09/05/2004 The Unbearable IN VENICE "
Well, here's the second part, where he began the juicy part!
ENJOY!
Monday, May 2, 2005, "Laid day", the day of the premiere.
Those who, at the sound of the alarm, open inniettati tired and my eyes are blood and Claudia, that all we want to do except to wake up ... Yellow suppresses the phone with the big hand then puts the rabbit under the pillow.
immobile with eyes wide open and in silence for 10 minutes.
"I sleep I die Claudia ..." "... I also ..." Sunday, October 1, 2006
Do Dots Mean Squash Balls
"... we need to get up, so between those two little whores swoop down there in the room ..."
dejected sigh. "... I know." We pull up and we prepare for the ordeal in silence.
Bag with K-way, sunglasses, map, camera, long-sleeved shirt, "I just look this hot ... or else I die" and we get waiting for the whore ... which strangely does not come.
"I am going to see the icchè do!" That had to be out there for 6:30 es'era
So that more or less ... I am going to knock on and as usual I find myself in the pants with a face that looked like 3, abundance of goods, handbags and vanity case under the eyes! Once in the room I lay on the bed again (needless to say that Yellow had already spread from one piece).
After about twenty minutes, Claudia blurts out "What does it take?" And I "What we have private whores ... at least half an hour of sleep ..." The Glod is just give me time to reason with a fervor that we knock & Moon Betta. With a concert
joints and vertebrae still sleepy and go down and head into the cool air to the London metro.
Once they arrive, Leicester Square is all ours ... or almost! There are already
hoist and a dozen workers busy in front of the Empire which is fenced off and then there's ... yes, Bev is already there!
Felice and ruddy in the morning frost is clinging to a fence as un'arsella the rock and I suffered serious concerns that someone will be able to remove, because it stayed there, as a monolith provided with quadernino autographs (with already half of Hollywood in), for more than half a day!
A group of girls with their mother (much infoiati them) was to the right of Bev and we, after I had finished licking the hands of Tom Cruise from the bronze plaque on the floor, we started to his left. With ravenous grin
Bev tells us that the girls at her side might not have seen anything because they were probably at the point where there would be cameras ... the sparkle in his eyes as he said it made me cold sweat.
Meanwhile, we learn how it was also the location of the red carpet and where those lutrumosi of photographers (at Cannes that I had taken away the most splendid visions) would rimpiattolati. Planted
legs apart in front of my place in heaven for the very first row, I did not give much heed to the formula of witchcraft and Betty Moon, and look me in the face of the workers who had unsheathed a large contraption filled with shields, swords and banners and were doing their best to hoist on top of the building ... Who have put a fuck Lent to bring it up!
was nine o'clock in the morning and I was already sore feet ... hell of a pain that I face streaked with tears and I gave rise to a thought:
"But I ... tonight at seven ... how the fuck I get there?" But
the question was mostly rhetorical because I already knew the answer. A cost
to arrive with two purple and bloody stumps at seven in the evening, I would not move an inch of it was one! The
Claudia meanwhile indulged in catastrophic weather, because the sky was not exactly clear.
Toward a certain hour of the morning it began to rain and get cold.
With all the times that I was out with sweaters and I was dead hot, the air of the day and sweatshirts that I can not move even to die I decided to make it rain and cold.
Well, soaked and mashed, but there would still be moved from there. Meanwhile
had received a Super-girl friend Bev, who came from Israel (not just for Orlaido but it was a good trip), and immediately started to understand who commanded those behind pushing.
It has turned away an impressive amount, telling them not wrong, even if that ended up further down was better than they were before, because the second row even if you put behind us (we were right in front of the entrance of the cinema ) would not have seen anything handsaw.
this would be a big girl if only she could send away the club instead of Fiche Rotte that he finished behind us poor Italian refugees; with these babes, boobs out, truccatissime and are polished as if Orlando were the kidnap on his white horse during the premiere, there leticherò worse than the market at the counter of the fish and if there was no Claudia, I would have been possible even with my bite deadly poison.
Since I had to do something else shaking from the pain (and towards noon I was also chewing his ankles with a thousand fiery morsini) I spotted a bespectacled uneducated workers from the curl and beard mentioned that I thought Eric Banana-rama and I did not softer than a second!
