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Crested Butt 2 (HC14) - From new hairstyle toc in panties ass

Didier Lannoy
Huppe ass!
assembly allegedly chronic daily January-May 2008
Series 2 - Extracts



New Hairstyle


New series a , new fashion, new style, new haircut, new dye, new look?

I went to the hairdressers (Ken, Jeremy, Jordi, Christopher) married my wife and I have not heard

- Normal Douchka, you're completely deaf!

tell me

- Do not make yourself any illusions, rugs, shabby, it does not turn into a flying carpet magic comb!

they did not tell me.


Stay connected


Cell phone keeps ringing in my head

- Tram 81 trying to call you, stay tuned!


Suicide Cannabis


Cannabis he wanted to commit suicide?

Has he missed a step, was he made a hook-in-leg?

Has anyone knocked Cannabis with a wok (or yam), and he pushed down the stairs?


A serious incident occurred at No. 21 for Maes street in Ixelles.

We heard something, a noise, a "plop", a "boom", a "platch" and

- This is not a rat, it's a Degu!

was found rat Sukin, one floor down, on the floor, unconscious, stunned, stunned ...

Rats Are they human? Do they have the right to have the dizziness, off balance, tripping on the stairs, falling into the peas, to suffer, to die?

Rats do they have the right to commit suicide?


the back of a stolen vehicle


Their eyes had finally crossed. And

- You know where to sleep tonight?

she smiled.


The next day, late morning, the type was still asleep, deep in the back of a vehicle reported stolen, near the hospital in Ixelles. Or in the parking lot of the Carrefour d'Auderghem. Or to the store Kruidvat street in Anderlecht Wayez


A policeman

- Kokoko! Kokoko! Kokoko! Kokoko!

brigade anti-terrorist, disguised as American football or ice hockey, banging, banging, banging, banging loudly and viciously on the tinted windows of the vehicle. And began to get excited, get excited, get excited, get excited ...

He tried unsuccessfully to wake the dead.


The girlfriend of the old Lucas


Having torn her veil and having removed his web, the spider lady Lucas Cranach

- Old!

carefully braided hair and pubic glazing, platinum, almost beardless, has received approval to participate in a fashion parade naked in the corridors of London Underground.


But where are the other goddesses, holy virgin, blessed martyrs, pythons, Amazons, archetypes and prototypes, "catalogs" and top models, Barbie dolls and other Paris Hilton, Covergirl and models of agency, pin-ups and it-girls of the past:

the naked young woman with a Blue Hat

the naked young woman with a bouquet of flowers

the bare-breasted young woman blossoming

the naked young woman looked at her toilet

the naked young woman sitting in an armchair

the naked young woman sitting by candlelight

the naked young woman sitting on a camel

the naked young woman standing at the railing

the naked young woman folded into four or rolled into a ball, thrown to the lions

the young woman naked dreaming, reading

the naked young woman languishing in a wood

the young woman lying naked, pregnant and patience by posing in the French version of Playboy

the young woman naked and shivering languished in a field of poppies or under a chestnut tree in bloom, swaying hips and her tinkling anklets, perching on high heels for " and see "by far her lovers and vaginal muscle tone, waiting to eat bees, ladybugs, butterflies, cockroaches, spiders and bats who like to put on the lips and nipples, neck and between the legs of courtesans

the young woman with bare buttocks, back view, the campaign rolled up size, climbing into panties in a kikoso at the bottom of the plot on Ikelemba

the young woman naked in the sun, lying on the beach, renting advertising space on each of the loaves: the first celebrating the merits of a cream cons hemorrhoids and another recommending a line of bathing suits, skin-colored or transparent

the naked young woman to work at the farm or at the laundry at the mine or at the office, authority or by the day, the harem or the convent, to the body of Delhaize Street Hennin

the girl naked at home, undressed and killed by a grenade explosion that drove to his house with a broom

the young woman naked on a trip to Izmir, in Florianopolis, in Kitokimosi (in Common Selembao) in Nassogne (near Badja) Mbanza Lemba (between Livulu and Salongo), Varna, in Biskra, Pokhara, in Rijeka, in Tangier, Pezens (not far Carcassonne) and Cochabamba

the young woman naked high among nuns and knowing all the songs, kissing the ring and poking

- Oh no, touch me not!

