THE MEETING TO TECHNICAL PROBLEMS SO is postponed by one hour will be held from 16e35 THE SAME DAY TO MY HOME 26-12 -2009
ROSES IN SECTION YOU CAN FIND ALL PLAYERS AVAILABLE ON THE MARKET.
WITH THIS WISH TO ALL A GOOD CHRISTMAS Kisses OF MY!
Monday, December 21, 2009
Centerpieces Ideas For Graduation
MEETING
THE MEETING TO TECHNICAL PROBLEMS SO is postponed by one hour will be held from 16e35 THE SAME DAY TO MY HOME 26-12 -2009
ROSES IN SECTION YOU CAN FIND ALL PLAYERS AVAILABLE ON THE MARKET.
WITH THIS WISH TO ALL A GOOD CHRISTMAS Kisses OF MY!
THE MEETING TO TECHNICAL PROBLEMS SO is postponed by one hour will be held from 16e35 THE SAME DAY TO MY HOME 26-12 -2009
ROSES IN SECTION YOU CAN FIND ALL PLAYERS AVAILABLE ON THE MARKET.
WITH THIS WISH TO ALL A GOOD CHRISTMAS Kisses OF MY!
Monday, December 14, 2009
Palmar Erythema Images Pregnancy
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Primrose Oil And Face Breakouts
Rank calendar year
17 days 16 days
2008/2009 2009/2010
Puteolana 1 67 (34 +33)
2Neulift 58 (39 +19)
3Force Ciccio 55 ( 31 +24)
Recreativo Dumbo 55 (26 +29)
5atletico Rombolà 43 (23 +20) 6 En
fc 42 (23 +19) 7
Loreto 41 (16 +25) 8
Lokomotiv 40 (22 +18) Real
40 (21 +19)
10Pullman 39 (22 +17) 
17 days 16 days
2008/2009 2009/2010
Puteolana 1 67 (34 +33)
2Neulift 58 (39 +19)
3Force Ciccio 55 ( 31 +24)
Recreativo Dumbo 55 (26 +29)
5atletico Rombolà 43 (23 +20) 6 En
fc 42 (23 +19) 7
Loreto 41 (16 +25) 8
Lokomotiv 40 (22 +18) Real
40 (21 +19)
10Pullman 39 (22 +17)
Monday, November 30, 2009
Can You Get Herpes Dry Humping?
14th day
Day sterile goals and pro-Puteolana the first real attempt to escape taking advantage of the victory of the season in direct conflict with the Recreativo and the defeat of Loreto in un'altalenante Force Ciccio house that sits in 4th place. Queued
Atletico win Lokomotiv and reaching a height of 14 Pullmanello a derelict who manages to snatch a draw at risicatissimo Ribergo Stadium against Neulift decimated by suspensions and injury. Finally
to report the fifth defeat in a row the Real Eminem, increasingly at risk the bench Quattrucapiddi Mr Manuel. 
Day sterile goals and pro-Puteolana the first real attempt to escape taking advantage of the victory of the season in direct conflict with the Recreativo and the defeat of Loreto in un'altalenante Force Ciccio house that sits in 4th place. Queued
Atletico win Lokomotiv and reaching a height of 14 Pullmanello a derelict who manages to snatch a draw at risicatissimo Ribergo Stadium against Neulift decimated by suspensions and injury. Finally
to report the fifth defeat in a row the Real Eminem, increasingly at risk the bench Quattrucapiddi Mr Manuel.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Low Calorie Alcoholic Tequila
Cantine Ferrari - "Pentagram"
A great wine with emotions thanks to the balance of his notes. As in perfect symphony.
Art director: Anna Fracassi.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
30 Inch Long Pube Hairs
Literary Events
cameras Rai 3 presentation of Gurnee
E 'presented the new novel Gurnee, history of enemies, heroes and spirdi (MGE editions) by Bruno Cimino. The conference, coordinated by the journalist Pasqualino Pandullo, President Literary Award of the City of Tropea, speakers, besides the author, the publisher Joseph Meligrana, writer and journalist Eduardo Santo Gioffre Meligrana. (Continued)
Bruna Fiorentino
Rome - In a time span ranging from 1495 to 2095 the author, inspired by a tragedy that happened during the conflicts between Tropea and Aragonese Angioini to conquer the South, traces a historical era which produced some steps that you are losing a lot of references. Probably these are the chapters that give the work desired and sought by the artist's interest.
The book is divided into two parts. The second takes the love story of two young people lived alongside the tragedy of the "Gurnee", but broken by the events of medieval live again for a future where the protagonists find themselves in a Tropea of \u200b\u200b2095.
between fantasy and reality Bruno Cimino takes us on a pleasant read, interesting and exciting that leaves many points for reflection and imagining a life of comfortable complacency that still is not there and that might suggest a better future.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Gold Tech Deck Trucks With Gold Nuts
Nyumba - concept project
thought the image of a company that imports exotic furnishings inspired by an original certificate naming (in Swahili), a pay-off and a press campaign.
