How singing of Fred Durst Limp Bizkit "is just one of those days when you do not want to wake up, everything went to hell and everything sucks."
This is just one of those posts. And yes I wanted to follow the valuable advice of Viktor that almost looks like a new commandment. Eighth, do not mess with.
But how do you do when your days are characterized by an array of characters from the erratic behavior. From forced cohabitation with people and situations that you do not want to deal with.
And so you do not desire to get up, because you sleep worse and worse, because what awaits is not t'alletta.
And finally here they are: you have to do with who lacks the language and does not recognize the difference between words as the owner and master, with those who can not appreciate the many people and are not to be (sooner or later realize it all). Who does not tolerate opinions contrary to his own in a country where you do not know the meaning of the word "serving" and "dissent". This
at all levels. Too bad that to make the Police there is a height limit otherwise we would have a policeman in more and many, many, many broken balls in less ...
For them, recommended films: The Great Dictator
Some are adjusting, navigating the stream, invested the consolation of a false sense of importance.
For them The Hustler
New rampant, indifferent to the needs, feelings, needs that are not theirs. Here too we shudder thinking of being governed by people totally indifferent to who should lead and govern. On both sides.
For them Unforgiven
For those who are always ready to side with the stronger, for who is the servant of the strong bullying the weak. For them Screw sold
For those who have been sidelined with malice: The Forgotten
For those who have matured with time and fatigue experiences that have been erased with rapid strokes of the sponge. For them, humiliated and offended
But also, and it is a hope and a wish: Groundhog
Who is forced to move forward in increasingly precarious conditions, the more uncomfortable, with less and less time for their lives, their children, for themselves. For those who must make sacrifices to bring home a few euro more and pay us the cost. For them: For a Few Dollars More
For those who find themselves in a jam overnight (and there are things that unfortunately captain) in the space of a Afternoon: That Dog Day Afternoon
For all of us: Sunset Boulevard
For fuck like me who sometimes think we can still do something (and not really clear mind longer know how): The Great Illusion
Luckily there's still a bunch of friends you can count on. For their epic picture: The magnificent 7
And the other good people who are in dire straits, which take hard line with them and give a bit 'of meaning in what you do every day . For them, the Wild Bunch .
eye because when the pile is not so wild but could become so. And then there's the story of machine gun ...
PS: We give to Caesar what belongs to Caesar and what is Uncle Uncle. This post comes from one of our usual conversations grotesque improvised.
PS2: The films are bound only by its title and content, some I have not even seen.
PS3: I do not know if you noticed but I have enough balls full. Just to point out.
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