- Get out then!

- You m'salis!

- Get out then, "Poor idiot!

in petticoats Archbishop

the girl partially naked in miniskirt and garters, sitting on a bench in the station Marloie and uncrossed his legs and showing her little mischievous and crolles blondes and big puffy lips pouting and students of the Royal Grammar School Condroz Ciney, regulars (ecologists and pedophiles, pigeon, supporters of the Standard came to relax Esneux, fishermen line and traveling salesmen) line Jemelle-Liege, officials-commuters working in Namur Walloon Region and Ardennes Hunters based in Marche-en-Famenne?


And rraaaaaaah! the "Frau Liegende

- You're not a photo her so I walked on?

mit roter Hose und stehend weiblicher Akt Egon Schiele, as

- Of course there is a reclining woman with red pants! After that, nothing is certain ... We should see!

translated at my request, in het engels, by Jean-Paul Dispaux?


And God?


God can not be resolved

- All the world knows she sleeps with men! And it is regularly fiddle and sew hymen by the pharmacist or the healer of the village!

to bless the union of Joseph, sexton of his church and Mary, a teacher of secular schools.


Packed in heavy blankets


Dying in a tram 81 it's not a great way to end the day , winter a Wednesday evening around 17h 30 between

- Probably! We do not know very well! People came, others went out! There were too many people! People do not realized anything! People had no time to lose! It is the dead man himself who had to call the emergency ...

dock Trade and Boulevard de Smet of Nayer .

Being dropped off at Cemetery Jette "by paramedics after being refrigerated packaged in heavy blankets

- As if dying, it gave cold!

this is not a very pleasant way to end his life.

Why going to work that day? why not staying in bed?


While in Paris, the day before or the day before the evening at the Elysee, the Belgian businessman Albert Frere received

- But, but, but ... What is the relationship, name of God?

- No! There is none!

hands of French President Nicolas Sarkozy the Great Cross of the Legion of Honor.


Cannabis still


Cannabis, I repeat, it torments me!


Cannabis whines, shudders but

- no fractures, no! It will certainly get by, yes!

- But what a state! With crutches, glasses and a skateboard?

bites two veterinarians. One in Ixelles (a Saturday) and the other at Uccle (Monday).

So Cannabis is much better ... He has not succumbed to a heart attack following a banking crisis ... Certainly, it romps like before, no more jumpy, chews do more, do more and sham no longer as much nonsense as before, never decreased more

- When God invented the rat, electrical son had not yet been created!

wire from my bedside lamp Married Women claw does more tables Cheri Samba, not gripe over the binding of the latest book Kankwenda Mbaya, do we all play more dirty tricks which he had accustomed us but ... but it re-establishes

, them recover

blit, is recovering slowly ... and meanwhile, tries to be pampered, abuses the situation, trying to blackmail us, threatening us

- It's all your fault! When she learns what happened to you ...

denounce Sukin


The rat loses Sukin

- This is not a rat!

appetite and sense of humor when he

- It's a Degu!

- A what?

- A Degu Degu or whatever! A Degu Chile!

very sore right leg and it can and it squeals, whines, moans and trembles and utters little cries and he shuts up and buries it under a bed or behind a closet all day, all day without eating and without drinking and it looks for him everywhere, everywhere, in vain, and that the aims and the aims that we do not find it anywhere and that it does not stop to sleep and, perhaps, to die ...


damn it begins to exaggerate, the rat then!


Stany And, still alive?


Old Stany said that

- When I was young and beautiful!

whenever he spotted an elderly

- Yes, but if, Madam! Leave me alone!

he never failed to stop and spit in a giant clam, to throw his butt in a bin, raise his hat, kiss the hand of the hag, to the patriarch by the arm and force

- No, no, sir! It was on my way! You do not disturb me

to require him to cross the street.