The poor man was the center of my lust hot Orlando.
constantly prodded by the thick feet and more and more excited about the preparations progressed (speed Brucaliffo but progressed) was a veritable volcano of Krakatoa obscene proposals hissed between his teeth as a basilisk in miniature.
The Claudia does not take it anymore, he was undone with laughter and tried to silence me, because my vibrations were so intense that this guy, although I do not feel at all, had begun to turn to me with vaguely puzzled expression!
had luckily the rain stopped, even the sun was coming out, although not for a minute with my big boy heavy attrezzoni all long and hanging from his belt sign had given shelter to "Booyah! Mashtio and wet, preferably oily fat from body shop! "I Ranfa's taking off his cloak and the green waterproof Glod sobbing with laughter and tried to stop me from Sandra.
We were just wondering how they built the Bev barrier when we are enlightened by "The building in front of us and then are back!"
... yes, the cocks!
At one point we hear the screams and just in time to see all the people who beat it back because of those funny guys had built a security barrier propvvisoria behind us.
Needless to say we grind against each other to be able to place them in front of there too, otherwise we will be fucked with 5 hours of waiting!
I, when all games are running, are, as usual, came after the fireworks because I was standing nose to look the better side of the worker from the primordial force with brute muscle crib work, which was got on the elevator to go from good to lay down the scaffolding
Tarzan ... But the best (Orlume separately) is yet to come, and I mean when I almost got lost in all the four front-row seat.
I said almost ... this is why the Moon was named for the occasion The Wild Boar, or Centravanti of background, or Caterpillar or whatever you want to remind you that Moses opens the waters and through unscathed.
From now on the waiting becomes a suffering incredible!
We had all the stomach pain so we were tense.
Only once firmly cling to our 50 cm of fence we could finally breathe a sigh of relief ... but damn were doing anything but building those fucking barriers.
The anxiety and adrenaline flowed between us. Each
imagined the death of his neighbor in the most excruciating possible, if only one dared to fuck the place. The Israeli
had reached levels of holy war (please pass me the joke, there is no malice) and hissed that he would kill anyone who had saved from before, because that damn place in the front row was HER! We understood each other very well ... the
The leccatrici of backs that were behind us, now were on our side and ogle our area as the crow flies.
I was on the verge of mass murder.
As they began to build barricades, it took all my nerve not to throw me forward to make my cold piece of metal that would have secured 3 lusty seconds before the sun, moon, stars, water source, in the eyes of a child, the first flower of spring ... oh well, in Orlando, I do not know if he had understood!
WHY SHOULD be so slow to build it??
We were definitely underrated.
While I was trying to stay where I was planted stoically as not to cause mass start with the risk that we sent back, but all the other players had turned into A series of barrier in and had started to make tiny little steps forward. Claudia
Meanwhile, the most delicious, sweet, helpful and inclined to the sacrifice of all of us, had his little problem.
A bloody blonde lady from behind began to pray to be able to put just a little just before the ... Glod was bleached, become purple, then white again, but she had not let go.
From that moment he had had attached to the back up to the Olympics starting from the whole mass of screaming!
The most disturbing of all was that this woman had put on property, without batting an eyelid and absolutely stoically with his eyes fixed in front of you is ... remained so until 12.00 that is when we went running toward the barriers.
Let me explain.
I state that I think I have lost my head at that time. My two biggest mistakes were: excessive confidence in the security service and the Anglo-Saxon fear of mad that we got back making us lose the place. Everything will be
lasted 15 seconds or so.
When all are gone, our section was the only one remained unchanged. I saw the cops go back to howling, red like tomatoes and I was incredibly ahahahahahaha now convinced that all would have done back in place and we ganze we were the only ones to be confronted. The problem was
che la Betta era già partita di corsa ed io, impazzita completamente, trattenevo la Monica per il k-way gridando convinta “Ferma! Ferma!! Tanto ora ci fanno tornare indietro!!”
A dire il vero non ricordo dove fosse la Claudia, potrei anche essermela infilata in tasca e non essermene accorta, tanto ero di fuori.
