“The hasty eats raw,” affirmed my grandmother in times when I invaded the kitchen to get a sliver of lunch that was not even ready. At the time, I did not give ball to the portions of wisdom of the Nonna because it was too busy giving ball to the hood pellet, a slingshot made of Jaboticaba and my army of commands in action. Today, more than twenty years later, I see that the best cook who ever stepped on this planet was absolutely right about the hasty. And I see hasty defeated in their own haste–and impatience–in all parts…
The kitchens of this galaxy, for example, they are packed with”pseudomasterchefs” which, before they even learn to fry eggs, are already making flambados dishes that require a resume with at least seven risottos, twenty barbecues and ten pancakes that have managed to return to the frying pan safely. Result: Kitchens catch fire, dogs eat what they shouldn’t and pizzas with delivery bills more.
In English schools There is also a flood of hasty, ô there! People who, long before they can pronounce”the book is on the table” and”Happy Birthday to you,” already wants to sing American raps who, from so fast, are difficult even for beings who speak English since they were born. And guess what? Shame on you, obviously. Nothing against, because I also pay monkeys in karaoke and showers, but if they did not try to skip the verb”to be” directly pro Eminem at speed 6, for sure, they would present something less Joel Santana accelerated.
Where else do I perceive people who compromise the quality of the final outcome because they skip the learning of essential steps? In sports. Who does not know a peladeiro who, instead of training the basics(simple pass, plate kick, header…), just want to know about figures(bicycle, cow dribble, touch of lyrics…)? I know about twelve, at least. Nothing against the figures, but before you do it, do me a favor to learn what is essential, how to stop hitting the moon when you need to hit the goal. In Jiu-Jitsu, sport I practice, I see the same: White Stripes wanting to apply flying blows–and difficult even for black bands–before they even learn the most basic: tying the Ribbon. I don’t have to say they embarrass themselves, right? One more sport in which the hasty, by Desdenharem or unaware of the need for basic knowledge, exhibit performances dismal? The sex. Or are you going to tell me that sex isn’t a sport? Oops! And I don’t understand why you haven’t become Olympic yet.
The guy hasn’t even figured out the big difference between the cunt and the ass and, even so, always brooding in trying to apply the doggy-contortion-kamikaze-inverted position of the Kama Sutra–sexual modality that, in India, due to the degree of danger, has already killed more people than Tigers, selfies and selfies with tigers. He even killed people with hours and hours of tantric and acrobatic sex on the hip. And worse: The citizen tried to send this a stunt with you, in the first sex, after giving two miserable licks that didn’t even wet his vajayjay and take a western Caboclo and half a November Rain to get his bra off. Frustrating, I’m connected. And you think you were his only victim? No, obviously not! Reliable sources told me that recently he broke a girl’s coccyx. As? He tried to eat the mine the same way as the fleet in the film devouring… But the fleet is trained! You’ve done everything in this life. Or do you think he, thirteen, already balanced girls on his penis?
And you know the most bizarre? Men like the guy in the previous paragraph really think they can only impress if they do pirouettes and Pirocópteros with the stick. Poor. They barely know that if they focus the energies on learning the basics–in oral sex that does not resemble a disgoverned slug under the effect of ecstasy and the Papa-and-mom that fits tasty and flows according to the demonstrations of pleasure of the lady-, they’d be out in front of the overwhelming majority. I’m serious. Someone needs to warn them that it’s more worth a rice and beans well done than a Boeuf Bourguignon(do not ask me what it is, I found in Google) prepared by someone who, still yesterday, searched for tutorials that teach to peel tomatoes. Did you guys look at the analogy? Of course you did. But they, the guys who decided to skip the Handjob Pro 69 vertical on skis, no! Because they need something more direct, such as: A well-made papa-and-mother is worth more than a maned-sharp-carp-bold-Intrepid(number 12 position of the Kama Sutra version Tupiniquim) made by someone who, despite bodily elasticity, he still believes that the woman only possesses two erogenous zones zones(the vagina and the breasts), and that neither dreams of the importance of stimulating their brains.
I’m not suggesting that men give up on the Kama Sutra and radical sexual maneuvers, to be very clear. I suggest you just start with the be before you risk suddenly in Latin, that is to learn the basics first(the time to penetrate does not hurt.
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