Art director: Anna Fracassi
Honeyxhoney Drops Raw
Hideously unlucky
I hunted as a kid always in trouble,
now that are great is not that much has changed.
And if this continues, you'll see, that soon
bury me.
The reckless, perhaps, will not live forever,
and you see how I enjoy myself in this hell.
And if the cautious will not live at all,
see how I fit.
I am not merely incompetent,
bad luck in me lies, but the pussy
are greedy, and I'm sorry
having to leave, but so
in death I shall never hurl.
But rebel genius, I make you fall
armpits, are more acidic
sisters Marge
veins with a dose of grunge. Sai
I tell you, of your pity I do not care, I devour
me this' poisoned cake. My
raga I do not deserve,
because they are a failure.
you I do not demerit,
but it is better that you put some enriched.
are more annoying and a loser
seller door to door, blindfolded
I write to see what's involved.
'd rather be alone with writing,
denounce it with all my fear.
are most infamous of the infamous police station,
living with the written word in this enclosure.
imaginary Dear reader,
taster of my insane horror
know that I can be more exhilarating than Gigi Sullivan, but instead I'll take
with me on my caravan,
between the meanders of my distress, anxiety
feel like my beats ...
and faster than Melandri,
run away from fear, torture
those who persecute me, and I hate
Seek,
achieve the smile, that
paradise of serenity
maybe last for eternity.
Francesco Favia
May 30 '08 23:02 hours
h ttp: / / ciscofavia.blogspot.com /
www . nonsolocronache.com
I hunted as a kid always in trouble,
now that are great is not that much has changed.
And if this continues, you'll see, that soon
bury me.
The reckless, perhaps, will not live forever,
and you see how I enjoy myself in this hell.
And if the cautious will not live at all,
see how I fit.
I am not merely incompetent,
bad luck in me lies, but the pussy
are greedy, and I'm sorry
having to leave, but so
in death I shall never hurl.
But rebel genius, I make you fall
armpits, are more acidic
sisters Marge
veins with a dose of grunge. Sai
I tell you, of your pity I do not care, I devour
me this' poisoned cake. My
raga I do not deserve,
because they are a failure.
you I do not demerit,
but it is better that you put some enriched.
are more annoying and a loser
seller door to door, blindfolded
I write to see what's involved.
'd rather be alone with writing,
denounce it with all my fear.
are most infamous of the infamous police station,
living with the written word in this enclosure.
imaginary Dear reader,
taster of my insane horror
know that I can be more exhilarating than Gigi Sullivan, but instead I'll take
with me on my caravan,
between the meanders of my distress, anxiety
feel like my beats ...
and faster than Melandri,
run away from fear, torture
those who persecute me, and I hate
Seek,
achieve the smile, that
paradise of serenity
maybe last for eternity.
Francesco Favia
May 30 '08 23:02 hours
h ttp: / / ciscofavia.blogspot.com /
www . nonsolocronache.com
Stuffed English Bulldogs
Fan
A Fabrizio Tarducci
I'm a fan of Fabrizio,
listening to his music like a vice ... but what
mythomaniac, I
are a kleptomaniac who enjoys stealing his style,
that is better than old vinyl.
I want to be like Fabrizio Tarducci,
speak of the suffering of us all, certainly do not want
cunning as Ricucci.
And meanwhile at work treat me like a dog,
I work hard, because I
the machine to pay.
my title sclera and insults
and I feel robbed when I pay as a fine, but I just listen
"Turbo youth,"
and I think that you were suffering. And then they all
sputtano,
throw the word these sprays, and so
that come my fruits,
subisco humiliation and insults with
like when the Men of the Sea,
you sent to fish cod.
It's just like you, and Bukowski Dezio
I do, I have to scrutinize them
avoid any disagreement,
put them to shame with my writings,
better than him on fire with gasoline
to those colleagues and leaders from the brains fried.
Surely there are those who I have also appreciated
and I thanked
but nobody helped me.
I am a survivor of temporary work,
I cling to your songs for a lighthearted moment.
I'm not your biggest fan
as it was for Eminem, Stan,
I'm one of many,
that makes you cash.
In life I feel old, but crazy for
your rhymes like a little boy,
and if your music is for teenagers,
I am the most stupid among morons.
God damn you, you're making me forget even Vasco,
listening to you but I think that you were doing in life always fiasco.
You're right when you say that in Italy there is a steady job, I find myself
is That's why I appreciate all your disks.
Of the people who say they are vulgar I do not care, I will listen
,
continue with this risk.
We know you're not like the Twins,
your fans, you treat them as brothers.
So you act because you come from nothing, breaking the
if you need even one who has always followed
in every field,
're aware of this.
Continue on this road, I
and other fans will follow whatever happens. Give
Nesli and Vacca,
your whole crew splitting. I
of each of your minion
bring you the greetings,
you know you're shrewd,
this paper is just a tribute.
Francesco Favia
Wednesday, May 28, 2008 ore 14:48
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com 
A Fabrizio Tarducci
I'm a fan of Fabrizio,
listening to his music like a vice ... but what
mythomaniac, I
are a kleptomaniac who enjoys stealing his style,
that is better than old vinyl.