I wonder ...

I have some doubts ...

This scenario then he belonged to the old Stany own? Would it not rather that of another life, another novel ... which Stany would have loved to be the hero?


Today, unfortunately, the old Stany

- I was tired of emptying the ashtrays!

no longer smoke (even at home).

He spits more either (except at home).


It's been far too long since married my wife and I are no longer went

- In a room where smoking is banned?

a drink at the old Stany!


And yet God?


God? We do not even allow him to speak and say hello in the elevator or the stairs. We do not dare to borrow three onions, a clove of garlic and a matchbox. We dare not even ask him the time.


And knock the pants in (private letters and editorial notes)


Nearly a week

- The "ass" to my wife married, in time, it had not posed too many problems, but the "suspenders" My wife married rrraaaaaaaaah!

- In what world do we live, I ask you? wonder Jean-Paul Dispaux ...

of trouble. And almost blurs (with myself, with some others too). And, perhaps, of questioning?

Yeah, yeah! Many mail late ...


Anne-Marie La Fere writes: "Listen, my dear old Didier: I really like your lyrics but I do not like reading on the screen of my dear old Mac almost died, so when do you properly edit your rantings, on fine paper in fine print of the old typesetters companions, all anarchists, as you know? "

I told him that

1. I have a problem with publishers (with no ... especially since I do not know two ...) (I knew a

- I let everything go! Swearing proper names of real people, redundancies and contradictions, grimaces and antics, my belching and flatulence my, my wet dreams, the exact number of my bank account, parentheses, question marks and exclamation marks, notes in footnotes, the faults of taste, hands on buttocks of grammar ...

Pierre Lelong, Quorum of the boss ... but he threw in the towel) and, for various reasons, I decided

- No artist visa or permit prostitution! Immediately and illegally! Excluding trade, standout outside censorship! Outside the church, the party and the market!

to become a writer electronics. Give me a mailing address anyway

- The factor of your everyday, what! He who does little more than bring you bills (telephone, water, gas, electricity, roads, cable, internet?) Announcements of (baptisms, deflower, weddings, ordinations, divorces, conversions to atheism, funerals ?), warnings extract-role, writs, extracts (negative?) bank accounts or customized advertising flyers!

and I'll send something, but not much in print ... but barely ... nice, but not too ... if your old Mac will eventually get angry ... I guess ... I guess ...

2. I also like the formula of "Huppe ass! "Because it allows me to risk stories (we launch the dice, put it on a nag) who engage (or stall), explode (or fuse), take place (or die-born), flashes, very short, quick ejaculate, day by day, playable and readable on the internet, even on an old Mac and my various correspondents including individuals (players in turn become the characters or speakers, complicity, accomplices, others ) may, if it could, change the course ...


Writing and Anne-Marie La Fere also hope to have partially responded to some remarks "positive" made by Carmelo Virone Jean-François Foulon, Franck Ngbanzo, Ouardia Derriche Hans Samyn, Serge Goldwicht, Claudine De Moor, Joelle Baumerder Viktor Rousseau, Daniel Derr, Ben Mavinga, Jean-Paul Dispaux, Violaine de Villers, Henri Playing Jo Jadin 2 , Chen Mukazi (who, immediately after my defenestration, have all

- Motions trust, telegrams of support, messages of encouragement, thunderous applause, rallies organized by Ben Mavinga, my secretary to General MOPAP (Mobilization, Propaganda Policy and Animation) and his faithful companion and turbulent Shlomo (aka Solomon, aka Suleyman), the circumcised!

come to my rescue ... all

- I will not tell anybody that I think Daniel Derr leaves me a little easily destabilize and wonder if I'm getting older (he also suggests to "use this new interactivity that is emerging and could boust "chronicles Huppe ass), Jean-François Foulon suggests to me that I should not feel obliged to write to everyone about anything with anyone that I went "a drink" in the pubs around the world and suggests to me that Carmelo Virone to distinguish the role of the writer (who writes when he feels like it) to the publisher (who manages the pace of his publications ") ...

by not sparing me not name di dju! their wit criticism) and answering also some of my other good friends who

- It's revered me nerves!

