- This is crazy, there has already jellyfish! Generally, they do not arrive before the end of June, with large Chaleur. It attempted to sketch a smile.
- Still a benefit to take his vacation in June. There is less of the world on the beach and less of jellyfish in the water. We just all the years with my wife, we exchange of Belfort. He swung a lady under a parasol which smiled at her husband and to the young woman he had saved from an awful burn. "Eh Ben, it shows that you are not here, even without your focus and the crayfish aspect of the second day of beach of the people of the North: A Riviera would not have this sympathetic smile, it I would glances murderers for having dared to speak to her husband and fly a chest more Farm The Siena", pensa-t-it. - You are on holiday, you also ?
"No, in fact I had a little bit of everything here plated to live with the man of my life in Canada. It M had requested in marriage to my father, that of emotions... I have not renewed my contract which was on the end and I joined there. At the end of two months in Quebec and four years of a passionate love me, he pressed because I did not like the yellow, four years to realize that it was unbearable that I do not like the Yellow... Finally, it is another history... Always it is that I had to return, I have more of the CME, I have more job, I am exhausted, suicidal, desperate and everything that I have found to do today is to go to the beach all alone like a lost. " - Yes, yes, I am on vacation, murmured-t-it. Taking its courage in both hands, braving the jellyfish, sea urchins, octopus and other sharks, the Bonhomme threw himself to the water. She sat on his towel, eyes browsing the horizon far before it. Then they laid on this buoy which had once been the theater of their amours indecent. His CHIN began to tremble. He did not like his chin Aspen this foretold a large sorrow. It tightened his knees against his chest as to make any small, if only it had could disappear with a wave of a magic wand, never to have existed, that this nightmare ends. The guy from the North came back on the beach in a few fathoms approximate and always on the lookout for possible bugs unwelcome. - Ah, farniente, there is only that of true! Threw him-t-it in the LED as well barren, curled up at the center of its huge bath towel, those who are specially made for two. Yes, it is safe...
It redoubla efforts to that pout which distorted his face is as close as possible to a smile. His eyes already reddened by the sea water and the sun, its wet hair dripping on his face, the BRAVE vacationer do realized not that she was crying to big tears... When snow covers everything, the linen is found in front of the fireplace. In the night, the Flames lit strange farfadets tress, the trap and then the fail, the caress and then fade away. But the farfadets does not prevail in their mischevious ballet this quiet linen, this wise linen which expects the small morning as the marmot hibernates in waiting for the spring. The haze stretched on the hills, unveiling of time other earlier a farm earlier a fence. It was yet dense at this time where we did not know if it was still the night or in the morning. Stéphane cared little, it had almost no closed the eye of the night, as it waited for this day with impatience. It was a sweet mixture of excitement and apprehension. These last weeks had been as a long repetition. It was felt at the time as a choreographer adjusting the last details of a show and the supervising physician the constants of a future birth. In four hours, it would be the head of the orchestra of the first grand concert of his life; he did not fail, but the pressure was strong around him. Jeanne, his mother, had deferred all its hopes on him, Lara came to join. She had left his position as decorator in a large Parisian cabinet. He should not disappoint and then there was the other, those who were waiting for its failure, which would be quite happy if it crashed. Not all of course, there was the faithful, those who the épauleraient in remembrance of Jean-Jacques. Its confidence in him was cracked, cracked by its doubts, she asked only to tear completely. The layers of haze clung still in the villages more senior as thin strips of cotton; they liberated little by little the roofs, allowing the rays of the sun of drill. Stéphane marvelled all days of the show, it was the end of the summer, he had been generous and if everything went well with the forecasts lenient weather, it would succeed. It ironed mentally all the steps of the day when he felt two hands to fit on its belly. Lara stood behind him, silent, humming against his back. He turned and he filed a kiss on the forehead. Lara was not beautiful, it was more than that, it was bright, its star of Berger, its hold of Child, its lighthouse of full sea. She was the one who had made man. - It is still early, will recoucher te, the day will be long my love.