La Monica, per fortuna, da bestia da stadio quale è non mi ha datto retta e con un “Mollami o ti ammazzo!!!” s’è liberata della mia presa ed è corsa avanti, arrotando tutto ciò che trovava innanzi a sé!
E io?
Io, cazzo, quando ho visto che i poliziotti rinunciavano a cacciarci indietro ho stampato un bestemmione e mi sono prodotta in un rush da barrier to the sprinter, managed to slip another one just to the side.
Still dazed, while Monica insult me correctly, I turn and I see that Claudia is left out.
Panico.
"If Claudia is left behind is all my fault!" I thought.
I see his face and watery blue eyes "So I knew that if someone had to stay out of that was me!" I
pellets stomach is assailed by feelings of guilt. I decide that if closely you can not make room, I give my seat.
"No, no, Claudia!" Rattle a prey to fire Atonement "CE PENZ IO!" And using the poor
Sandruman as a lever to push start as a bodybuilder with every intention of crushing the whole front row just to make a hole for the poor little Clod!
By the grace of God works, someone pops out of line and I start to scream "Slip Claudiaaaa stuck!"
ramming like sardines but we're all four in front!
During the afternoon a bit at times improve 'the situation and could not fit better.
"Eheheheheheheh ... we are in front!" I think I met. And I start whistling
make me a sandwich, with your arms so tight I had to keep copletamente outstretched, as if offering the sandwich for those who passed on the street not yet closed and we laughed.
But I could not own one.
We had to pass the rolls in turns, one holding the bread, the other opened the sliced and a third slammed into the stuff. Bend or turn around was out of question ... and it was only one.
I eat a sandwich and ingurgito fatigue and the second because I know that going forward it will get worse and I need all the energy you can, try to eat the Clod and later she also makes a sandwich. The risk of being wrong is too high then after she eats. Together
then try to drink and eat Betta & Moon, but especially the Betta, which seems to have to split the mountains with one hand and then is capable of collapsing at any moment ... and if we collapsed the Betta was the end.
Under the threat of "And if he passes out and you do not see Orlaido?" We can eat them.
La Monica worried us less, because I assure you that before you pull down it takes a week of urban warfare!
After lunch we make a promise: anyone of us swooning, agrees to be abandoned by the company that shall remain Orlaido to see and report!
Preparations in full swing, my big boy is gone, the photographers come and bring you to our right, behind the barriers even they (ehehehehehe ... tiè!), The television instead of opposite to us, the runway is clear, though still there is no red carpet, fitted with a sheet of red cloth to cover the entire roof above the square of the Empire and gold letters with the title of the film, make a lot of noise to put the banners on the roof, to cover the posts with tassels and strips of red cloth and there is a large brothel of people running back and forth for the rest of the afternoon.
But I'm very slow!
They finished just in time for the arrival of hunting ...
However, while Claudia complained that they were just poorly organized and that the strips of cloth should not have been cut so small that it already put them was prevented ... the Moon realizes that the Club of Fiche Rotte is finished in the second row that it was right behind us. The
maialissime, sour like lemons, they were cursing us behind by 20 minutes because according to them we had stolen the place and then had sessions precise precise behind our heels, so close that almost forced us to arreggerci not to fall.
But you really think that I let them do?
now enraged by the stabbing pain that was bound to both calf went up just to keep my legs in exercise presented at a regular intevalli smitragliata of heel strike on the ass crack whore that I had happened upon, In fact after 5 minutes I had so attacked. The
stronzissime did it on purpose, because they had a yard full of sheet metal fence to sit on, no need to come back.
The trailer air rang incessantly, with the goddamn grocery medieval screamed "WAAAAAAAR!" Every two to three progressively warmer air of the square.
But I did not feel any of that.
I had my own personal war and I would Baliango of Ibellino due excuse.
I was trying to resist not to stir even more that Claudia was already nervous of her, when the peripatetic stood up and pronounced the fateful phrase that marked their conviction.
"Ah! They'll wish they've Never Been Born "or something like that ... I mean
, referred to us because we were watching, we would be born without regret.
... ... ahahahahahahahhahahah icchè? Perhaps
unn'hanno ever had to the Florentine cò ago ... especially with me, unfortunately when I get pissed off to do things right.