- Parano!

probably did not understand my "project" (my new "concept", as patois today) ... as I saw it take shape, slowly, groping, day after night without pre-established plan of attack, with the complicity of a few?


While Carter made his reappearance Paulo (before

- Where?

- In Jordan!

- Y do what? And sends it over there?

- "Services" Shhh ...!

disappear again) comforted me and also "Vive Huppe ass! As for the explanation of my silence: I am preparing a trip to Jordan, starting March 6. And when you return, I will submit to the agency AnaCongo a new book of adventures of Old and Didier Paulo Carter ... (hush!) Hi and not listening too journalists who drink in the evening. A good journalist always drunk when he is on and (except drama critic) is never at night. "


While, finally, my wife forgive me for not married

- Well, I got him to say!

- It does not stop you again, Douchka, I know you!

nothing but that he does not like criticism of her husband poissard stupid, inelegant and poorly civilized.


Well, once again, my bad faith, which

- Do not imagine especially, asshole, everyone has read your last expedition? Be less stupid, what!

support does me default, takes over and invites me

- Be funny, eh?

to rebound, to revive the party, to do exactly the opposite of what I announced in my last column, against the strong attack (and I even suggested to expand and

- Enlarge your penis! Stop Premature Ejaculation! No pumps, no surgery, no side effects!

broaden my audience

- Get the Truth! Visit my site!

who in previous series, very-very-very experimental, was voluntarily restricted) and

- The best defense is attack! The best attack is the preemptive strike! say the U.S., Israel, Turkey ... and even Belgium and some others going to war against Iraq, Afghanistan and Palestine and (soon?) Syria, Venezuela, Sudan, Zimbabwe and (of course!) Iran ...

to reformulate the end of my last "Huppe ass! "And word it in more positive terms:


Future" Huppe ass! "Will be distributed free to all that world which is in my address book then ... except those who have expressly indicated (at ddl@brutele.be ) they no longer wish to receive


E bongo!


And knock the pants!

1 The first series, called (post) "experimental" contained verbatim or slightly modified repeignée in Annex

2 The text me Jo sent Jadin definitely reassured me: "... the vast enterprise of demoralization that some people called superiors exercised over humanity seemed to meet the most evil crime. His opinion was rather ordinary people, who were not poets nor thinkers nor ministers, but simply a joy never inhabited by extinct "(Proud Beggars, p.52, Ed Joelle Losfeld, coll.Arcane, 1993 ). Cossery Albert.

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Huppe 2 (HC15) - From Prince to the carnival of terror hens

Didier Lannoy
Huppe ass!
assembly allegedly chronic daily January-May 2008
Series 2 - Extracts


Prince Carnival


When it's winter, he

- Take the elevator up, young man! Raise up! Riots me!

- Scuse-ngai, Mom! Middle ezali lisusu you! The tower threatens to collapse!

really too cold and my penis will not even show the tip of his nose out of her quilt, get up, get dressed, rummage, forage, inquire, socialize. He is too afraid of catching a bad cold, dist.


Cannabis And, it does not go very well either


Cannabis is struggling to recover from his fall down the stairs.

It makes us more too many kisses as before. It climbs over in bed and do more digging tunnels under our duvet. He falls asleep (and what it hums and what it purrs!) Less in the neck, chest and between the legs of my wife married. He is reluctant even to nibble skins worn bars and legs of his old mac.

His character has changed: he groans all the time, sulk, bites, is suspicious, frightened for nothing, seizes more briefs, bras, socks and handkerchiefs lying at the foot the bed, no more rolls in the sand or dust, not just eat salad and rice on our plates, no longer flies the croutons of bread, packets of cigarettes and pieces of sugar cane, distances himself ... and pulls us squarely face ... As if only we had more confidence and we kept strictly to something ...