I want to be like Fabrizio Tarducci,
speak of the suffering of us all, certainly do not want
cunning as Ricucci.
And meanwhile at work treat me like a dog,
I work hard, because I
the machine to pay.
my title sclera and insults
and I feel robbed when I pay as a fine, but I just listen
"Turbo youth,"
and I think that you were suffering. And then they all
sputtano,
throw the word these sprays, and so
that come my fruits,
subisco humiliation and insults with
like when the Men of the Sea,
you sent to fish cod.
It's just like you, and Bukowski Dezio
I do, I have to scrutinize them
avoid any disagreement,
put them to shame with my writings,
better than him on fire with gasoline
to those colleagues and leaders from the brains fried.
Surely there are those who I have also appreciated
and I thanked
but nobody helped me.
I am a survivor of temporary work,
I cling to your songs for a lighthearted moment.
I'm not your biggest fan
as it was for Eminem, Stan,
I'm one of many,
that makes you cash.
In life I feel old, but crazy for
your rhymes like a little boy,
and if your music is for teenagers,
I am the most stupid among morons.
God damn you, you're making me forget even Vasco,
listening to you but I think that you were doing in life always fiasco.
You're right when you say that in Italy there is a steady job, I find myself
is That's why I appreciate all your disks.
Of the people who say they are vulgar I do not care, I will listen
,
continue with this risk.
We know you're not like the Twins,
your fans, you treat them as brothers.
So you act because you come from nothing, breaking the
if you need even one who has always followed
in every field,
're aware of this.
Continue on this road, I
and other fans will follow whatever happens. Give
Nesli and Vacca,
your whole crew splitting. I
of each of your minion
bring you the greetings,
you know you're shrewd,
this paper is just a tribute.
Francesco Favia
Wednesday, May 28, 2008 ore 14:48
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Pediatricianaccepting New Patiencestoronto
Savani
To friends of Neteditor
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands,
we're all frustrated, but with your attitude
we have overcome. Each
Comment
dismay,
before writing, think for a moment, if they say
live'd smashed on the concrete.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands.
Neteditor pays you to finish?
Forget typing errors,
look in the mirror and think about what you fear.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands.
What? Can not you hear?
Minds,
uncorked that ear, write
you do not know, only you can dance the minuet
.
Do not laugh, you can only cry
,
nun well anywhere you can see.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands.
're a critic,
're an intellectual?
Be less cynical or is likely to get hurt.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands. The
Loneliness is an ugly beast,
the fault is yours, think back to your deeds.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands from the keyboard
Leval,
Poggiale there, in your underwear for Armani
and saw a beautiful shot.
I know that responding to my rant, but I will not accept any
your provocation.
want any more bears, but
know that life is a
and is also quite short.
Without friends there fast,
rolls his eyes, you will remain at the moon.
Francesco Favia
Tuesday, May 27, 2008 ore 1:10
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands,
we're all frustrated, but with your attitude
we have overcome. Each
Comment
dismay,
before writing, think for a moment, if they say
live'd smashed on the concrete.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands.
Neteditor pays you to finish?
Forget typing errors,
look in the mirror and think about what you fear.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands.
What? Can not you hear?
Minds,
uncorked that ear, write
you do not know, only you can dance the minuet
.
Do not laugh, you can only cry
,
nun well anywhere you can see.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands.
're a critic,
're an intellectual?
Be less cynical or is likely to get hurt.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands. The
Loneliness is an ugly beast,
the fault is yours, think back to your deeds.
Savani, Savani,
Statti firm with those hands from the keyboard
Leval,
Poggiale there, in your underwear for Armani
and saw a beautiful shot.
I know that responding to my rant, but I will not accept any
your provocation.
want any more bears, but
know that life is a
and is also quite short.
Without friends there fast,
rolls his eyes, you will remain at the moon.
Francesco Favia
Tuesday, May 27, 2008 ore 1:10
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
http://www.nonsolocronache.com/
Sunday, October 4, 2009
French Song From Cartman Joins Nambla
welcomed minds
I wanted to be a journalist, to express any
my point of view,
I find myself doing the bully with words,
myself that life is brief,
thoughts are talkative.
is why I write so much, just to make me alone
some crying.
My life slips away, I miss
Dida's hands, seem
its parody, are
more ridiculous than a hermaphrodite.
to make sense of all this?
Look, just do not think about it.
one of my friends advised him,
not to think of the trouble,
to sleep less and fuck more, and I should fuck
less and work more, and then she drew
to live with me some hours damage to be done.
welcomed minds,
sad soul,
cuddly friends as they were kittens.
This is my mission, then
a vocation in me there, maybe not so
asshole.
Other than the end of the world in duemiladodici,
I slew the first with a pair of scissors, that is why
I want to leave a beautiful memory,
because there is no time for me and meanwhile
already running my crocodile anywhere.
thank those who supported me, who I
bears,
thanks to their patience is not dead yet.
all my effort is useless,
this seems to be my destiny,
have decided, even though I disagree.