- I feel worried. Everything will go well, you'll succeed, I am certain. Jeanne and me, we are there and then there are all the friends. As each time that he was distressed, he preferred the silence and solitude. Lara is eclipsed therefore, offering him just a gentle kiss. The death of the species, such as that of individuals, is a natural phenomenon, inexorable destiny. From the analysis of fossil remains, palaeontologists estimate that the average length of life of species is between 1 and 2 million years for mammals, and around 10 million years for terrestrial invertebrates or marine. In addition, they highlighted five major crises of extinction in the course of geological time, which eliminated between 65 and 85 percent of species and up to 95 percent to the Permian, there are 250 million years (cf. biological extinctions). The most well known of these mass extinctions, the Cretaceous-Tertiary (there has 65.5 million of years), was particularly marked by the extinction of the dinosaurs, among many other species. At the origin of these disasters, which is smeared however on several thousands, or even millions of years, it evokes cataclysms of origin internal or external to the Earth, such as volcanic eruptions or falls of meteorites. - This is crazy, there has already jellyfish! Generally, they do not arrive before the end of June, with large Chaleur. It attempted to sketch a smile. - Still a benefit to take his vacation in June. There is less of the world on the beach and less of jellyfish in the water. We just all the years with my wife, we exchange of Belfort. He swung a lady under a parasol which smiled at her husband and to the young woman he had saved from an awful burn. "Eh Ben, it shows that you are not here, even without your focus and the crayfish aspect of the second day of beach of the people of the North: A Riviera would not have this sympathetic smile, it I would glances murderers for having dared to speak to her husband and fly a chest more Farm The Siena", pensa-t-it. - You are on holiday, you also ?
"No, in fact I had a little bit of everything here plated to live with the man of my life in Canada. It M had requested in marriage to my father, that of emotions... I have not renewed my contract which was on the end and I joined there. At the end of two months in Quebec and four years of a passionate love me, he pressed because I did not like the yellow, four years to realize that it was unbearable that I do not like the Yellow... Finally, it is another history... Always it is that I had to return, I have more of the CME, I have more job, I am exhausted, suicidal, desperate and everything that I have found to do today is to go to the beach all alone like a lost. " - Yes, yes, I am on vacation, murmured-t-it. Taking its courage in both hands, braving the jellyfish, sea urchins, octopus and other sharks, the Bonhomme threw himself to the water. She sat on his towel, eyes browsing the horizon far before it. Then they laid on this buoy which had once been the theater of their amours indecent. His CHIN began to tremble. He did not like his chin Aspen this foretold a large sorrow. It tightened his knees against his chest as to make any small, if only it had could disappear with a wave of a magic wand, never to have existed, that this nightmare ends. The guy from the North came back on the beach in a few fathoms approximate and always on the lookout for possible bugs unwelcome. - Ah, farniente, there is only that of true! Threw him-t-it in the LED as well barren, curled up at the center of its huge bath towel, those who are specially made for two. Yes, it is safe... It redoubla efforts to that pout which distorted his face is as close as possible to a smile. His eyes already reddened by the sea water and the sun, its wet hair dripping on his face, the BRAVE vacationer do realized not that she was crying to big tears... When snow covers everything, the linen is found in front of the fireplace. In the night, the Flames lit strange farfadets tress, the trap and then the fail, the caress and then fade away. But the farfadets does not prevail in their mischevious ballet this quiet linen, this wise linen which expects the small morning as the marmot hibernates in waiting for the spring. The haze stretched on the hills, unveiling of time other earlier a farm earlier a fence. It was yet dense at this time where we did not know if it was still the night or in the morning. Stéphane cared little, it had almost no closed the eye of the night, as it waited for this day with impatience. It was a sweet mixture of excitement and apprehension. These last weeks had been as a long repetition. It was felt at the time as a choreographer adjusting the last details of a show and the supervising physician the constants of a future birth. In four hours, it would be the head of the orchestra of the first grand concert of his life; he did not fail, but the pressure was strong around him. Jeanne, his mother, had deferred all its hopes on him, Lara came to join. She had left his position as decorator in a large Parisian cabinet. He should not disappoint and then there was the other, those who were waiting for its failure, which would be quite happy if it crashed. Not all of course, there was the faithful, those who the épauleraient in remembrance of Jean-Jacques. Its confidence in him was cracked, cracked by its doubts, she asked only to tear completely.
