Escape from the restroom
Escape from the public bath
point and click in Italian
Version 0.9
A beer in the company may have the side effect of filling the bladder and then you feel the need to empty it in the public bathroom of your favorite place.
But what if we exit a friendly caretaker who calls the tip, and we never change?
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Sunday, January 16, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
18 Week Old Baby How Many Feeds
NewCastleBrown Detective part 4 part three
Lambrusco.
And I do not speak any of Lambrusco. Not sure what Ligabue mingled with popcorn (the horror).
Ah, Lambrusco, wine from Emilia, who would drink willingly, if only the Lambrusco hours of which I speak has nothing to do with wine.
I remember waking up in a bed drenched in sweat after a horrible dream and a voice echoed in my ears: "Lambrusco!
-No thanks I'm not thirsty - said
-Idiot. Go to Tony Lambrusco! - The voice continued.
Lambrusco Tony was the local petty criminal, to which I had found the window to spy on a couple of points does. Then she was with a woman whose beauty was dizzy from the local physical representation of the universe.
decided to go to Tony, with a willingness to question or at least to scrounge a handful of pretzels.
Tony was not a type from which one could go, ring the bell and getting an invitation. I went home to his horse Charlie, I Piazzai at the door with his face distorted in a grimace of malice and shouted: 'Open in the name of Hello Kitty', shootin '.
Without waiting for an answer I threw myself in the window shattering it, and while a myriad of tiny bits of glass sticking in my skin, a voice mixed Calabrese said, "well come avhant is aphert"
I went in and a man with a crooked smile staring at me idiot.
-Hello Tony -
- Ciah! -
I stared at him threateningly for several hundred seconds, after which he, while maintaining facial expression (smile twist) took me into his study. I followed him, without stopping the complex Maori dance that I was running to intimidate him.
He sat down and told me I tell you-all-
Suddenly I realized that I would have said it all.
And he began saying
- Vedhi allhor the cous are very semplicc in realtah: Quann you mhaivis conlatip ioinreal nonsosehaicapp segretement a EXPLANATOR But here is the quality that ciccirupu in the sense that when you do happen to make things and then complications tuttsivolt in sbagliatament and I exploded. So
quellaser sottolavis Lampia ioerola industrial omicidassino policemen. Then tagliatodilato nellcasadentro stress and corposahtrovah then commissioner.
clear? -
My expression must have convinced as I said,
Allhor-I repeat: quanntumhaivisconlatipioinrealnonsosehaicappperòsegretementunmotivazioneccoè laqualecheciccirupunelsensochequandotfaiprenderesuccedchelecosesicomplicanequindtuttsivoltnel sbagliatamenteioesplosquindquellasersottolavislampiaioerolaindueomicidassinopoliziottipoi tagliatodilatonellcasadentrosottolineoecorposahtrovahquindicommissario.
This time I waved goodbye and happy.
I had a new clue to follow.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Western Themed Wording
NewCastleBrown
Detective NewCastleBrown
Part III
"Now it is time to come to terms -
said throwing open the door vehemently
- Delinquent two-bit -
entered a young police recruit with the suit in perfect order
- kind of perverted spy -
- Do not think you exaggerate a bit too young? -
The item covered by the previous and the Commissioner, plenty of overweight fifty locked in a dirty raincoat.
Her cheeks and chin covered with bits of chocolate snacks. And more pieces were being disgustingly to join the first since he was munching on one right then.
- Old man - told me spitting
- you do not lose the habit to poke into trouble. -
- I take the case - and pointing to the corpse said, ignoring the expression Boeotian.
- There's something about this man that reminds me of myself - Add both.
The Commissioner looked at the corpse and then at me and said - Yes, in fact, the resemblance is striking - but I must ask you to stay out. -
- Why? Orders from above? - I said.
- No. Because you're a complete idiot. -
morgue and the police went out with the conviction that I had to solve that case even if it means losing my precious collection of model robots in Japan.
That night I reported to his boss Charlie Rodent and told that I would take the criminal who had shot in the head and fled soon after.
I lay down, waiting for a dream sequence I suggest some key clues.
closed my eyes and slowly through my darkest dreams I began to feel faint at first and then more clearly the symbol of Twin Peaks.
That was the sign that was about to begin a fascinating series of bizarre images in my dream.
Suddenly I was overcome by the knowledge that the name of the corpse Boeotian expression was Noodles. Sam Noodles. I saw it clearly now, vivo, in the shower, naked, and wished to pierce the eyes of the paper is particularly pointed. Naked, but not completely, wearing a hair net and was sipping a cup of tea. Yes, in the shower. I realized that I have a huge kitchen knife in his hand and Noodles had his face an expression of pure terror. Pure, genuine, idiotic terror. Followed fifty short sequences in which the knife fell on the victim repeatedly shooting all from different angles. In the last scene I felt the hand of Noodles fall in slow motion toward the floor of the shower, dropping his cup of tea, whose content was mixed with the water flowing away dramatically in the exhaust.
I woke up suddenly screaming, drenched in cold sweat. While my heart calmed down and I remitted slowly lying down, I realized that something was wrong. I turned around and Noodles corpse was lying beside me. Not only that I smiled and winked sensually. I realized I was wearing a white wedding dress and to be lying on a soft water bed shaped like a heart. I shouted desperately with all the strength I had and I woke up in the lungs, this time really, the couch in my office. I tried to erase the horrible images that had impressed me in the retina by mixing spirits with gunpowder, salt, lemon. I mixed it all together in the same glass and threw it on the floor, then began to hit a wall with his head. Useless.
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