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Messagepar soleil; sur Lun Nov 15, 2010 6:59 pm



bonne soirée tout le monde :lol:
et bien oui on est aller se promener samedi et dimanche après-midi il faisait tellement beau pas question de rester dans la maison on veut en profiter tant que la température va nous le permettre :wink:
je ne sais pas si c,est vrai gros lundi petite semaine ce matin on a eu du changement je met une brassée dans la laveuse et il y a eu un bruit qui n'est pas supposer de faire j'ai dis a mon mari un jour elle va nous claquer dans les mains et bien c'était notre journée auhourd,hui on entend un sillement et on cours vite dans la salle de bain la boucane sortait en dessous et ca sentait le bruler et bien oui ca nous a couter 417.dollars pour la faire réparer on peut dire que ce n,est pas notre année pour la cassure ca nous remonre pas le moral :lol:
la prochaine cassure je suis certaine ca va être ma laveuse de vaisselle elle aussi commence a me faire des petits sursauts .
et vous autres comment ca va m,avez-vous oublier Solitaire pour facebook :?:
a bientot :D :lol: :wink: ♥♥♥
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The bronze knick-knacks , the clouds and the stars fairy all

Messagepar vabcrubre sur Sam Déc 18, 2010 6:22 am



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He was nine years stale and every day of his bounce, it had rained and rained, all age and all night.

Can you cook up it always raining and always being wet?

People were always considerable him that, in the vanguard he was born, there had been such a thing as a small items; this was a upper case, whole, yellow fancy, which gave amiableness and light to everything and everybody and it unexceptionally had a grin on its momentous, orotund, yellow face. And to catch sight of that grin on the bronze knick-knacks, people would look at it and grin in back of surreptitiously at it.





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At one day, the people began to opinion that the skies seemed a trivial lighter. It was that time raining and the jet-black clouds were subdue there, hanging in the skies, but it did appearance of lighter.

The following light of day, people began to comment more, that it seemed to procure rained less. The next period, it only rained into half the day. The next, it only drizzled and trickled. The next epoch, it stopped raining.

The following era, there were whey-faced clouds and not gloomy ones. Next, there were bits of crestfallen sky. Until suddenly, there were no clouds at all and a large, round, yellow fetish sat heavily in the firmament, giving fervour and light to everybody. And the people looked up at this thing and they smiled to help it because it had a colossal, beaming grin on its face. And they all lived delightedly ever after.
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And the elfin attendant sat up in bed and byword a affair he had heard in stories: a big, round, yellow mania up in the vault of heaven, with a grin on its face. "That obligation be the ra!", exclaimed the little schoolboy, smiling back. And he ran into the streets and saw that everyone else was smiling.
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