The decline of this idiot
is marked.
greet everyone without distinction,
who loved me and whom I hated,
yes, even that dick.
Francesco Favia
Tuesday, May 27 '08 00:30
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
I wanted to be a journalist, to express any
my point of view,
I find myself doing the bully with words,
myself that life is brief,
thoughts are talkative.
is why I write so much, just to make me alone
some crying.
My life slips away, I miss
Dida's hands, seem
its parody, are
more ridiculous than a hermaphrodite.
to make sense of all this?
Look, just do not think about it.
one of my friends advised him,
not to think of the trouble,
to sleep less and fuck more, and I should fuck
less and work more, and then she drew
to live with me some hours damage to be done.
welcomed minds,
sad soul,
cuddly friends as they were kittens.
This is my mission, then
a vocation in me there, maybe not so
asshole.
Other than the end of the world in duemiladodici,
I slew the first with a pair of scissors, that is why
I want to leave a beautiful memory,
because there is no time for me and meanwhile
already running my crocodile anywhere.
thank those who supported me, who I
bears,
thanks to their patience is not dead yet.
all my effort is useless,
this seems to be my destiny,
have decided, even though I disagree.
The decline of this idiot
is marked.
greet everyone without distinction,
who loved me and whom I hated,
yes, even that dick.
Francesco Favia
Tuesday, May 27 '08 00:30
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
Johnson's Baby Oil Gel
Dude Entertainment
Check out this dude, just get
has caused quite a commotion.
Yes, what does the conceited,
's me, the poet
hateful. I
bungee jumping in my oblivion, I come up to tell
that needs a restyling.
do not try to understand you, my interest is only
finish you off.
No one can finish me,
because they are already finished,
yes, what is there,
are really a failure. There are no
,
are a normal person, like many
born to an anal birth.
of assholes like me there are more than someone, but
to admit it, we are just
me and my reflection
who lives beyond the mirror.
spits in the face at the same time,
my reflection is like me,
is impertinent.
not belong to you, I'm not
Amber, I did not do in
Salandra avenue.
me I can not in any way,
my world is that of my own.
not even belong to a gang
and if you do not like my slang,
made a cup of ginseng.
do not like, I like you even
is a mutual feeling, right
Inoki. You get the
goldoni
more than hats,
mah ... would not be interesting even with the jewels.
Your face looks like a dick, the girls
escape rocket
to see you and to me I will look into the butter.
Kill what you're ugly, but you
combed with a belch?
Well ... now risen from the balls,
forever if you do not want to go meet my slaps.
Francesco Favia
Monday, May 26, 2008 ore 18:36
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com 
Check out this dude, just get
has caused quite a commotion.
Yes, what does the conceited,
's me, the poet
hateful. I
bungee jumping in my oblivion, I come up to tell
that needs a restyling.
do not try to understand you, my interest is only
finish you off.
No one can finish me,
because they are already finished,
yes, what is there,
are really a failure. There are no
,
are a normal person, like many
born to an anal birth.
of assholes like me there are more than someone, but
to admit it, we are just
me and my reflection
who lives beyond the mirror.
spits in the face at the same time,
my reflection is like me,
is impertinent.
not belong to you, I'm not
Amber, I did not do in
Salandra avenue.
me I can not in any way,
my world is that of my own.
not even belong to a gang
and if you do not like my slang,
made a cup of ginseng.
do not like, I like you even
is a mutual feeling, right
Inoki. You get the
goldoni
more than hats,
mah ... would not be interesting even with the jewels.
Your face looks like a dick, the girls
escape rocket
to see you and to me I will look into the butter.
Kill what you're ugly, but you
combed with a belch?
Well ... now risen from the balls,
forever if you do not want to go meet my slaps.
Francesco Favia
Monday, May 26, 2008 ore 18:36
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Pain In Chest Right Arm Numb
's me, the only clown
that leaves you with ice,
that makes you fly first and then takes you on a sweet landing.
Who does not drink with friends or a thief or a spy, that raises
mug and toasts along with Francesco Favia,
by you have to get drunk, tipsy from
it will be easier to
my parody.
listen to the advice of your cricket
see how you are frail,
without your beer belly does not swell
and you would not be appreciable.
And c'mon man,
swallow
and see how you turn it up, and you'll see
as you feel less shy.
Have a little 'straight to Francesco
that steals your boredom
and then throws it.
not tell me you do not appreciate this gesture of mine, these rhymes
disgusting
not misunderstand, I am joyful.
Come on, I'll see you Saturday
in the company of others.
And you know, have never denied,
with me as life is always a theater.
staged a thrilling, disturbing
worthy of my gaze,
finally after a long applause,
close our eyes, that beautiful
curtain.
Francesco Favia
Monday, May 26, 2008 16:00
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
Why Hemoglobin Goes Down
Apologies to friends
These verses are of apology, addressed to
including two girls,
in a principle of dispute, in
which, unfortunately, found themselves in the middle.