When I talk to Monica what was said gracefully asked me why I turned around and did not tell them how to call their mothers. The recommended Claudia
calm and peace, while the color fades in inverse proportion hour from emaciated face of Betta-premiere.
But when I gave one of my best culate the curse behind the Claudia?
Soon says: I saw all the yellow crushed the barrier while trying to stand behind, apparently on purpose, she turned back and it was hanging on smanacciando and laughing as he told how he called the geese sisters Orlando, was the orwith so committed to hit the small Glod with his sharp elbows that I've got no more seen.
"WAR!" I thought. I was really bored ...
"Claudia, you're pushing?" I ask his eyebrows thicken.
"... yes." I am exasperated.
auks look aim and settles down with a nonchalance that culata the fold in two.
And this also has the courage to protest and give notice to stop pushing it.
Ohohohohohohoh ... as wedding guests: I'll put in Leticia furiously, while the ape ocheggiando and several "What the fuck sluts push, which are still three in the afternoon?" The Betta
of a sudden me and clawed me Claudia has spun while trying, with all its forces to restore peace.
"To whom do regret to be born?" Hiss like a rattlesnake venom saliva.
However, after this little incident and after a few sviperata between us, we were the only ones not to be pressed against the barriers between us and joked, "How polite are behind this, who knows why?" and satisfied grin. Although we were behind
free built in our own shoulders, clavicles pierced by our sides as we were crushed.
Meanwhile we started to deploy our stupeviglioso banner, the construction of which had not been able to participate (remember the cholera?), And above it wrote "Orlando, please smile. We Came from Italy for you! "And engaging in character with a giant yellow smiley face next to ...
we had not ever done!
Since then, we were bombarded by photographers and cameras and also some from interviewers crazy, if you ever you asked why people should scream hysterically every time that has been covered, know that it is not because they are being idiots, but why are those of the TV to make you scream and do "hello" by hand each time they are taken.
balenghe I and the other three were perhaps the only ones to remain in perfect silence trying to hide every time he approached someone with a microphone and a camera.
I even got to say "Do not set them girls! If your eyes lock come here to break my balls! "They were not even guard dogs. The
Claudia was terrified because me the idea of an interview, Monica swore under his breath because "if you take it a Orlendo you make it" (copyright Betta & Co.) got a move and I believe strongly that in those times he used the Betta ninja technique of replacing the bar and had to drink a Coke and in its place he had left a dummy cerulean-skinned!
Meanwhile, the pain I was going up to my thighs and I was rather worried by the absence of stimuli of any kind from the left foot; Betta & Moon had begun to complain of symptoms since then, like mine, except that the Betta were little more than an hour Monica came back and the hissing visibly proven that his vertebrae lumbar were giving the bungee-jumping using his spinal cord as elastic at 18 pm ... I will also like that.
The only one that did not hurt the lower limbs was Claudia.
was standing on the Yellow and tiny claws back in shape ... only complain to the excruciating pangs of costoline later, when we almost merged with the barrier and the howling horde of prostitutes that crushes us out!
Finally, after the Swiss watch giant beat the 17 with all its bells 20 or more, spread the red carpet, the host of players with the steady cam invades the red area, we try to hide but one, saw the banner, we are gripped by pointing the camera into the face of repeated times after having framed him smile. Claudia and I were like red peppers whilst trying to sneak behind the barrier, the Betta mentioned a weak smile and the air smelled of Laid squared.
could not believe it.
Soon my hunt would have sailed with his mysterious big feet on the carpet.
OF OH PLEASE! Do
stumble just before me, for you to take me to the grave, forever imprinted in the retina, this glorious memory!
This was just an example as a field in those moments.
And it was then that I swear by the good Lord, I looked up the clear sky and I made my vote, "Oh God, if I do come here, you do touch me and make sure that you take the shirt of Claudia swear that for a whole month not to blaspheme."
I wanted to say all my life ... but I'm Tuscan and then that's a little flower that should be used for something much more meaty (... arf ...). However I must say that it worked great!
