CHRISTMAS EXPRESS.Entro the supermarket that is under my house and I almost fell out of my ass flash. In the area of \u200b\u200bthe fruit have a small section with a decorated and dedicated specifically shelves in which they are made to sell Christmas products such as butter, polvorones, candies, pastries and other temptations busting diets. In two weeks
metamorphosis and the collective madness invade windows, streets, department stores, radio, television and conversation in general mood on buses, waiting rooms, magazines, newspapers and lift paths. At least not to speak of the time.And cold or not, or do not want to know what dark slogan reflects this in advance with such treachery to the events, especially events not involving any disaster or misfortune for People such as hunger, disease, crime, neighborhood choriceo, war, political and social injustice, abuse of power over weaker.
If we put the feet on the ground and saw things differently, this forward if it would be good and very necessary. Too bad it's in so very few and rare occasions and that almost nobody is interested in going ahead in anticipation of measures and solutions before lleguen.Imagino and children in the schools preparing the typical repertoire of Christmas songs from the spindle to orquestilla tambourine, flute, plastic and plastic zambomba artificial skin as well and bought all this in a whole hundred, and the tender little scene fake birth "of the boy king without a kingdom" and the angel's Annunciation to the Virgin Mary, and worship the Kings without a kingdom also, the star that guides your way crashed into trees, doors, balconies and windows, or anywhere where you see no fence to lose the poor.
All the last day of school dressed as shepherds, shepherds, virgin Mary, St Joses with beards and robes impossible and unimaginable, almost carnival and who knows, until tender infants be dressed mules, oxen, Herod's, angels, Roman centurions and maybe some clueless fence last minute dress with car included Fernando Alonso, who all are called to this circus of the collective madness and falsely sweet and tender of Christmas made you go in to know but few chosen to get rid of the epidemic growing collective stupidity. If the real
lifted his head and saw so many children of proletarian and bourgeois aspiring dress that vise broke their ass and died again from fits of laughter. But hey, at this stage of the century, to be cured of fear and prepared for what you throw, you know, you can find a Coke machine in the middle of the Sahara desert or coffee and hot drinks at the top of Everest, an Internet in the Amazon jungle or an ATM on the moon, for instance. I also imagine that all future offspring of dwarf planet settlers sacándole the pencil to write to the Three Kings without a kingdom these letters impossible, with lyrics more or less applied and legible and that most of us know already at this stage of life and three hundred thousand Christmas in tow as they end and almost always by the Holy Spirit lighting also know as they begin: namely, with the usual litany of the "English cut "From my dear wise men, this year I have been very good, or good, that we should not discriminate ... blah, blah, blah and then ask for toys Nosecuantos latest model of the more" groovy and superchuli that you shit "seen in ads of the box with no other choice Dumber by monotonously repeated over and over again, finish these letters infamous but innocent more or less the style or use of how they started. If not sent already by móvil.Hay to fuck, with children not to play, or so they say ilustradísimos puerile moral guardians of the mouth is jammed full of heart and moralistic and ethical swallowed without chewing, because then the truth is very different.
are a business that makes a paste very goose that nobody says no or sulky.
But you see, there is always someone who shamelessly exploits the collective spirit of this time to clean up and commit these felonies, and he does not like "Father Christmas" to go out and spread Curran "illusions" of plastic rubber that if wrapped in colorful paper with a tradition of centuries I imagine for his party in good faith and will. Sure to be seen whether this is true or hoax
also no scruples and Christmas is becoming a globally accepted lies and distorted to grotesque dementia and consumer policy by introducing a whole rather soapy, washed and perfumed for the occasion very comfortable, well-justified and unquestionable but also the most aggressive and predatory that if you look going a whopping one month before D-Day and any fence so not to be Christmas we run out of shopping malls with little music background environment and your smile profidén clerks and very politically CORRECT anticipar.Hasta not the news and media in general become more sweet and frivolous and hide "garbage" with which we are bombarded every day, we bounce off the stomach and they put the fear in the body as the key date is approaching and they forget that there are people in the world can not afford magic lies of these kings without a kingdom on earth to all light and neon color, cardboard, glitter and more false than flying sleigh pulled by reindeer and Santa CLAUS.Que waste largest falsehood, as if the demands of those in need only exist on the day of Christmas Eve. As if only this night is that they corrode the loneliness, poverty, the threat of eviction, cold in the bones become clogged with wine cartons or cardboard header or not eso.Y because I'll shut up now vomiting up the throat and that it is something like a month and I've seen claim little lights all over my street and the music squeaky toy and not very well where dropping out relentlessly CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS, CHRISTMAS SWEET ...
metamorphosis and the collective madness invade windows, streets, department stores, radio, television and conversation in general mood on buses, waiting rooms, magazines, newspapers and lift paths. At least not to speak of the time.And cold or not, or do not want to know what dark slogan reflects this in advance with such treachery to the events, especially events not involving any disaster or misfortune for People such as hunger, disease, crime, neighborhood choriceo, war, political and social injustice, abuse of power over weaker.