They have nothing to do, but
have witnessed the reaction of a cocky, scared
that, after hitting
,
hid his finger.
instinctive answer came to me, but to avoid unpleasant developments
,
I left after saying goodbye to everyone.
I'm sorry you have created in their agitation,
but I can assure you that it was not my intention,
respond to the provocation of a fool emeritus.
And if the friends are all felt,
next time do not spend even a salute,
not to be clubbed, as well as horned.
I regret more than anything else, to have them
left in the company of the loser, which should cover
with a diving suit to avoid being noticed.
I apologize also to the boys, but I
I love everyone,
and sorry if I do not know cause with the fools, but who has jumped
,
the patience it would take two to three saints.
And also I enjoyed this Saturday,
because to me, does not take much, just a few friends.
For me, a friend and joy, and light-heartedness,
are not like some garbage,
you use to find a muse, who inspires
somehow
to make the game like a maniac.
I embrace you all, good and bad
,
rested and destroyed, hoping
thousand nights of fun,
savoring every moment as if it were the last
,
that's for sure.
Francesco Favia
Sunday, May 25, 2008 ore 3:15
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
These verses are of apology, addressed to
including two girls,
in a principle of dispute, in
which, unfortunately, found themselves in the middle.
They have nothing to do, but
have witnessed the reaction of a cocky, scared
that, after hitting
,
hid his finger.
instinctive answer came to me, but to avoid unpleasant developments
,
I left after saying goodbye to everyone.
I'm sorry you have created in their agitation,
but I can assure you that it was not my intention,
respond to the provocation of a fool emeritus.
And if the friends are all felt,
next time do not spend even a salute,
not to be clubbed, as well as horned.
I regret more than anything else, to have them
left in the company of the loser, which should cover
with a diving suit to avoid being noticed.
I apologize also to the boys, but I
I love everyone,
and sorry if I do not know cause with the fools, but who has jumped
,
the patience it would take two to three saints.
And also I enjoyed this Saturday,
because to me, does not take much, just a few friends.
For me, a friend and joy, and light-heartedness,
are not like some garbage,
you use to find a muse, who inspires
somehow
to make the game like a maniac.
I embrace you all, good and bad
,
rested and destroyed, hoping
thousand nights of fun,
savoring every moment as if it were the last
,
that's for sure.
Francesco Favia
Sunday, May 25, 2008 ore 3:15
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
Saturday, September 26, 2009
What To Do With Sprained Pinky
Sfiga
In the middle of the night I wake up, because there is something
that beats strong.
will be accumulated anxiety,
or cocaine,
fact is, now that I got
also tachycardia.
But what you do, you do
coca?
You know that life
not to play? Feel like
pump
seems to be about to burst,
there is no escape, has just
end badly.
are chased by bad luck,
fall,
reaches me,
is on me,
rubs.
Feel that smell left me,
is not shit
is my life, dear.
I take a shower, I comb ...
fucking
I broke the mirror!
There is no limit for the worst.
raining, wet
will be too late, when I'll be
dried.
Francesco Favia
Saturday, May 24 '08 16:19 hours
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com 
In the middle of the night I wake up, because there is something
that beats strong.
will be accumulated anxiety,
or cocaine,
fact is, now that I got
also tachycardia.
But what you do, you do
coca?
You know that life
not to play? Feel like
pump
seems to be about to burst,
there is no escape, has just
end badly.
are chased by bad luck,
fall,
reaches me,
is on me,
rubs.
Feel that smell left me,
is not shit
is my life, dear.
I take a shower, I comb ...
fucking
I broke the mirror!
There is no limit for the worst.
raining, wet
will be too late, when I'll be
dried.
Francesco Favia
Saturday, May 24 '08 16:19 hours
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
How To Connect A Microphone To Canon Vixia Hf10
Matera, April 25, 2008
Francesco Favia portrait in its immensity ... :-D AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! Come on, I'm a Sgherzi! 
Francesco Favia portrait in its immensity ... :-D AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! Come on, I'm a Sgherzi! 
What If You Had A Tumor In The Head
Happy hour from Matera in Matera in Matera Pizza
Here sip a martini. We caught his breath in a bar, before starting the pizzeria 
Here sip a martini. We caught his breath in a bar, before starting the pizzeria 
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Does An Open Cervix Mean Im Not Pregnant
Presentation
Hello.
The blog you are reading was created by the desire to share my photographic experience with those who have want to walk among these virtual pages.
We hope to have some critical reader, I wish you luck. 
Hello.
The blog you are reading was created by the desire to share my photographic experience with those who have want to walk among these virtual pages.
We hope to have some critical reader, I wish you luck.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Revere Ware Pots & Pans
TropeaFilmFestival2009 Photo Album (photo Anna Sambiase)
It ended the third edition of TropeaFilmFestival. Here is the link with the photo albums of various events.
It ended the third edition of TropeaFilmFestival. Here is the link with the photo albums of various events.