Meanwhile, the camera arm of MTV and we flew over the flamboyant presenter (sorry but he had a suit of their own shit and it was combed from the sidewalk as a lady who has just finished his turn ...) was talking excitedly into the microphone.
It was she who come to interview us, as it was from Italy, but I had not realized it was absolutely that of MTV or telecamerona I saw that there was a mechanical arm mounted on the framing, to be honest I thought it was one of the radio ...
Safe and sent more than ever, who's going? Obviously
by Claudia.
"Where are you from?" He asks.
And I, smart as goats "Italy!"
But is not it? Do not tell me, is written in red letters below! The
Claudia, a bit 'smarter ago "Florence ... Florence!" If he did not understand at first.
Somewhere there but this interview lasts only up to here. Missing the best part!
He asks again if we came from Italy to see Orlando Bloom and I, since we are already makes a figure of shit, shouting "YEEEAH!" with two circles couple died the week before. Question
then to Glod, "Why did you come here to Orlando?" And the young
Glod, using all the English he could scrape together in a hurry in his Machiavellian cervelluzzo, makes
"Because ... he's in Particular actor! "
In his defense it must be said that it was very good and ready, not knowing English ... but if you saw the interview, perhaps you would notice with a blue sweatshirt, on the left who looks at Claudia and smandibola in the face with a laugh giant!
But I swear! I did not laugh for what he said but how he said it! It was wonderful!
Obviously the girl has run MTV turned to the camera and says "Yes, because it is beautiful, we got it!" And
Clod "Then do as you please! What the hell are you asking me to do! "
The best thing would be to tell the truth and that is that we were both going to realize that it was real, both to give him the shirt. But who the hell we thought at that time?
Then the interviewer went from Moon, who made one of the best things, to the girl and she asked a question "No, no!" With the hand Fast-A I understand! (And raising the fuck that is coming to Orlando ...) "So that
has landed in my area to ask how we were there.
"From 7:30 this morning." Faces.
She turns around and says to the camera (which I had not even realized that there was) that we are probably crazy and then asked me if I would faint.
"Eh ..." I do "... I guess so ..."
After our two minutes of glory, we focus on two gay showman "and television" or what the hell was that greet the Bev with the wrist, telling her hairdresser that without her I would be a real premiere. Suddenly
: Scream!
Pass a big car down and it was one of the Thief Panties he was going to do an interview on TRL, which was right above.
me dizzy.
I can not believe I have it there to 15 feet away lutrumose issuing one of his interviews with that smile and those teeth of his nostrils from epic. I begin to hyperventilate, and already I feel like crying. The Betta
never mind what the state is. He
the heartbeat of a rat in a maze of plastic ... that is going to be a heart attack.
But the honor of being there the console by the security I had. I had to really have a face like shit to stir compassion ... The Betta
instead aroused the compassion of the Lord of the slap in person! Damn ... if only I were even whiter!
The wait now is hysterical.
Suddenly ... from the bottom of the street you see to pass a tall, dressed in black, running with a grin zampone long and hunting which is marble.
's him.
In spite of all I find myself screaming like a girl with a scream-Betta, worry about making the girl
security ... "Oh shit!" I think with trepidation "And how can we recognize Him in His infinite ugliness with her damn way you walk ?
is the end of the world ...
Ribs Claudia's starting to creak as we crush evil horde behind us, the club of Fiche Rotte begin to scream to be pregnant all of Orlando (I'm not kidding) because they consumed the night before, looking back that are known all of half a meter higher than us and I can not understand why ... the end of all the Claudia I will explain, if I had not noticed, they were climbing all over us, but now I could not feel anything.
extruding and folded brochures on the iron bar of the fence trying to lean out far enough to see to what extent is the view to parry Orlaido without Claudia.
Yelling why the Betta throw down your hands (he was in prayer with the digital position squeezed between the legs) finally catch a glimpse of the dark mahogany of the flowing hair of Orlando, its profile ridanciano while signing autographs right and left between all the people around him ... I wondered : what the hell makes us all those people around Orlaido? Why can not he just do the catwalk and two people who direct fans to the sound? Perhcè all that damn bunch of you before you parry just as you're trying to take a picture?
Because once the people passed him on the red carpet hath been reduced by two thirds ...