He had yet

- We do not run up the stairs with a pacifier in mouth, Cannabis!

well said

- Be careful, Cannabis!

to be very careful.


The punished (Case Bordet, continued)


are reported crowds of smokers

confessors and parishioners, convicts and prison guards, cooks and toothless, customers and cashiers, book dealers and Anagnostis, surgeons and bit, and Geuze supporters of Anderlecht and cons-demonstrators Standard Liege and Jupiler, viandards and providers of sexual services

on the sidewalk at the entrance or exit, close the door in the lobby or the lobby or at the gate or the gate of

the Saint Boniface

prisons of Saint-Gilles and Forest

stage Constant Vanden Stock

the Delhaize Street Hennin

Hospital Saint-Pierre

Turn and mandible at the corner of Chaussée de Wavre and Rue Goffart

the Brussels Book Fair at Tour & Taxis

salon street prostitution Aerschot where in the night from Tuesday to Wednesday to 2am 45, Mona Lisa (a "Liegende Frau" or "Madonna's towel" which shows up shirtless, in midwinter, and whose chest smells like onion flavored with ginger and pili-pili) His body refuses a client to thirty years that loosen and

- Te! Naboyi na ngai!

- What are we afraid? We made her first period?

that the threat of a blade 18 centimeters long and 6.5 centimeters in diameter.


And outside the gates of the cemetery of Ixelles.

They are all there.

All.

The "unknown civilians" the dyer street Lesbroussart who sold pizzas (and the grocer, clothes ... a little earlier in the same street), the inventor of the machine to empty the dishwasher washer, the Frog married against her will to a sewer rat depressed, moths (who works for the rich, in the wardrobes of mansions on the side of the ponds of Ixelles) and cockroaches (who squatted in the poor, in the basement of Gray Street or in the kitchens of Long Street Life), the vegetarian and carnivorous plants ...

And " Known dead "and" leaders "who, before dying, do not forget to empty the refrigerator and unplug it, put their cat or canary in a neighbor or relative and give the keys to their apartment to the owner Real Estate: Victor Horta, Constantin Meunier, Camille Lemonnier, Jules Bordet, Louis Empain, Lilian Tala-Ngai, Ernest Solvay, Eugene Isaye, Charles De Coster and Margarita Bonnemains, the girlfriend of General Boulanger ...


And even the great Jazeera, very thin

accused (by each) to be the leader of a terrorist network powered by the proceeds of organized crime and to have violated the sacred values of the kingdom and

suspected (by others) for having spoken under torture betrayed his comrades and denounced the members of its network

- The detectives have the stem lying on the ground and pulled out my nails with a foot presser! But they still put me to the cra-cra! And it's not very easy to pull on a cigarette with handcuffs!

was awarded his cross for the occasion .


Matches particular


Bofane Jean (aka Gravedigger Jones), Ben Mavinga and Jean-Pierre Kabeya take news from Cannabis and want to know its history: does it actually part of the family, what his background, how he earns his living

- No, Cannabis is not an old rat, drunken cripple, who frequents bars around the Place Dailly and working as an informant for Federal Police!

exactly are his parents, that it happened exactly, what state is he and will he cope?


And if

- No, I have not driven a knife into the back of Cannabis! Not even in his right thigh

I am certainly guilty of something?


Jazeera


Jazeera has nearly born in a taxi "express" stuck in traffic on the road to the hospital Kintambo.

Everything he knows about his father, he was the lover of his mother.


Breakfast Mr


It brings Sir, in his room, the breakfast tray.

Mr. not eat more than small peas, quartered

- peas?

- Small breasts, What! Raisins!

pitted, without bone or bones.

We knock on the door of the room with Mr. tip of the shoe. It operates the handle of the door of the chamber using Mr. knee. It pushes with the left foot rat

- This is not a rat, it's a Degu!

of which Mr. sneaks off and tries to drag out. It closes with a shot of hip room door of Monsieur.


