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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Bunjour Thomas

Hello Thomas. The Mozzarella is a confused Rigatoni. First and before all, the aggro, the scuffle, relate the legion that it is side of his friend and lover, Mario. Nevertheless, it ya a twist! Prince Pomadoro, former king, writes on this newspaper of fantasy Internet newspaper newspaper that Aggro is in contrast to the Mario? What the hell? We will need to take a vote. For my party, I will not adhere to the team of a bouquet of dirty hibous! (Nevertheless, Aurèle, the idea of fantastic one in the bank flight. I would want to join myself to your team of thieves of money. Lets talk.) The mozzarella is a project! I need the members of the more muscular Legion! Pomadoro! Stavros! Aggro! Prepare your members! Put aside your differences. I will promote Pomadoro Return to the king, and Aggro will be for you helps king. Stavros, I have a lot of meats of alligator to devour you, of sort please do not try to eat aggro. Together, we will kill the Mario! Together forever, lively the resistance legion! Our luck is passed, our brains are taken, but our vodka and the red wine, we conquered.

Mozzarella the improbable hero

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Hello the legion. Hello Thomas. Hello the legion. The Fashilo, the father of me, organized the new pile of nutrition of battery of life for the robots with needs for the energy. I am awakened. My first test of dance? Success. My second test of usage of the member to seduce Stavros? World-wide successes. My third test to kill the Mario, the head of legion and the nature leader, the landscapes, and the king to do the hard members? Do not complete. The stay waits.

The this is more better to have liked and to have lost than never to have liked of the all. But the this is of me more better to seduce.

Ju'Ron

Pomadoro is Here!

I am there! I know it for you all to lack me terrible, but I was in hibernation! The elephants have to sleep for the winter, but now I am return! I am happy that there be this new fantasy newspaper intimate of Internet of the magazine for me to express my thoughts on! How stimulating! My member begins turning in my pants because of the pleasure. Finished with grace, without touching it, wonderful. To forge ahead for the important things: I will have to choose a camp, that do I must wants to beat myself for? Mario and his gang of magic hiboux (tempting, but Mario did me to demote to the Prince). Or I must fight with Aggro von Labrador and Potepenko, the resistance legion. Thomas, that do you say? You are the wise one with a lot of members and of a heart to stretch as a crepe. Guide me nice wonderful boy. This is all that I have to say at this stage in the time,

Joyous moments of happiness to all and cheer to all the erection and full the posterior members rears fourth.

Prince Pomadoro the brilliant one.

Team of thieves of money...

Huei! Why everyone writes their feelings on this newspaper Internet Computer machines newspaper? I suppose that this is the chance Aurèle "to do the same thing. As I have not the fingers, especially the all the important labels (I have only big feathers), I must use my magic beaks to nibble the keyboard in order type. It is at the origin of a pain Aurèle head! I go therefore to go straight to the point. I have a mission system. For that this plan be a success, we will need a fitting financing (it is a matter of the robotics and many helicopters). I came through swindle them blue of a big situated bank to Paris. We will pillage the bank! Who is with me on my team of thieves of money? I of course was not able to go to the bank, I am a hibou! I propose the idea that Pomadoro (where does it at-il summer to the fact?) And Aggro to go in the bank, while Fashilo is at the hiding-place. We need weapons. Beautiful project. Faithful farewells favoring mister Mario, I will take a bath to the red wine and then to drink it.

I like you.

Aurèle the mysterious hibou.

In Mario's Defense

Hello followers strong and worshippers! It seem to me that all the members of the Legion write their feelings on the newspaper internet Mario's web newspaper, if I thought about me "why not a huge crocodile to try to obtain himself implied?" I will have to do quickly, nevertheless, for it is very difficult for an animal such as me (twelve feet of long one with small arms and legs) to work a machine posts computer. My claws found in the manner of which of the keys, horribly provoking anger. I have just finished dinner with mister Mario, it created its more beautiful meals, pasta of shrimp with two kilos of dough of meat cattle. Luscious to my appetite. I want that you knew that I am next to the Mario, and will fight for him, for I am the scuffle. It is my name! Try to destroy us, the legion will live forever in the name of Mario. I go chomp and bite my teeth and a sink in victory.