The layers of haze clung still in the villages more senior as thin strips of cotton; they liberated little by little the roofs, allowing the rays of the sun of drill. Stéphane marvelled all days of the show, it was the end of the summer, he had been generous and if everything went well with the forecasts lenient weather, it would succeed. It ironed mentally all the steps of the day when he felt two hands to fit on its belly. Lara stood behind him, silent, humming against his back. He turned and he filed a kiss on the forehead. Lara was not beautiful, it was more than that, it was bright, its star of Berger, its hold of Child, its lighthouse of full sea. She was the one who had made man. - It is still early, will recoucher te, the day will be long my love. - I feel worried. Everything will go well, you'll succeed, I am certain. Jeanne and me, we are there and then there are all the friends. As each time that he was distressed, he preferred the silence and solitude. Lara is eclipsed therefore, offering him just a gentle kiss. The death of the species, such as that of individuals, is a natural phenomenon, inexorable destiny. From the analysis of fossil remains, palaeontologists estimate that the average length of life of species is between 1 and 2 million years for mammals, and around 10 million years for terrestrial invertebrates or marine. In addition, they highlighted five major crises of extinction in the course of geological time, which eliminated between 65 and 85 percent of species and up to 95 percent to the Permian, there are 250 million years (cf. biological extinctions). The most well known of these mass extinctions, the Cretaceous-Tertiary (there has 65.5 million of years), was particularly marked by the extinction of the dinosaurs, among many other species. At the origin of these disasters, which is smeared however on several thousands, or even millions of years, it evokes cataclysms of origin internal or external to the Earth, such as volcanic eruptions or falls of meteorites. - This is crazy, there has already jellyfish! Generally, they do not arrive before the end of June, with large Chaleur. It attempted to sketch a smile. - Still a benefit to take his vacation in June. There is less of the world on the beach and less of jellyfish in the water. We just all the years with my wife, we exchange of Belfort. He swung a lady under a parasol which smiled at her husband and to the young woman he had saved from an awful burn. "Eh Ben, it shows that you are not here, even without your focus and the crayfish aspect of the second day of beach of the people of the North: A Riviera would not have this sympathetic smile, it I would glances murderers for having dared to speak to her husband and fly a chest more Farm The Siena", pensa-t-it. - You are on holiday, you also ? "No, in fact I had a little bit of everything here plated to live with the man of my life in Canada. It M had requested in marriage to my father, that of emotions... I have not renewed my contract which was on the end and I joined there. At the end of two months in Quebec and four years of a passionate love me, he pressed because I did not like the yellow, four years to realize that it was unbearable that I do not like the Yellow... Finally, it is another history... Always it is that I had to return, I have more of the CME, I have more job, I am exhausted, suicidal, desperate and everything that I have found to do today is to go to the beach all alone like a lost. " - Yes, yes, I am on vacation, murmured-t-it. Taking its courage in both hands, braving the jellyfish, sea urchins, octopus and other sharks, the Bonhomme threw himself to the water. She sat on his towel, eyes browsing the horizon far before it. Then they laid on this buoy which had once been the theater of their amours indecent. His CHIN began to tremble. He did not like his chin Aspen this foretold a large sorrow. It tightened his knees against his chest as to make any small, if only it had could disappear with a wave of a magic wand, never to have existed, that this nightmare ends. The guy from the North came back on the beach in a few fathoms approximate and always on the lookout for possible bugs unwelcome. - Ah, farniente, there is only that of true! Threw him-t-it in the LED as well barren, curled up at the center of its huge bath towel, those who are specially made for two. Yes, it is safe...
It redoubla efforts to that pout which distorted his face is as close as possible to a smile. His eyes already reddened by the sea water and the sun, its wet hair dripping on his face, the BRAVE vacationer do realized not that she was crying to big tears...
