Thursday, February 4, 2010

Pinching Nerve By Bladder 39 Weeks Pregnant




I already mentioned that here in Australia there are those notorious shops that only sell alcohol, now with the weeks go by the findings "a high alcohol content" are more and more interesting eheheh.
January 26 was Australia Day! That translated into action means barbecue and beer everywhere at full blast. On this occasion we went to a friend's house, that Jarrod, who prepared many delicious dishes to the plate and the barbecue grill of his mega (Or "BBQ" and is abbreviated as "Barbie", as it is called).

have a size extra large barbecue is almost mandatory here! Just as it is mandatory to have a huge plastic box filled with ice and beer ... say 70 to 80 beers ... because everyone here drinks about 6-7 bottles (never cans) each! this famous ice chest was seen in some recently published in Italy, also at the supermarket you can also buy pacconi filled with ice-box to be paid in beer.

During that day there was also an opportunity to learn the national anthem of Australia, although in reality the hymn which recognizes the nation is a song by Jimmy Barnes: Working Class Hero, even has a version of the national anthem mesh up with the famous song, not to mention the people that the Olympics was screaming the famous "ooooooooo! "anthem of the song during the same ahah

(musically a sort of Bruce Springsteen Australian visually ... a kind of Toto Cotugno made in OZ)

Australians are wonderful people, are nice, are simple, they do not mind at all saws, no matter how you dress, and once I happened to say "What! Leave the house dressed with a pseudo-pajamas? "and I was told:" ahhh never mind, it is the same, no one cares how you dress here, "it is true that we Italians are too fixated with the style etc etc, even though under the covers hehe bit of narcissism there, and it's nice to hear often "ohh you look great!". The schedules have
shops is quite bizarre, usually all close at 5 pm, and are open on Sundays! but the weirdest thing is that supermarkets are open 24 hours on 24, 7 / 7, in short, a paradise for a desperate housewife!. In Melbourne there are great places to eat well, today for example I ended up where I took a Baguetterie a delicious sandwich with ham and brie, cheap and delicious, and everywhere you turn there is always a cheap sushi ready to be jelly! But enough about food! Otherwise I might change the title of my blog Chance to fat hehe.
Last Saturday I went to a club to see a cabaret - a musical performance by a famous drag queen ... or rather, something that in Italy we all dream of. One show did very well, with lots of fun songs, costumes of all kinds, all seasoned by the jokes funny Dolly Diamond. During the show there was also the time of descent from the stage to talk about / make fun of the audience ... and guess what 'Where did our dear Dolly? Obviously by myself ahahah

What fun, my heart was beating initially at 10000, after saying that my name was Matthew now has started with a joke saying "ah yes Matthew Preston!" because Preston would be Little Italy in Melbourne, and all eheheh down laughing. Truly a beautiful evening, dressed as usual for some cocktails ... even if the cocktails here are terrible ... or rather there is alcohol! virtually every cocktail you can put in only a shottino alcohol ... a drama! Only long island is a real bomb .. although it is very cheap to shell out for each of them the figure of $ 20 (13.5 €!) is therefore easy to understand why all drink beer.
(vodka from New Zealand)
way home, slightly happy for cocktails (or rather for the New Zealand increased from Naga vodka drink after the show) there is also time for some carefree passport photo memories ... indelible memories that will surely, I had to wait 23 years to have my first memory in a photo booth, but "better late than never," and continue on the path of linguistic banality "better few but good! ... I know you were not using quotation marks, but who cares, the hell with the language (and we are 2!)

Ucci Ucci smelled ladrucci postucci will publish in the near domanucci (this sentence is in honor of my dear friend Benedictine)

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