Saturday, July 19, 2008

How To Delete A Character On Soroity Life

Are you an observer? It speaks to


drums, trumpets and confetti: here the new image - improved - the World Film Festival. They make you smile? Fold in 2,3,4? Make origami with your spleen? This is normal.
Let us now see why this image-shock titillates us as the glottis. You'll see it going away business there.

What you learn by looking at the poster for the WFF 2008:

- The FFM has so much trouble getting funding he has had his poster in Paint by a trainee in plastic penguin questionable.

- Taking the symbol of the cat, (also shared by the jazz festival) and his band Losique capitalize on sympathy with feline to the animal a number of wallpapers .

- And then, a cat, it never dies completely. The FFM also.

- But it sleeps a lot ... watching films such platforms.

Ok another game How many references to the movies can you find in the image?

- The cat is called Bunuel. Duh! (Bunuel Redenbacher in fact)
- Worse, it is cinematic. That makes 2.
- In addition, it has 3D glasses. this, this is cinema! 4.
- He has a hat, a nod to the famous dome Losique, another who loves the views. We visited 5 with this.
- This is the same headgear that that other monument film. 6.
- His gaze is both frustrated, condescending and intellectually as a film critic. 7.
- The bow tie undoubtedly refers to the film Papillon with Dustin Hoffman and Steve McQueen and more evident, the Canadian film The Blue Butterfly .
- The bottom of the image is yellow. Yellow like popcorn. It is made in 2 digits, there!

In all, it makes a total of 10 symbols on the 7th art, wow! 10 symbol for a poster, you pretty rich sublimal message, right? Croesus. What hypnotize dumondentier all moviegoers into the plush padded seat of the Imperial.

Conclusion: Those who do not understand all the jewels of ingenuity of the poster know nothing about cinema. Go see your classic, not gang-d'allure. And please rewind my twinks.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Cramping Before Period

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Oh. It seems that bin j'me let go ... I do not roll the ball of my pen as much as I want the triple double V. Do I lost the love of kiborde? The back of my clarinet? Not even ... If I did point kneeling in front of the dingy hotel of this site Folichon is that the chu-chu of life prevented me. You're beautiful boar? Faches Nouère ? You can call me names if you can do glottis. But in order, I prefer: Gonzaga Kaaaaarine and Theresa.

What do you think I am a beggar-woman-trunk which has no life? Heile. I have plans to open the latch life too. Quin:

- Watch Francis Reddé marvel at squash musk
- Clamp Bob Binette (Elsèy. not Capote.)
- Successfully get the autograph of director Frankenguidoune
- Re-read a classic Frisson # 10: The darling of Professor
- See the views where the entire budget movies were placed on the cranberry juice or corn syrup.

And I realized that these great events in less time than it takes to cry Fuck! my pop-tart is all burned! . Amazing. I am a woman in the world and woman in the world I'll stay.

Now that everything is said, my cat asteure checker.