- TropeaFilmFestval 17/08/2009
TropeaFilmFestval 17/08/2009 - TropeaFilmFestival 08/18/2009
TropeaFilmFestival 08/18/2009 - TropeaFilmFestival 08/19/2009
TropeaFilmFestival 19-08-2009 - TropeaFilmFestival 20-08-09
TropeaFilmFestival 20-08-09 - TropeaFilmFestival 21-08-09
TropeaFilmFestival 21-08-09 - TropeaFilmFestival 22-08-09
TropeaFilmFestival 22/08/2008 - TropeaFilmFestival 23/08/2009
TropeaFilmFestival 08/23/2009
Left Upper Quadrant Burning After Eating
"Gurnee, history of enemies, heroes and spirdi "Bruno Cimino
The publisher Meligrana (MGE) published in July 2009 a new novel by Bruno Cimino. Tropea a work set in the past and projected into the future. A story of love and war, nearly forgotten stories and feelings that defeat immortal time and space.
Abstrac the main link
Short album digital
The publisher Meligrana (MGE) published in July 2009 a new novel by Bruno Cimino. Tropea a work set in the past and projected into the future. A story of love and war, nearly forgotten stories and feelings that defeat immortal time and space.
Abstrac the main link
Short album digital
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Wedding Propgram Sayings
Psicofidanzata
Thursday, May 22 '08 at 1:00
A Federica
Monothematic
the edge of pathetic, I climb
neurasthenic,
proving annoying.
Folks, what can I do
is the nervous,
certainly not worthy of praise, but
in this world no one is good,
a billionaire has his worries,
each has its own flaws.
And my girlfriend, that drug
hope,
believes that with writing,
I can make the grain.
You must forgive her,
is still young age, and I was twenty
I believed in fame.
And she wants to be a psychotherapist,
treats me as a patient,
and yes, here this
demented,
is definitely bad, actually
.
I just love her, without her
,
everything is indifferent, everything is the same
,
I would not have a heart, I just
resentment. But what
rumination,
I write instinctively,
cast,
are just a loser, an incompetent
.
Here it is felt,
my heart can not but rejoice.
you step to take, the
I do, I have the heart to make
come on, come with your clown.
Shit, I only speak in rhyme,
because without you my life declines.
You know, I can not stop mica,
will be a new syndrome, Dr.
on, tell me ... But you
steps to other topics,
want to talk about all comments, and
with your dreamy eyes, speaks
: If this continues, someone will notice you
.
See ... maybe Fabri Fibra,
but you drank? You got a line?
and accused me of being the usual vulgar,
but the joke, do not you lead.
Dai, was to make a rhyme,
know that to me are more of a friend.
And if you think it is scurrilous,
Met a filthy,
that will make you shiver.
He is a pig, has a distorted view of life, but
him,
you I have already spoken once again.
Oh! Do you love me?
Look, if not love me, I assure you
kill me tomorrow, and if you do not want your name,
do a robbery by Emporio Armani, and you
: "Ah? And what you give me? "
And what you want gifts,
a pair of handcuffs? So I tie
to me and we'll be together forever
.
You are mine, no one should take away
,
you accuse me of being possessive, but
Look Who's Talking,
one that says "You go there with friends, you're just my
" Let me
stop with these rhymes,
otherwise my girlfriend will kill me.
I just have to ask forgiveness,
knowing he had done nothing, but I'll
this gift, because
you know, without you,
are not self-sufficient.
Any behavior leads to deductions
whatever you do, get me
strong emotions ... and is already very,
you know?
'll try for the first time,
to stay friends with an ex,
because despite what you think, you were
very important to me and do not want to lose you forever,
I write from the heart, not with the senses,
and my heart does not lie.
Francesco Favia
Monothematic
the edge of pathetic, I climb
neurasthenic,
proving annoying.
Folks, what can I do
is the nervous,
certainly not worthy of praise, but
in this world no one is good,
a billionaire has his worries,
each has its own flaws.
And my girlfriend, that drug
hope,
believes that with writing,
I can make the grain.
You must forgive her,
is still young age, and I was twenty
I believed in fame.
And she wants to be a psychotherapist,
treats me as a patient,
and yes, here this
demented,
is definitely bad, actually
.
I just love her, without her
,
everything is indifferent, everything is the same
,
I would not have a heart, I just
resentment. But what
rumination,
I write instinctively,
cast,
are just a loser, an incompetent
.
Here it is felt,
my heart can not but rejoice.
you step to take, the
I do, I have the heart to make
come on, come with your clown.
Shit, I only speak in rhyme,
because without you my life declines.
You know, I can not stop mica,
will be a new syndrome, Dr.
on, tell me ... But you
steps to other topics,
want to talk about all comments, and
with your dreamy eyes, speaks
: If this continues, someone will notice you
.
See ... maybe Fabri Fibra,
but you drank? You got a line?
and accused me of being the usual vulgar,
but the joke, do not you lead.
Dai, was to make a rhyme,
know that to me are more of a friend.
And if you think it is scurrilous,
Met a filthy,
that will make you shiver.
