcadia followed my link to Andalusia, two deaths in quick succession, two uncles least the same nephew, a town now empty.
Those eyes and these eyes of mine, are still "salmon" daily between walls that hide frames that do not perceive but intuit. Those and these eyes of mine, go there every day to get those economic lens with which to keep looking. My eyes
of 26 diopters and less than four-eyed look, they lost all faith and hope. But the advice of your eyes, beautiful of course, all bleary morning and carried on the subway, I returned them.
Those eyes and these eyes of mine, do not forget that you decided to give me your right eye, and you thought it would fit into orbit so empty that I left the winter to me eyed feelings. My eyes
of 26 diopters, traveled to Algiers, Nador, Morocco and Rome to his side having friends that these eyes of mine from 2010 really want.
These eyes of mine from 2010, with a nod of appreciation and affection to all those eyes looked at me and helped me so hard that year of 26 diopters. These eyes of mine say I love you, friends and colleagues (they know who they are) and always have a clear view, accurate and transparent to you. My eyes
will shortly have 27 diopters, but they do have the basics to look and see. Good friends who become blind, work, a wonderful family, happy and healthy, and a beautiful amazing girl and they met those eyes of 26 diopters and that promise, now, who will be looking at life. I adore Anne
These eyes of mine from 2010, have your sunglasses to guard against a wayward life and death of a jilted lover attitude. All my best
wink.
My eyes
WITH 26 diopters.
July 2010. José Luis Vázquez
Moruno
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