When snow covers everything, the linen is found in front of the fireplace. In the night, the Flames lit strange farfadets tress, the trap and then the fail, the caress and then fade away. But the farfadets does not prevail in their mischevious ballet this quiet linen, this wise linen which expects the small morning as the marmot hibernates in waiting for the spring. The haze stretched on the hills, unveiling of time other earlier a farm earlier a fence. It was yet dense at this time where we did not know if it was still the night or in the morning. Stéphane cared little, it had almost no closed the eye of the night, as it waited for this day with impatience. It was a sweet mixture of excitement and apprehension. These last weeks had been as a long repetition. It was felt at the time as a choreographer adjusting the last details of a show and the supervising physician the constants of a future birth. In four hours, it would be the head of the orchestra of the first grand concert of his life; he did not fail, but the pressure was strong around him. Jeanne, his mother, had deferred all its hopes on him, Lara came to join. She had left his position as decorator in a large Parisian cabinet. He should not disappoint and then there was the other, those who were waiting for its failure, which would be quite happy if it crashed. Not all of course, there was the faithful, those who the épauleraient in remembrance of Jean-Jacques.
Its confidence in him was cracked, cracked by its doubts, she asked only to tear completely. The layers of haze clung still in the villages more senior as thin strips of cotton; they liberated little by little the roofs, allowing the rays of the sun of drill. Stéphane marvelled all days of the show, it was the end of the summer, he had been generous and if everything went well with the forecasts lenient weather, it would succeed. It ironed mentally all the steps of the day when he felt two hands to fit on its belly. Lara stood behind him, silent, humming against his back. He turned and he filed a kiss on the forehead. Lara was not beautiful, it was more than that, it was bright, its star of Berger, its hold of Child, its lighthouse of full sea. She was the one who had made man. - It is still early, will recoucher te, the day will be long my love. - I feel worried. Everything will go well, you'll succeed, I am certain. Jeanne and me, we are there and then there are all the friends. As each time that he was distressed, he preferred the silence and solitude. Lara is eclipsed therefore, offering him just a gentle kiss. The death of the species, such as that of individuals, is a natural phenomenon, inexorable destiny. From the analysis of fossil remains, palaeontologists estimate that the average length of life of species is between 1 and 2 million years for mammals, and around 10 million years for terrestrial invertebrates or marine. In addition, they highlighted five major crises of extinction in the course of geological time, which eliminated between 65 and 85 percent of species and up to 95 percent to the Permian, there are 250 million years (cf. biological extinctions). The most well known of these mass extinctions, the Cretaceous-Tertiary (there has 65.5 million of years), was particularly marked by the extinction of the dinosaurs, among many other species. At the origin of these disasters, which is smeared however on several thousands, or even millions of years, it evokes cataclysms of origin internal or external to the Earth, such as volcanic eruptions or falls of meteorites. - This is crazy, there has already jellyfish! Generally, they do not arrive before the end of June, with large Chaleur. It attempted to sketch a smile. - Still a benefit to take his vacation in June. There is less of the world on the beach and less of jellyfish in the water. We just all the years with my wife, we exchange of Belfort. He swung a lady under a parasol which smiled at her husband and to the young woman he had saved from an awful burn. "Eh Ben, it shows that you are not here, even without your focus and the crayfish aspect of the second day of beach of the people of the North: A Riviera would not have this sympathetic smile, it I would glances murderers for having dared to speak to her husband and fly a chest more Farm The Siena", pensa-t-it. - You are on holiday, you also ? "No, in fact I had a little bit of everything here plated to live with the man of my life in Canada. It M had requested in marriage to my father, that of emotions... I have not renewed my contract which was on the end and I joined there. At the end of two months in Quebec and four years of a passionate love me, he pressed because I did not like the yellow, four years to realize that it was unbearable that I do not like the Yellow... Finally, it is another history... Always it is that I had to return, I have more of the CME, I have more job, I am exhausted, suicidal, desperate and everything that I have found to do today is to go to the beach all alone like a lost. " - Yes, yes, I am on vacation, murmured-t-it.