He is a pig, has a distorted view of life, but
him,
you I have already spoken once again.
Oh! Do you love me?
Look, if not love me, I assure you
kill me tomorrow, and if you do not want your name,
do a robbery by Emporio Armani, and you
: "Ah? And what you give me? "
And what you want gifts,
a pair of handcuffs? So I tie
to me and we'll be together forever
.
You are mine, no one should take away
,
you accuse me of being possessive, but
Look Who's Talking,
one that says "You go there with friends, you're just my
" Let me
stop with these rhymes,
otherwise my girlfriend will kill me.
I just have to ask forgiveness,
knowing he had done nothing, but I'll
this gift, because
you know, without you,
are not self-sufficient.
Any behavior leads to deductions
whatever you do, get me
strong emotions ... and is already very,
you know?
'll try for the first time,
to stay friends with an ex,
because despite what you think, you were
very important to me and do not want to lose you forever,
I write from the heart, not with the senses,
and my heart does not lie.
Francesco Favia
Thursday, May 22 '08 at 1:00
My Dog Has An Ingrown Hair
Demented
I nonetheless
in this venom, spitting out words
,
this art is my offspring.
I've never written so many poems in my life,
what you are afflicted,
this is not magic. And you
user, do not click the
,
some otherwise right-thinking,
assume that I want to cheat.
The interest that I am raising,
frankly,
surprise me, but looking back
,
did not think could be useful
show people what I was insane. The
I know, this thought may seem trivial, but what
want to get out
one that the world is useless.
more peaceful than a flower child, I would nevertheless like to see suffer
those vultures, who after having used
,
crumpled
burned
have thought 'and mo' cocks his son, "
then I have forgotten.
And if you find my stupid rhyme, and if you believe that
bring bad luck,
go on a porn site and looked at a vagina.
Francesco Favia
ore14 Wednesday, May 21, 2008: 38
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
I nonetheless
in this venom, spitting out words
,
this art is my offspring.
I've never written so many poems in my life,
what you are afflicted,
this is not magic. And you
user, do not click the
,
some otherwise right-thinking,
assume that I want to cheat.
The interest that I am raising,
frankly,
surprise me, but looking back
,
did not think could be useful
show people what I was insane. The
I know, this thought may seem trivial, but what
want to get out
one that the world is useless.
more peaceful than a flower child, I would nevertheless like to see suffer
those vultures, who after having used
,
crumpled
burned
have thought 'and mo' cocks his son, "
then I have forgotten.
And if you find my stupid rhyme, and if you believe that
bring bad luck,
go on a porn site and looked at a vagina.
Francesco Favia
ore14 Wednesday, May 21, 2008: 38
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
Does Tea Leaves Go Bad
Bocconcino
I write every day, almost never
cheerfully,
rarely smile, I despair
easily and quickly move your fingers, knock
keys with these hands,
faster Mexican boxers, squinting
this screen,
was not even the image of my hell,
is my intent to make money, not
with art, that's for sure.
preferred are the treat of bad luck,
not believe that will not bite mica,
consumes me and throws me down, I miss
a tiramisu.
Swallow my paranoia, and then
he released his torpedo
and repeatedly puts me in the ass.
not judge me, I beg you, you already know that
are insecure.
The money, some have too many
and who has no eyes to cry,
I'll never buy them, but I hope in a salary
so for a while 'survive,
Otherwise, Acidelle life, I take a
revolver, so I can make the beautiful
and I'll see you at last as good as Nutella.
Francesco Favia
Wednesday, May 21, 2008 ore 14:08
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
I write every day, almost never
cheerfully,
rarely smile, I despair
easily and quickly move your fingers, knock
keys with these hands,
faster Mexican boxers, squinting
this screen,
was not even the image of my hell,
is my intent to make money, not
with art, that's for sure.
preferred are the treat of bad luck,
not believe that will not bite mica,
consumes me and throws me down, I miss
a tiramisu.
Swallow my paranoia, and then
he released his torpedo
and repeatedly puts me in the ass.
not judge me, I beg you, you already know that
are insecure.
The money, some have too many
and who has no eyes to cry,
I'll never buy them, but I hope in a salary
so for a while 'survive,
Otherwise, Acidelle life, I take a
revolver, so I can make the beautiful
and I'll see you at last as good as Nutella.
Francesco Favia
Wednesday, May 21, 2008 ore 14:08
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
Yellow Strobe Light Legal ?
Bonazzi
What charm boys ... :-D Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! 
What charm boys ... :-D Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! 39 Weeks, White Creamy Discharge
Call it what you like **** c
Call it rap, call it poetry,
call it art, call it what
fucking seems
words are and what you want it to be.
What you are reading,
is not a nursery rhyme,
mean?
Capito, use your fingers and not your mouth. The pesto
hard on the keyboard,
to give free rein to my creativity, and
prove to myself that after all not a nullity.
Already you're right,
with art does not make a penny, but who is that asshole
that tells us that they are so stupid?
I have always studied,
but by the time I felt cheated, so I decided to work
and I have always worked. Then you
life requires choices to be made,
changed to prevent me from working exploit, but I was
used the same
used and thrown in the toilet.