If we put the feet on the ground and saw things differently, this forward if it would be good and very necessary. Too bad it's in so very few and rare occasions and that almost nobody is interested in going ahead in anticipation of measures and solutions before lleguen.Imagino and children in the schools preparing the typical repertoire of Christmas songs from the spindle to orquestilla tambourine, flute, plastic and plastic zambomba artificial skin as well and bought all this in a whole hundred, and the tender little scene fake birth "of the boy king without a kingdom" and the angel's Annunciation to the Virgin Mary, and worship the Kings without a kingdom also, the star that guides your way crashed into trees, doors, balconies and windows, or anywhere where you see no fence to lose the poor.
All the last day of school dressed as shepherds, shepherds, virgin Mary, St Joses with beards and robes impossible and unimaginable, almost carnival and who knows, until tender infants be dressed mules, oxen, Herod's, angels, Roman centurions and maybe some clueless fence last minute dress with car included Fernando Alonso, who all are called to this circus of the collective madness and falsely sweet and tender of Christmas made you go in to know but few chosen to get rid of the epidemic growing collective stupidity. If the real
lifted his head and saw so many children of proletarian and bourgeois aspiring dress that vise broke their ass and died again from fits of laughter. But hey, at this stage of the century, to be cured of fear and prepared for what you throw, you know, you can find a Coke machine in the middle of the Sahara desert or coffee and hot drinks at the top of Everest, an Internet in the Amazon jungle or an ATM on the moon, for instance. I also imagine that all future offspring of dwarf planet settlers sacándole the pencil to write to the Three Kings without a kingdom these letters impossible, with lyrics more or less applied and legible and that most of us know already at this stage of life and three hundred thousand Christmas in tow as they end and almost always by the Holy Spirit lighting also know as they begin: namely, with the usual litany of the "English cut "From my dear wise men, this year I have been very good, or good, that we should not discriminate ... blah, blah, blah and then ask for toys Nosecuantos latest model of the more" groovy and superchuli that you shit "seen in ads of the box with no other choice Dumber by monotonously repeated over and over again, finish these letters infamous but innocent more or less the style or use of how they started. If not sent already by móvil.Hay to fuck, with children not to play, or so they say ilustradísimos puerile moral guardians of the mouth is jammed full of heart and moralistic and ethical swallowed without chewing, because then the truth is very different.
are a business that makes a paste very goose that nobody says no or sulky.
But you see, there is always someone who shamelessly exploits the collective spirit of this time to clean up and commit these felonies, and he does not like "Father Christmas" to go out and spread Curran "illusions" of plastic rubber that if wrapped in colorful paper with a tradition of centuries I imagine for his party in good faith and will. Sure to be seen whether this is true or hoax
also no scruples and Christmas is becoming a globally accepted lies and distorted to grotesque dementia and consumer policy by introducing a whole rather soapy, washed and perfumed for the occasion very comfortable, well-justified and unquestionable but also the most aggressive and predatory that if you look going a whopping one month before D-Day and any fence so not to be Christmas we run out of shopping malls with little music background environment and your smile profidén clerks and very politically CORRECT anticipar.Hasta not the news and media in general become more sweet and frivolous and hide "garbage" with which we are bombarded every day, we bounce off the stomach and they put the fear in the body as the key date is approaching and they forget that there are people in the world can not afford magic lies of these kings without a kingdom on earth to all light and neon color, cardboard, glitter and more false than flying sleigh pulled by reindeer and Santa CLAUS.Que waste largest falsehood, as if the demands of those in need only exist on the day of Christmas Eve. As if only this night is that they corrode the loneliness, poverty, the threat of eviction, cold in the bones become clogged with wine cartons or cardboard header or not eso.Y because I'll shut up now vomiting up the throat and that it is something like a month and I've seen claim little lights all over my street and the music squeaky toy and not very well where dropping out relentlessly CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS, CHRISTMAS SWEET ...
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