Taking its courage in both hands, braving the jellyfish, sea urchins, octopus and other sharks, the Bonhomme threw himself to the water. She sat on his towel, eyes browsing the horizon far before it. Then they laid on this buoy which had once been the theater of their amours indecent. His CHIN began to tremble. He did not like his chin Aspen this foretold a large sorrow. It tightened his knees against his chest as to make any small, if only it had could disappear with a wave of a magic wand, never to have existed, that this nightmare ends. The guy from the North came back on the beach in a few fathoms approximate and always on the lookout for possible bugs unwelcome. - Ah, farniente, there is only that of true! Threw him-t-it in the LED as well barren, curled up at the center of its huge bath towel, those who are specially made for two. Yes, it is safe... It redoubla efforts to that pout which distorted his face is as close as possible to a smile. His eyes already reddened by the sea water and the sun, its wet hair dripping on his face, the BRAVE vacationer do realized not that she was crying to big tears... When snow covers everything, the linen is found in front of the fireplace. In the night, the Flames lit strange farfadets tress, the trap and then the fail, the caress and then fade away. But the farfadets does not prevail in their mischevious ballet this quiet linen, this wise linen which expects the small morning as the marmot hibernates in waiting for the spring. The haze stretched on the hills, unveiling of time other earlier a farm earlier a fence. It was yet dense at this time where we did not know if it was still the night or in the morning. Stéphane cared little, it had almost no closed the eye of the night, as it waited for this day with impatience. It was a sweet mixture of excitement and apprehension. These last weeks had been as a long repetition. It was felt at the time as a choreographer adjusting the last details of a show and the supervising physician the constants of a future birth. In four hours, it would be the head of the orchestra of the first grand concert of his life; he did not fail, but the pressure was strong around him. Jeanne, his mother, had deferred all its hopes on him, Lara came to join. She had left his position as decorator in a large Parisian cabinet. He should not disappoint and then there was the other, those who were waiting for its failure, which would be quite happy if it crashed.
Not all of course, there was the faithful, those who the épauleraient in remembrance of Jean-Jacques. Its confidence in him was cracked, cracked by its doubts, she asked only to tear completely. The layers of haze clung still in the villages more senior as thin strips of cotton; they liberated little by little the roofs, allowing the rays of the sun of drill. Stéphane marvelled all days of the show, it was the end of the summer, he had been generous and if everything went well with the forecasts lenient weather, it would succeed. It ironed mentally all the steps of the day when he felt two hands to fit on its belly. Lara stood behind him, silent, humming against his back. He turned and he filed a kiss on the forehead. Lara was not beautiful, it was more than that, it was bright, its star of Berger, its hold of Child, its lighthouse of full sea. She was the one who had made man. - It is still early, will recoucher te, the day will be long my love. I feel worried. Everything will go well, you'll succeed, I am certain. Jeanne and me, we are there and then there are all the friends. As each time that he was distressed, he preferred the silence and solitude. Lara is eclipsed therefore, offering him just a gentle kiss. The death of the species, such as that of individuals, is a natural phenomenon, inexorable destiny. From the analysis of fossil remains, palaeontologists estimate that the average length of life of species is between 1 and 2 million years for mammals, and around 10 million years for terrestrial invertebrates or marine. In addition, they highlighted five major crises of extinction in the course of geological time, which eliminated between 65 and 85 percent of species and up to 95 percent to the Permian, there are 250 million years (cf. biological extinctions). The most well known of these mass extinctions, the Cretaceous-Tertiary (there has 65.5 million of years), was particularly marked by the extinction of the dinosaurs, among many other species. At the origin of these disasters, which is smeared however on several thousands, or even millions of years, it evokes cataclysms of origin internal or external to the Earth, such as volcanic eruptions or falls of meteorites. - This is crazy, there has already jellyfish! Generally, they do not arrive before the end of June, with large Chaleur. It attempted to sketch a smile. - Still a benefit to take his vacation in June. There is less of the world on the beach and less of jellyfish in the water. We just all the years with my wife, we exchange of Belfort. He swung a lady under a parasol which smiled at her husband and to the young woman he had saved from an awful burn. "Eh Ben, it shows that you are not here, even without your focus and the crayfish aspect of the second day of beach of the people of the North: A Riviera would not have this sympathetic smile, it I would glances murderers for having dared to speak to her husband and fly a chest more Farm The Siena", pensa-t-it.