A call on my mobile


I get

- Bizarre and scary!

an appeal of the criminal police on my cell phone: "Do you know the tram 81? When did you last see both? "


Police

- Is it not you who are planning to slaughter Racine, Lamartine and Victor Hugo?

apparently familiar with my case ... But I noted that their happens to everyone to get lost: a caravan of Sudan can be lost in the desert of Namibia, Ardennes ham can hang in the attic of a mosque or a synagogue, the line has 81 may have been deflected by Park Avenue, instead of Rochefort and Avenue Wielemens-Ceuppens ...


The terror of hens


Feeling a wind Challenges to rise, God

- I'm sorry I killed everybody! I apologize to be alive! Sorry!

pretends ...

Then he hurries to kill a monkey to scare the chickens!


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Huppe ass 2 (HC16) - From God to God

Didier Lannoy
Huppe ass!
assembly allegedly chronic daily January-May 2008
Series 2 - Extracts


God


soon as the little lamp red lights, God moves and

- What am I going to do today?

stretches and

- What will happen to property?

questions.

But soon, God forgets his anguish morning, took the controls of his craft and perform any mission.


The distemper


Cannabis since his accident, no more leaps, No laughing, no hops more, do more laughs, no more frolicking

- On all fours! At full speed! By lifting up the ass!

as before.


It sometimes seems to drag his rear like a sack of potatoes, completely amorphous, which would draw heavily, in the corridors of a wet kitchen internship in basement, to the guillotine or the slaughterhouse, as if

- When he fell down the stairs, it was his understanding knees crack?

his rear shock absorbers were broken. Maybe! Has it surely! fractured pelvis and parallel! he is suffering too! disease

- It can occur from falling down stairs, that thing?

Carré.


Have we become adoptive parents of a

- This is not a rat, it's a Degu!

rat disabled? How to announce Sukin news? Will we spend our upcoming Easter holiday to Lourdes?


Women's Day in Kinshasa?


is rumored to Yolo qu'Evolokoooooooooo was

- Victim of a procedural error!

or would be "soon soon" and released

- Friday! Today! Yesterday! Tomorrow!

it was released or released

- is pretty obvious! The rape of a schoolgirl Anopheles or a bat in a miniskirt that she complained was a crude forgery! Such an injustice must be repaired quickly!

"soon soon" from the prison of Makala. The great Yolo (North and South, including much of Kauka of Kimbangu and Mombele) is in turmoil. We will not

- Bapetites, bokeba! The night is long! There will probably rape of censorship and support! Rape and compensation for damage to reputation neighborhood!

Yolo sleep. Person. Overnight.


Book Fair in Brussels?


A trip to the fair or bazaar of Tour and Taxis. To greet Claire Prost. And Olivier Le Brun and his "Brussels on edge." And perhaps also meet Bibish Mumbu and In Koli Jean Bofane.

- You were not invited to produce to you the Book Fair in Brussels this year, dear sir?

- But no, dear Madam, either this year or last year or next year! I became a writer E!

- See you then maybe the salon appliances, at Heysel, dear sir! In what stand or podium on which showcase how you spread yourself?


God


A cigarette dangling from her beak.

Stiffness in the leg is limping slightly. God aided by a cane to walk.


God


roughly cut the beard, bags under their eyes, God is playing bocce in the courtyard of the building.

A mortar shell fell at his feet. And, as might be expected

- God does not will die with a twist of the gut!

the shell refrains

- This is not written anywhere!

explode.


God


God is often dull.

They say it best when he hears his mouth full.


Matches particular


Cannabis has always so successful.

Nadine asked of him. Sukin sends us SMS anxious.

In Koli Bofane Jean (aka Gravedigger Jones) to phone him regularly. He would think, from my wife married to offer him a small role in an upcoming film or a second novel.


I also have a cat Cannabis Monique phobia. They have slip-joint, "she said, her cat and

- This is not a rat, it's a Degu!

rat Sukin. If they met, they would have plenty to talk about.