Meanwhile, Orlando was back and forth between the fans and interviewers of the various television and I noted with great disappointment that I spent much time in front of the microphones than with us and this did not seem quite right.
have time and opportunity to meet him when they want, they are in all fifty fifty and do the same stupid questions, because he could not feel a bit 'more with us? He came first on purpose and there was people like us and perhaps even farther, had come just for him but you are unable to do anything, as it happened to us for the shirt ... this, despite the wonderful experience that always thank 's have lived, I have not gone down anyway!
Laid Back in, he was getting closer and closer; I felt like in the queue for the terrifying roller coaster and he was my car. More s'appropinquava (but is written with the "q" or the "c"?) And more in me ... I had also begun to shake the grip of madness and Sandra cried "God is there! ... Oh God is there ! ... oh my God he is! "and meanwhile, do not know why, I wanted to die at once. At the end
also comes from us.
must have been staring at him with eyes in the heart without moving a muscle, it must have been behind that maialissime m'avevano lowered by 20 centimeters, but I see him so tall and so beautiful ... I watched the DVD while I had a de "The Pirates of the Caribbean" stuck in my eye as he took the icy hands of Sandra trembling, looking at him as if at any moment were collapsing to the ground, and reassuring tone sickeningly sweet and ugly, I do not know what to have said and do not even know the Sandra but I doubt that even if we were we would gloss as including the chorus of "Give me a cinch!" behind it, but please note that Betty looked at her mouth with those two incisors slightly to conigliolo, that mouth sinfully perfect, mustache and beard long Will Turner and that voice ... that voice, oh God help me to say ... there was to throw himself head first on the sharp edge and split the brain! Divine music that damn voice!
I am amazed that saw a lot of fat, even if only for a few seconds, is even more monstrously beautiful and perfect in that picture.
How?
You can not say?
Fuck you, people ... do not know how but you can! He seemed to see the twin relaxed and happy pictures of Orlando Bloom, so spontaneous, so a boy next door (in my evvai! All condominioooo!) So true! Devil ... seriously ... there is that mass of wonders. The Betta
if you watched it all, I did not looked at anything in particular and yet everything I stared.
not know what to do. At some point I decided not to shoot the flash in his face and I said "No, now I watch it all!" Blocks in the rain and blinded me that I was there with an expression more balls in the world.
For a moment, just for a moment, her eyes from Sidi have laid on me, bleeding from the edges of the notebooks and has a corrugated merdosissime according to his eyebrows as if to say "And this? ... He wants?" Because can not photograph, not screamed, I had no block, and just stared at him drooling. The Betta
beside me, completely in shock and that she did not emit sound and had nothing to do sign, looked at the wonderful hands that had just close its ... had all the signs of indelible ink on his right hand, this giant geek!
Suddenly, taken by the spirit of the maniac, I timidly extended his hand just to touch her.
I have not had the courage to touch it, as it was doing the riavviluppato Betta who had his hand between its tentacles and was trying to take her home (and it was also quite good, Betta Pig!), I just
touched ... And at that moment I felt that I could even die.
If some other inch of my skin came into contact with her would surely faint.
I'm not exaggerating. As I'm sure!
Hot ... his hand was so so disgustingly hot and smooth that the only feeling I was completely fried the brain! For more details you must contact that big ass Sandruman, which surely will describe to you the King can do better than me ... I withdrew my hand and I
fixed wide-eyed as she smiled to the crowd behind us, Saving Silverman.
"Shit! Is there really! I have it here before! "
I saw in the movie that other girls have hugged, kissed, and who knows how they feel and how happy feelings have to tell! ... But if I did I would surely die. Besides the apotheosis
demonic smile and kill girls on girls each tooth which was uncovered, Aileen was his assistant, that holy woman had noticed a yellowish, in the middle of the scene of hell in Dante's circle of lust, he tried to call the six feet of Gnocchini ... instead of give him a yell and punch him in the smitragliata stomachino, Yellow and lengthens the big hand with two fingers, thumb and forefinger, shyly snaps of the lucky few millimeters of fabric jacket that drapes the body and pull slowly once, whispering "Orlando? "as if they were alone in a library! In the other hand the girl
yellow medium-low stature clutched a yellow vest too, Aileen seize it to him hand and makes them "Do you want me to sign my face?" (you want the sting?)
