Do we pack it! The trick in English gilt on the left is nothing but junk, scrap metal prices in a faux gold medal moving around the canvas like a boomerang madman, a usurped title of excellence ... in short, something as precious as silver paper around the chocolate!
Jack the pirate , which has seen moderate for my taste tags, or just because he knows it, requires me to participate in this crazy virtual round self-proclaimed excellent blogs (because yeah, our blogs are excellent, shit in the end!), and under this false pretext justifies entrusting 7 unknown information about yourself. It's a bit normal you might say to try to unravel the mysteries hidden all these great bloggers!
's true what a blog is like a small house. It makes it neat, we decorate, we filled it with notes and pictures, and as it is a model home, the door is wide open and waiting for a guestbook on the console of the entry note that visitors their impressions.
readers coming back to the desire and inevitably begin to imagine the owner, to search hollow words, according to fantasize sentences, to guess the watermark text.
But it is precisely here, the blogger simply scattered in these texts-like moving or funny or sad or burlesque or fanciful or serious or sensitive or cultural or analytical ... It's all him, more naked than if he walked around naked, it was more transparent than glass. He wrote "I" and swore that he composes a character and exposes secrets deep in the third person singular.
But the tag, remember Jack, Tagged brothel! It is not difficult anyway, you can play the game just once!
Pfff ... I prefer to cheat! Circumvent the tag on the left, the bamboozled, do send it collapses faster and languish in a crash of metal rain-cling-cling-cling dilicling (yes, it's fake medal !!)...
All I want is show me your eyes.
All I want you to guess in your texts.
And thank you to Jack for having inspired this post ... even if I shot torpedo sank the tag he had kindly addressed.
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