Now I'm an unemployed,
more or less,
work nine hours per week, of course
always black.
And if you say you do not have regrets in life,
I do not believe you, beautiful, you do not charm me ...
now spend my days in front of the screen, sending
curriculum and composing poems to go along with my brain that thinks
continuously
projecting images of an uncertain future, because
actually
everything now has been compromised.
Francesco Favia
Tuesday, May 20, 2008 17:00
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com 
Call it rap, call it poetry,
call it art, call it what
fucking seems
words are and what you want it to be.
What you are reading,
is not a nursery rhyme,
mean?
Capito, use your fingers and not your mouth. The pesto
hard on the keyboard,
to give free rein to my creativity, and
prove to myself that after all not a nullity.
Already you're right,
with art does not make a penny, but who is that asshole
that tells us that they are so stupid?
I have always studied,
but by the time I felt cheated, so I decided to work
and I have always worked. Then you
life requires choices to be made,
changed to prevent me from working exploit, but I was
used the same
used and thrown in the toilet.
Now I'm an unemployed,
more or less,
work nine hours per week, of course
always black.
And if you say you do not have regrets in life,
I do not believe you, beautiful, you do not charm me ...
now spend my days in front of the screen, sending
curriculum and composing poems to go along with my brain that thinks
continuously
projecting images of an uncertain future, because
actually
everything now has been compromised.
Francesco Favia
Tuesday, May 20, 2008 17:00
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
New Meber Letters For Churches
be unclean
By popular demand,
I am going to recite the exploits of a
be unclean
by maidens called a 'bitch,
and not because I feel like a champion,
I do in the name of art and women,
I understand you, you idiot!?
I am the joker of the group, while
you are the loser, oh you, it appears.
Stand still with your hands, that's a friend of mine,
dont see that with you not having fun
mica.
You know, I live in the shadows, but
like magic, thanks to the friends I
flashes of merriment
the evening and I can become merry and
on.
Street on the road, looking
a local
're just in the car?
What took you wrong!??
But what you feel, how you get tired,
let it be, made by hand, secluded,
not know that women are treated with kid gloves? Have a nice
, listen to one that uses the glove
since it did not have hair on.
Arrivals in local
you warm and miss them badly,
demand that the owner,
you turn on the air conditioning, look ... well ...
go to hell.
You decided this evening to focus on the maid?
stay at home and jumped over the railing. In the vacuum
discover the feeling
you feel when you fuck,
a whirlwind of adrenaline,
before arriving.
Seize this lighter
and without this plug
so you relax a little,
're too tense, you know ...
so, then, who gets into trouble.
Have you ever faced the wrath of a patient person, up from
tell me, loser!
When the patient loses,
his face turns green, but the meek
you change the features making you become attractive.
you sent me wrong for the umpteenth time, you'll taste the consequences
hours, touch you this time.
you aspire to and you blow that away, and if there's anything
you,
you know what? There
that scatarrerò
and spit you out, and when you
I finish, dear
stoned, I will let you
and trample you.
And if this is not dissing
served
you look in the ring, you know
,
are a street kid,
friend.
Francesco Favia
Tuesday, May 20, 2008 1:00
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com 
By popular demand,
I am going to recite the exploits of a
be unclean
by maidens called a 'bitch,
and not because I feel like a champion,
I do in the name of art and women,
I understand you, you idiot!?
I am the joker of the group, while
you are the loser, oh you, it appears.
Stand still with your hands, that's a friend of mine,
dont see that with you not having fun
mica.
You know, I live in the shadows, but
like magic, thanks to the friends I
flashes of merriment
the evening and I can become merry and
on.
Street on the road, looking
a local
're just in the car?
What took you wrong!??
But what you feel, how you get tired,
let it be, made by hand, secluded,
not know that women are treated with kid gloves? Have a nice
, listen to one that uses the glove
since it did not have hair on.
Arrivals in local
you warm and miss them badly,
demand that the owner,
you turn on the air conditioning, look ... well ...
go to hell.
You decided this evening to focus on the maid?
stay at home and jumped over the railing. In the vacuum
discover the feeling
you feel when you fuck,
a whirlwind of adrenaline,
before arriving.
Seize this lighter
and without this plug
so you relax a little,
're too tense, you know ...
so, then, who gets into trouble.
Have you ever faced the wrath of a patient person, up from
tell me, loser!
When the patient loses,
his face turns green, but the meek
you change the features making you become attractive.
you sent me wrong for the umpteenth time, you'll taste the consequences
hours, touch you this time.
you aspire to and you blow that away, and if there's anything
you,
you know what? There
that scatarrerò
and spit you out, and when you
I finish, dear
stoned, I will let you
and trample you.
And if this is not dissing
served
you look in the ring, you know
,
are a street kid,
friend.
Francesco Favia
Tuesday, May 20, 2008 1:00
http://ciscofavia.blogspot.com/
www.nonsolocronache.com
Monday, August 10, 2009
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