And Claudia, in Italian, "No! That's him! "While pointing with the big toe.
I turn and see Aileen Orlaido grabbing the arm very unceremoniously, and I think with horror, "NO! DO NOT LET GO! THE SHIRT! WE GIVE YOU THE MAGLIAA! "
But then, by the holy hands of Orlando I see something yellow tick. The Laid
has the shirt that he painted the Clod between his paws! The
see, opens his eyes and began to cry
wonderful "OH MY GOD! IT'S GREAT! "With the expression of the shitty world shakes his undershirt with one of those its typical attitudes of special features of the Lord of the Rings, when he was a moron "SIDII!" he shouts again "IT'S WONDERFUL!"
This cataclysm beauty monster raises its head, with eyes big and sparkling cat with boots Shrek2.
explodes the heart muscle ... I do not, so far as I could see in any movie or interview, make an ugly face that way? And why ... for the shirt that has the small Giallissima airbrushed!
have a skein of happiness! Grondo pride from every pore! If I were not so busy strip the flesh off with my eyes at that moment girerei and split in two Claudia crying like a hysterical! The Orlando
shitty look at the tangle of howling misses and makes a face like saying "Who, among these things, screaming and sweating may have operated such a wonder?"
and starts to say "Thank you! Thank you! "With her voice damn beautiful, but it does not distract me from the fact that he is thanking the Club of Fiche Rotte instead of Claudia.
Horror!
"NO! NO! "I begin to gesticulate as he pointed to the Claudia screaming like a lunatic" SHE DID IT! SHE DID IT! "With the Moon that, on the other side of the Claudia, was more or less my same reasoning smanacciando her as well and screaming!
But there seems little that the Orlando one has noticed?
Never in life! Aileen
auks the usual grab for the little arms and usually does so lovingly turn to the Claudia, which, remained perfectly still during the whole situation, mentions a smile (despite EXERCISE stuck in one eye) and makes a timid "Hello "with his hand as he lowers his head two or three times to look for good books through the claws of the usual Club ... well, I had barely touched on the hand but the yellow did not even touch because even'm so sorry that all the brancicassero as an object that did not have the heart to do it, so it seemed to her poor regular guy and you can find on the way! (And so on, all to follow the road to see Claudia ago!)
What the Claudia was everything to her and that I will bring with it like a good memory was the look of Orlando, not smiling, he was serious and looked several times with a monkey curious expression, as if trying to see for sure who had made the gift that (like it, we believe, at least comparing its dirty reaction to some other occasions he has received a gift!) On a
What we were all in agreement: as we see it every weekday and twice on Sundays so we are experienced, it seemed much more relaxed and peaceful than in many other movies seen so far, although it was rather thin, especially in the face!
said Aileen Moon drags him into the area, which has the block for autographs in my hand, it shows the Aileen Monica, I think, and I do not know if he says "Oh! She comes from Italy "or" They are from Italy, "the fact is that Baliango, once I take the block and made his ugly signature
question" Where are you from? "Perhaps meaning the city and Monica, understandably disoriented , stares for a few seconds thinking, "But ... is telling me?"
Seeing this movie is here with the red sweatshirt, shot from above, that stares with empty eyes with a giant question mark on his head which then collects and makes "Italy!"
And here my disgrace.
That being demonic, who gives him permission to speak do not know, he raises his head, looks at her and makes her "Ah Italy! Hello beautiful! "
I do not know what happened to Monica (but I can imagine!) Because at that moment I burst into tears, and to stem the damage, I covered her face with her hands, or else I was doing when he turned a rich picture of shit!
next to me while the Betta whimper as I tried to console me as well as the safety of the chick, while Monica hopping happy by saying "Have you heard? I said hello beautiful! Claudia ... but why cry? ... He said to them? "And Claudia" Sandra! Do not plan ... Erica! Well you? ... Come on, calm down! "
For myself I had not lost his mind, was that after 12 exhausting hours of waiting, after having touched it after seeing him happy for the shirt that comes out with the 'Italian and kill me! He had not told me it had little relevance at the moment, even to aggravate the emotional burden was also happiness to the Moon!
