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Married? children? The family photo

Internet is abominable. At one point, I was very tempted by the idea preposterous, we will agree to sign this blog under my real name (yes - sorry, but Chez is not my real name - I am aware shock for sure, but it had to sort).

And then one night of depression, I felt pretty terrible idea to type the full name of some of my ex in google, and the names of some guys and girls whose asses cirèrent the same chair as me college and high school.

Never do friends, ever. My neighbor Titiou has also learned the hard way.

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, class, fine, light and sparkling, the pictures do make you probably do justice, but I can not believe it's you with that ridiculous mop hairstyle cruise package. You, so funny, the jokester service, you bump of Defense in an insurance company, you're married (which you have committed atrocious blog on this occasion - the pictures of the burial of bachelorhood and the chamber pot, you were REALLY not have) a sort of Fox terrier you seem to be very happy: a good brand, all modern comforts.

And then there are those who, if they were like you and you google, you dare ask about, probably with the same joy that you are wrong: "Go, go, tell me you have a life of shit, bitch / dog, you who dump me for Regis / Arlette ". They answer what? Lies, of course. pretending to believe it's so far all that.

So here it is not tomorrow that I will sign my real name on this blog.

Would not that out of respect for you all my beautiful, beautiful you my all, which, although certainly you're told, after met me, I'll do something in life ... I would not want you to come see the muzzle of my days. You would be ashamed to my place. And I do not want to.

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I've always had great affection for a book Sempé, published in 1975, Denoël entitled The irresistible rise of social Lambert . That's life in France in the 1970s, the Pompidou is not dead yet, but it was "modernized" and need not be a genius to understand that there will be case sensitive. It's funny and tender, sometimes with protrusions which Sempé engineering:

human soul is, as remarked boilers in one day, like a wallet: when we look for the train tickets to go, it always falls on the family photo. It makes you think.

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My mother has this ability to horripilate, I assure you, it is impressive. It can capture any subject about exciting and in less than two minutes, it gets a bunch of stale prejudices and images, what makes you win. Worse, it can trick the outright disgust you. You see, if you are, I do not know me, say, an admirer of Raymond Carver, well you pass the subject my mother and hop, in five minutes flat, I swear you want to kill the man, to sack all his books in your library and can not worry about it again.

But the worst is its ability to do thirty ladles worry about this stuff of everyday life that you do not care as the fortieth year, with, moreover, digressions, parentheses, brackets in the brackets . Hey, no later than last week she told me her troubles closing it in the shed is built in the Perche. You know it's not far from Le Mans. A shot of TGV and hop from Paris, it rolls. Especially now that they are attractive rates, and then Gare Montparnasse is much more practical than before I think. Anyway: So the neighbor, a real con, has found a way to transfer the gooseberry bushes that lined the party wall of the house with my mother. You think if my mother fantasized over, she dreams of being a grandmother and jam it's true that kids love it more, yeah, for a grandmother, the small vegetable garden and fruit trees, it's worth a console games, I'm telling you. Finally at the age that my own and those of my brother, huh, sure that when they are older, it will be the same story.
Well at the same time, she could have guessed that the neighbor was con. Be said that in the Perche, when you look hard enough, they trimbalent not really a big picture of crafty. Brief. So the neighbor saque currant then my mother, she will see him and said, "bah, so why you turned my gooseberries? ! "Cash. And the guy, wait, you know what he replied? Wait, you're going to hallucinate: He replied: "like that." "So," he replies the guy. Nothing else. While whore this year, with the thaw, they would have been downright good, but good, notes, it is replanted, it seems. You say if I you drunk?