Lively the resistance legion.

Aggro von having alcohol

What in the hell?

What in the hell? Mister Mario leaves on vacation for five days, and I return and my newspaper, intimate newspaper of Internet was corrupt! Toro, Ramsès, Tili, the Thomas, you are all in the big, the poorly crazy worlds! You post to destroy the big Mario on the very Big own site Mario's? The fools! I have a project. I gigantic project saloperie. But first I do an Italian pizza of Nice, everyone wants to know secret family recipe of Mario?

Leave some commentaries and I will divide it with you, faithful readers. I like you, immoral good-bye and stuffed members,

Of mister Mario

Monday, March 1, 2010

A seahorse says hello

Hello the Thomas of small voice but a lot of big members and the heart of now! You can wonder where I was for 3 months. Hello. I treat the project to beat the sorcerer of Mr. of Mario Rigatoni, of gentleman and of male prostitute. I heard Tili (my half brother) that you are to succeed the prince and the king Mario. This project device will not fail. To call me. Patience is a virtue and we have the time but do not await please I lack you and the need to destroy Mario,

Fashilo
My very dear one and the most soft Thomas, We did not again meet, I know, but I heard a lot of things, of an ocean to the other, on the subject of your kindness and beautiful face and body. I am the big, big Tilikum master of the World-wide Ocean and his mongrel nephew of Potepenko. Although I appreciate things and acts compromising the crowd security to the sea universe, it is time that I escape and help the destruction of Mario! What did you foresee for me, mister Thomas? My uncle and lover, Potepenko, said me that when Mario is reversed this will be you that will become the boss of the foreign legion! All Hail The Amazing Thomas. The legion must survive, we must continue to eat pasta and pellets of meat all the evenings, and we cannot do that with Mario of Mister the role of organizing legion. N ° I loves you.

Evil greetings of the bottom of the world of the sea, Your new friend and I hope it, again lover (my member is seventeen feet), The only and the only beautiful whale of the assassin of one, to the death to separate us,

Tilikum the assassin
Thomas! It was a long time and no talk! It is of your old friend, the big and powerful, all while knowing difficult, Ramsès mister! I realize that you thought that I had disappeared, is dead in the water under the cruise ship reversed the pleasure. No, I am well living! I am on the beaches of fine sand of holy Father, in California with my better friend and lover, the Rufus. My animal bull of company is therefore very sad for it was humiliated and exiled to form the Legion to try to become "bull Head", it drinks too much wine and smoke heroin too. We must do it to return in the foreign legion or well it surely will kill itself! I would not be able to live me without my favorite animal and a sexual partner. You are close to mister Mario Rigatoni, it does you confidence. Please speak him and done us again in the legion, or I to murder you.

love and the evil greetings, You says to soon, Conversation to you soon, very soon,

Powerful Ramses
Hello Thomas, It is of your friend and faithful servant, Toro Parmesana. The Mario is to lose his sharp mental capacity, for it left his password for this site newspaper intimate of Internet on the kitchen table, and Toro itself seized some. I will sign on the website and destroy Mario! (While passing, my feet are so thick that I have trouble supreme of types with them, I am therefore in sharp on the keyboard that with a member of my gigantic bubble. Beautiful. I am hard as a stick of bricks of concrete.) Besides, I NEED your counsels on the manner to destroy the Mario while using his newspaper web. I am all new brewery my own wine, you should come to my hut and to drink with me. It is called "Toro Parmeseana plan to drop Mario marks Rigatoni energy wine". It is all simply delicious one. Well, this is all for today! I like you.

Cheers greetings and cunning one,

Toro