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Electricity

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I was what is usually classified as a ... well, now that I think I do not know a word to describe someone who hates all living beings equally, without differentiating between animals, plants or humans. That was me, I hated everything that has life on this planet, but now consider myself lucky just a misanthrope.

Do you think I am now not very different than it was before? But yes! Now there is a species on Earth, as you well know, which I am an amateur, and my hatred of humans is higher than previously professed. I say this without getting sentimental, I do not wish to shock anyone.

What if I realize I am a human being? Hahahaha! I do not suffer self-esteem issues, some will say that I hate as much as everyone else, but my theory is that I've never really been human. Do not look, I know it sounds crazy, but I suspect that at one time was an intergalactic criminal, a kind of ruthless terrorist who murdered in cold blood to entire civilizations. The guardians of the order of the universe finally caught me, and as punishment erased my memory and I was confined to this planet full of people stupid. Hahaha, kidding, kidding! I'm not crazy, nor was an intergalactic criminal, but I do believe is that people are stupid beyond belief. That is frightening not only me but also depressing.

Anyway, before I found my true vocation I was a nobody, an office that was exploited in a company located on the outskirts of the city, along the coastal road, it forced me to drive four hours a day, two-way and two back. This issue was killing me, because humans show their stupidity more avidly when transiting. Let us put ridiculous religious beliefs aside, the fact that they spend the money they have not, the habit of electing governors of imbeciles like them to distort the language of inventing words mixed with English words, they have unwanted pregnancies and that shit in the world in which they live. All that is left behind compared to the follies and stupidities committed when they moved from one place to another.

The leading one hand, they are always faster than allowed, do not use pidevías or emergency lights, exceed bend, climb on the beds if you are not near a return, via lead against in order to save time, do not respect the ranks and then they're mistreating and making bad sign. There are some vehicles that overload I have seen motorcycles in which you dad, mom and a couple of kids. Incredible, right? Once even saw a girl in the back seat of a motorbike, who instead of holding force of the waist of the pilot, I read the most quiet. Yes, and I read the book I took it with "both hands! Oh, it goes without mentioning the order of activities carried out while driving, ranging from talking by phone to breakfast cornflakes with milk. The limit is your imagination.

Now for pedestrians, it is important that you discuss this species also inferior to explain my point. They are reckless shit! Is that, or your fantasy world created indestructible. Crossing busy streets up to four lanes during peak hours, to a crawl, making bullfighter dodges while smiling as mentally retarded under the influence of amphetamines. The worst thing is they do this under the runways. His laziness, or stupidity, or a combination of both, have forced municipal authorities to construct wire mesh at least a hundred meters long under the bridges mentioned, so we can prevent these morons that endanger their lives miserable. Ja! Be surprised to see a week of installing the nets they made huge holes through which it is a "person." And here is my point: one day I was returning very late from work, depressed and disappointed in humanity again, with twins so numb drive-speak of the muscles, not the testes, but also those brought well, I had an epiphany, it was something that left me stunned: I saw a dog -Yes, a magnificent mutt street, medium, patialbo, with some parts sheared, "using the runway to cross the street! He was alone!, I remember very well, had learned the value of something that was done for human arrogance. At that time really knew what was the only species still worth on this planet, and that's how my love was generated by the dogs, to the point where I became the president of the association that is dedicated to protect them this country.

exceptional dog That helped me make sense my life because I was never so happy with what I like now. When I pass with my truck at the point where I first saw Max, and baptized him, "look carefully at both ends of the runway in hopes of locating the venue to take and give life to the king that he deserves for being so intelligent. But I never saw him again, the only thing I am sure about him is that never die struck.

And that's the story, my friend, please edit as little as possible this interview and tell the readers of his newspaper in Europe and inspired us so ridiculous who live in Third World countries, where every time you lose hope.

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Family Guy Stewie Talks About Ruins

Dog

average reading time: 4 minutes .

The X daybreak was even more painful than all the previous ones to Daniel, a clerk and would soon frustrated writer to write. Each time the light the sun coming through the window to whip his face, was the confirmation that it had happened again feared most: he was still alive. This will hurt, because the evening was focused on doing, somehow, that his heart stopped. I wanted to disappear, stop being human and become some kind of energy, perhaps electricity, and begin to flow between the circuits of electronic devices, or just float and rise to become attached to a cloud. Yes, no soul and no conscience, much less eternal life. Depressed for nothing was the only peace.

He got out of bed like a robot and go out of her room she kept her eyes at all times on the floor. This was no coincidence, every morning he avoided looking to the dresser, not to meet with the framed photograph of the two loved ones and more absent from his life. It was a daily challenge to ignore that image that drew him like a magnet, despite representing the pain supreme the incalculable loss of that fateful day. Should not look to there, to that reservoir of tears on several mornings that had sunk to the bottom, finishing prevented out to face the world, to the bloody and unforgiving life.

As strange thing he remembered what he had dreamed in his sleep, said to always dreamed of but not always remember, and Daniel, unfortunately, had dreamed of working. Think of the lawsuits with his head the previous day in the bathroom was a bad idea, because hot water or tachycardia could relax and the tension in the neck that caused the memory. No breakfast though he looked for a reason that motivates him to do so. He washed his teeth, by custom, and although he was not wanted in the mirror be more than the teeth. This act of hygiene would be the closest thing we have to smile throughout the day. Inadvertently swallowed some mouthwash as a sore throat was added to another of his troubles.