The attitude and kidney


April 9, 2008, deadline for surrender "works" of all self-proclaimed leaders of the militant Jipéjisme Old diamba happening on the ba billiards in the late morning at the Bordet Institute. In the afternoon the same day, he will be able to offer

- A kidney?

the collective Jipéjistes

- A kidney and the kidney is the same thing, gnon?

- The kidney is the husband of the Queen, eh!

kidney

chew on a plate with pastry

that the waste does Bordet think probably not his claim.

You take that too? No discharge? Absolutely sure in quite obvious?

We brought it Turning the map? Mustard sauce or flamed with Armagnac?

With fries Barak: those of "Anthony" (Place Jourdan), or those of "Bosteels (Flagey)?

Who (or whom) do you prefer?


I only hope that my plate is

- Nominated!

selected by Serge Goldwicht oh hi! and Roby Comblain, oh eh!

And Michel Dehoux, hey ho! accept our mustard sauce and we blaze in Armagnac that thing, eh ah!


God


God complains

- there was even unhappy customers who use prepaid cards to avoid detection by my " services "! They are rude, the dirty one! of civilized evil!

receive phone calls insults, curses and threats from Palestine, Lebanon, Congo, Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan, China, France, Belgium, Colombia, Chad or Sudan.


God


God is eternal.

He wears party clothes to cheat death.

Receives

- Keep your scarf, gloves and your coat. It's colder inside in the street!

guests to paradise.


Cannabis advantage of the situation


Cannabis, slightly crippled advantage of the situation and seeking to be pampered.

He slips into the conjugal bed under the duvet and

- What part of your body opulent, darling?

- Buttocks!

squats, now my ass married woman.


Residence Van Aa


early morning, a Monday, about thirty men of a special intervention unit of the federal police

- With a microphone attached to the ear! Armed with bulletproof vests! Hooded! Armed with sniffer dogs and growling!

specializes in detecting and tracking down differences absurdities and aberrations stormed the residence Jean Van Aa pavement Boendael, 94, in Ixelles.

Neighbors have complained.

Two young girls, too much undermined, would have been insulted in the elevator or thrashing on the stairs between the basement and first floor. Boys who cheated at marbles in the courtyard of the facility were allegedly assaulted by players cards or bowls.


The local police came in support, has established a wide perimeter security, preventing the arrival of relief and preventing access places

parents, friends, neighbors, factors, curious and

teams

- Likely to cover the event so tendentious and poignant film scenes that could then go around the world!

TV the BBC and Al Jazeera, professionals defense of human rights and even a street dog who was pulling the cart of a homeless crotteux.


Between 7am and 7:15 am, the circulation of 81 tram from Montgomery (via Hunt and bridge Germoir) and heading to the Heysel (via the station du Midi, Yser and Cemetery Jette) it is found slightly disrupted and slowed to match the Flagey Square Street Brewery Lesbroussart the street.


Some residents whose birth certificate, the SIS card and funeral insurance are no longer in good standing since the last century have panicked and fled into the toilet. Others were hidden in garbage cans and containers from the kitchen in the basement.

They were quickly caught.

They were put in handcuffs (to stop them from scratching the crotch) and were attached to radiators (so they do not take a shot cold).


A search was made

in public areas of the residence and

in the alcoves of some people considered particularly suspicious because having at one time or another in their lives

- 21 or 54?

inhabited street Maes, up, left or right, between the grocery Gourad and the square of Hendrik Conscience, on the one hand, and the Chaussée d'Ixelles, secondly


was not discovered canned oysters, onions of tulips, happy pills, pellets diamba, of hymens, foreskins, umbilical cords, growth hormones, laptop, USB and pornographic DVDs in the chamber Jipéji. Nor

- Get your Mandara!

folding saws, cutters, axes, hammers, cutter, screwdrivers, bottles of tear gas, barbecue forks, a crossbow and baseball bats, shots, brass knuckles, ski masks, a pair of black gloves (not to leave fingerprints on the steering wheel of stolen cars), a flashlight, a presser foot, a dagger and an air pistol in the room of Mrs. Alice who has long lived in the street Maes at number 54 in the first floor apartment.