- You are on holiday, you also ? "No, in fact I had a little bit of everything here plated to live with the man of my life in Canada. It M had requested in marriage to my father, that of emotions... I have not renewed my contract which was on the end and I joined there. At the end of two months in Quebec and four years of a passionate love me, he pressed because I did not like the yellow, four years to realize that it was unbearable that I do not like the Yellow... Finally, it is another history... Always it is that I had to return, I have more of the CME, I have more job, I am exhausted, suicidal, desperate and everything that I have found to do today is to go to the beach all alone like a lost. " - Yes, yes, I am on vacation, murmured-t-it. Taking its courage in both hands, braving the jellyfish, sea urchins, octopus and other sharks, the Bonhomme threw himself to the water. She sat on his towel, eyes browsing the horizon far before it. Then they laid on this buoy which had once been the theater of their amours indecent. His CHIN began to tremble. He did not like his chin Aspen this foretold a large sorrow. It tightened his knees against his chest as to make any small, if only it had could disappear with a wave of a magic wand, never to have existed, that this nightmare ends. The guy from the North came back on the beach in a few fathoms approximate and always on the lookout for possible bugs unwelcome. - Ah, farniente, there is only that of true! Threw him-t-it in the LED as well barren, curled up at the center of its huge bath towel, those who are specially made for two. Yes, it is safe... It redoubla efforts to that pout which distorted his face is as close as possible to a smile. His eyes already reddened by the sea water and the sun, its wet hair dripping on his face, the BRAVE vacationer do realized not that she was crying to big tears... When snow covers everything, the linen is found in front of the fireplace. In the night, the Flames lit strange farfadets tress, the trap and then the fail, the caress and then fade away. But the farfadets does not prevail in their mischevious ballet this quiet linen, this wise linen which expects the small morning as the marmot hibernates in waiting for the spring. The haze stretched on the hills, unveiling of time other earlier a farm earlier a fence. It was yet dense at this time where we did not know if it was still the night or in the morning. Stéphane cared little, it had almost no closed the eye of the night, as it waited for this day with impatience. It was a sweet mixture of excitement and apprehension. These last weeks had been as a long repetition. It was felt at the time as a choreographer adjusting the last details of a show and the supervising physician the constants of a future birth. In four hours, it would be the head of the orchestra of the first grand concert of his life; he did not fail, but the pressure was strong around him. Jeanne, his mother, had deferred all its hopes on him, Lara came to join. She had left his position as decorator in a large Parisian cabinet. He should not disappoint and then there was the other, those who were waiting for its failure, which would be quite happy if it crashed.
Not all of course, there was the faithful, those who the épauleraient in remembrance of Jean-Jacques. Its confidence in him was cracked, cracked by its doubts, she asked only to tear completely. The layers of haze clung still in the villages more senior as thin strips of cotton; they liberated little by little the roofs, allowing the rays of the sun of drill. Stéphane marvelled all days of the show, it was the end of the summer, he had been generous and if everything went well with the forecasts lenient weather, it would succeed. It ironed mentally all the steps of the day when he felt two hands to fit on its belly. Lara stood behind him, silent, humming against his back. He turned and he filed a kiss on the forehead. Lara was not beautiful, it was more than that, it was bright, its star of Berger, its hold of Child, its lighthouse of full sea. She was the one who had made man. - It is still early, will recoucher te, the day will be long my love.
- I feel worried. Everything will go well, you'll succeed, I am certain. Jeanne and me, we are there and then there are all the friends. As each time that he was distressed, he preferred the silence and solitude. Lara is eclipsed therefore, offering him just a gentle kiss. The death of the species, such as that of individuals, is a natural phenomenon, inexorable destiny. From the analysis of fossil remains, palaeontologists estimate that the average length of life of species is between 1 and 2 million years for mammals, and around 10 million years for terrestrial invertebrates or marine. In addition, they highlighted five major crises of extinction in the course of geological time, which eliminated between 65 and 85 percent of species and up to 95 percent to the Permian, there are 250 million years (cf. biological extinctions). The most well known of these mass extinctions, the Cretaceous-Tertiary (there has 65.5 million of years), was particularly marked by the extinction of the dinosaurs, among many other species. At the origin of these disasters, which is smeared however on several thousands, or even millions of years, it evokes cataclysms of origin internal or external to the Earth, such as volcanic eruptions or falls of meteorites.