When you leave your house could easily deduce that it would be a day of heavy traffic, since apart from the queue of cars starting from the corner that led to the boulevard, on the radio just to hear that the prosecution had blocked a major artery because of a shooting the night above.

While moving at a crawl began searching for a station with a program that animates it. By chance tuned in a newscast a reporter commented indignantly an interesting statistic: "Twenty deaths per day on average. Yes, the situation is unbearable, and the government does nothing, absolutely nothing about it. "

changed the station, other news: "Yesterday afternoon a gang of criminals shot and killed John Doe and Mrs. Jane Doe Pérez Pérez, while they attended their particular business. The only survivor was Fulanita Pérez loss of only three years old, daughter of the murdered couple .... "

station changed again, this time a youth-oriented program where a couple of uneducated speakers were double-meaning jokes to make fun of a listener who had the phone. Daniel kept looking until he found some music, first with the most modern and hence less tolerable, continued to change until he found a little older, but despaired with the endless stupid commercials passing between each tune.

turned off the radio, and although the glass had closed his car could not avoid hearing the sound equipment in the old car was at par, led by a guy wearing dark glasses and opossum to the sun, which reproduced a reggaeton song horrendous.

Daniel thought about his life that mattered less than the others. He thought of the routine in their debt, in what I wanted and could not afford, in the perfume of a prostitute who used the receptionist where you work, the musty smell in your office and the little light that came on it. Want to think about anything except for that day. Slowly came to a road with more traffic cleared and she saw some children begging on the remains of a dog hit on the road, a police officer preparing a fine for improperly parked taxi, a homeless drunk and filthy who mistreated transients passing and finally saw a woman with good body with ugly face that was embraced with a man even uglier than her.

"It sucks hate life and do not believe in suicide," thought the clerk, just to stop at a red light. Of Suddenly a knock at the window, pulled him from his thoughts: he was a shaved and tattooed man with mischievous eyes and a pistol. Daniel was not afraid, for some strange reason he felt free, full throttle and ran high, he heard a shot, a squeak and then a crash. Half an hour later the street was crowded with vehicles. Next to a wrecked car by a truck a prosecutor raised a record, under the bloody sheets in the light of the curious lay the former prison that now would be electricity.

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I Like To Kick Guy Balls

Personal Matters Christian

average reading time: 3 minutes .

The sniper positioned on the roof of a deserted country house, hidden behind the branches of a neighboring tree, about five hundred feet the house Raymond, with the telescope focused the patriarch, a tall, gray, heavily wrinkled face and a look that oozed wisdom and kindness. If that man had been his price target that Stevenson was little work done would have been very high, because the parameters of which are worth to pay for their services as dependent on the technical difficulty and morals.

bated breath moved the rifle to the left until the center of the cross in the spotlight was on the front of the younger son of the patriarch. In this twenty-something spoiled, womanizing, pill, Stevenson would run for anything, just for the simple pleasure of a few grams of lead embedded in the brain, but, unfortunately, that child was not posh the goal, and Stevenson did not kill for free even though he loved to kill scum. In addition, the occasion was special and had gained very little.

withdrew the eye looks to have a global vision of the family party was going on in the garden of the house Raymond. "Aristocrats? No doubt. "Philanthropists? For nothing! "Operators? Of course! "Drug dealers? Maybe. "Vile and despicable? Almost all, but he plays today is undoubtedly the champion, "Stevenson mused as he waited for the target group to deviate from those provided.

- Ah, damn rich and obese! If I was a leftist I would not think twice before throwing my bazooka rocket provided all that nasty spray opulence and banality that flooded. Only the grandfather rule out Gerson, especially knowing that it is his birthday. Yes, that's a good man, but also save a. ..

Suddenly he saw a female form, then look through it was confirmed that he imagined. He was wearing a white dress and still had that look tender and fresh.

-Ah, Melanie, well say the world is a handkerchief. How beautiful you are! Who would have thought that one day I was going to execute someone touching your new family policy? This, despite appearances, I assure you it is not revenge. Business is business. Also, I do not think you happier with him than you were with me, we both know you can be a real witch when you put your mind, "said Stevenson, as he made an effort not to pull the trigger carried away by the rebound. He declined, knowing that it was time to get sentimental.

Horacio, the nephew of Mr. Gerson, finally left his cousins; smiling and with a glass of champagne in hand, stood next to Melanie and put his arm around. The situation required a shot very difficult for any experienced murderer, but not the spiteful thug, he, beyond his experience, was passionate about his work.

The roar of the shot ended the party. Had been executed without a muffler, as the contractors were required for the whole family to Raymond to panic, and above all, to take warning that no lawyer could deliver platoon of mob justice. The entire community of sugar plantation workers who ran Horace, in solidarity with the Perez family and tired of the farm, had raised funds to hire Stevenson, who after a preliminary investigation of the case, "inexplicably" I made a "generous" discount.

- You see, Melanie? That you get for marrying riquillos pedophiles, "said the murderer as he watched the victim looks embrocate about his ex-wife, staining her dress with a jet of blood that flowed from the hole in the front, all this accompanied by the screams of horror, much of it as Raymond family, which is hardly heard in the distance.

Stevenson quickly slipped his team towards the rear of the house, went into a wooded stretch and ran to the place where he had hidden his car, a few meters from the roadside. After starting the Smith called to notify them that the damn that he had hurt his little girl was already in hell accountable.

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