By cons, there has

de-

covered

many cigarette butts crushed and hidden behind the toilet of a st floor, right wing when you exit the elevator ...

in a room accessible to all residents ...

both Jipéji, second door on the right to ...

- Long time, neighbor!

Mrs. Alice, far left, the penultimate gate, near the radiator ...

and their visitors.


God


If I do a Goggle and I call "God" in French, Thursday, March 13, 2007, 14h to 36, I get only 27.300000 occurrences.

God is not infinite!

At least he is not speaking.


God


That same Thursday, March 13, 2007, 14h to 51, call "God" and get a good high score: 423,000,000 hits!

God

- Including vibrators, dildos and stimulators clitoris!

is stronger than God!

Unless he is American.


Prince Carnival, following


Wait just that spring back and

- You'll see!

- I'll see what?

you'll see, I am a different man!


Cannabis is in great shape


SMS

- Cannabis And, how?

anguished phone calls from Kinshasa.


I say that Cannabis is certainly fell down the stairs (murder or suicide?) But it is now (cure or resurrection?), Again any great shape and

- The scoreboard was turned back on, restarted the engine, shock absorbers have been oiled or replaced! Cannabis is much better too!

he again became the dominant male of 21 abominable Street Maes.


He did more bites the tail, from digging more tunnels into quilts, no longer seeking to be pampered ...

He undertook to drive me from the marriage bed with his teeth , pee on my pillow, climbed onto the tables of Cheri Samba watching my wife married me

taunts!


God


God is everywhere, even on the Internet.

There must be somewhere, right?

Where is God (the arches, pierced the little diamond in the right ear, the corset lacing in back, toe ring, face and neck massed at the argan oil)?

God has not rescued a father and his three children who were trapped in a burning car. He has not practiced CPR to a baby who was choking in his crib. God has not intervened in Ituri, North Kivu and South Kivu. He did not release Palestinians penned into the Gaza Strip.

Where is it then, God? Long time no longer has it seen.

God is injured, the hosto in jail, fled to the hospital, the brothel, at the mortuary, cemetery, dead or resurrected?

God is an ogre and he

- Like the octopus!

blue blood?

Is God became the owner of a funeral home that specializes in violent death?


The tram 81 prowls


Where the tram 81 goes there at night?

In a hotel on the Avenue de l'Hippodrome or the Avenue de Tervuren? Or will he park along the sidewalk in front of the house of his driver?

Tram 81 does not sleep. He does not spend the night. Nowhere. He prowls the streets of Ixelles

- You look for me?

looking a young man who would be launched

- What is it for a language?

- A burning, eh!

embarked on a love affair ... and would be accountable to the big brother of his last girlfriend.


Fowler


can not without risk

- Could you help me determine the sex of my bird?

show themselves familiar with a fowler.


Editors Notes


Ben Mavinga worries and

- What Does Old Didier?

remember to order. Claire Prost and Olivier Le Brun also ...


No problem, I still

- It's coming! It's coming!

enough blood, tears, urine, snot and cum in my bottles!

It only takes me to remote, what!

In addition, some of my characters are traveling or have traveled and I can not say anything nice or objectionable. Filip De Boeck went to Kinshasa (with two packets of candles and a few boxes of matches in case the generator of our daughter Nadine fall out of gas) and Gauthier de Villers also (with five jars Delinut "cheaper "Aldi purchased Goffart Street, a few days before it closes for major processing). And Anne-Marie La Fere was exiled in the Gers

- In the shelter of my "Huppe Ass!

me awarding custody of his old Mac ...


But fortunately my fundamentals have remained faithful to the post: Cannabis, tram 81 and God.

Especially God.

And Jipéji married and my wife too.


God


have affixed a sticker on our mailbox outlook: "God, no thank you! "