I know that is the only thing that almost all foreigners know how to say in our language (even if it had come out with "Magic mandolin! "I would have spat on) but when Did I say I felt a light kindled in the brain and on the black screen of my mind is the word appeared in red letters" are not dreaming Ciccio, and E ON HERE SERIOUS! "and somehow he found the quiet quartet of the boot.
awareness of what has turned me into a heap and sobbing, threw every shred of dignity to the winds, I lifted her face streaked with tears and I looked at mother Sonia, who's looking at you ass that was accurate in front of me, shaking his head as to say "But you could go to the cinema that evening instead of in impegnatti ago 'I am my son?"
On the other hand she reciprocated with more or less the same look as if thinking, "But you Guà that people have to endure my baby!"
Anyway I can calm down, the rain subsides and the blocks I watch continues well, to give to other girls like us their second of paradise.
I do not know how many minutes it takes to retrieve my. Orlando
Aileen who is kidnapped by the front door for photographers and to be immortalized by the flash attack, according to a precise lineup and I wonder how he manages to stand, stay standing there smiling at anyone in particular. I also thought, with a cool head, that this child during the red carpet should not even see very well, given the impressive amount of flash in his eyes that he gets between us and professional photographers.
why Aileen makes him the guide dog!
For the umpteenth time is grabbed by the arm and brought before the microphones of various television, where the interviewers, they are quietly doing autographs, hug him and kiss him (anger and indignation).
The stunned look while chatting amiably, turning occasionally to mention our unnica horde of sweaty and sore girls, all there for him, screaming that someone somewhere has come and Billy Boyd as if by magic we see them clinch on the red carpet, how many times we have already seen in other video premiere. Billy
if he keeps it tight and I'm thinking (I'm just too strong ... I could think of) that Billy is just a big ass! It is a long hug, almost lull you, who knows how to be happy little Orloso: is at home with his old friends from LOTR!
I find myself to be happy for him, and regained some of my dubious rational faculties. Orlando
chat with people, approaching a Betta that curls just arrived telling me to be his friend, while Claudia sank beside me in the right post-event depression.
not given him the pendant, but could not tell him that the shirt was hand-painted and hand-wash it, damn it, by hand!
What else is ruined!
He felt helpless in short right, darn insignificant in his life. I mean ... when you can not even afford to say "Laval hand!" You are really a beast in a cage!
I do not know how he feels to be "a cult" of all those people, but if I could say something to him in those moments when you think of being unhappy about the lack of privacy, I would say that being on the other side of the fence you are worse! Farsi
1500 km to bring a gift from the heart to those who do not even know you exist and could say nothing is really frustrating!
However, as I am convinced that the more memory short of my two cats, every time you look at the shirt, at least I hope you will remember the yellow! MTV
about movies, listening to his interview, I notice that those who have privileged channels, such as those bitches damn near the entrance on the side of the photographers, they take their time with him, shake hands, he smiles at them, signing autographs and the bastards are not even there, maybe 20 minutes!
Oh damn!
We have a vague idea of the pain that we made and we are we still doing there in the midst of Dante's inferno?
It's not fair!
Following the thread of my argument with Betta cosmic growl that is not at all fair you spend so much time and so little tv with us ... I feel like a medieval peasant who died in Japan in the field of the shogun to a handful of rice for another unwelcome! The Betta
obviously lost in his personal limbo with the hands of Orlando Bloom, I do not even smear shit!
Suddenly, finally eccheccazzo, Billy is going back to the column by signing autographs.
"Monica! Please do an autograph made by Billy Boyd for me! "
His face is really nice and seen up close is exactly the same as seen on TV.
I am back a bit 'in a good mood! The ubiquitous
Club of Fiche Rotte was equipped with a digital camera and were also making movies. Which I assume is a girl called Christine cried so many times, "Can you say Hello Cristina?" That Billy has finally pulled the little head and said "Hello Cristina ..." as if to say "Everything, just shut the power strip! "The block that has the
Monica (which I remind you to be mine) was given to me by a friend who wrote a dedication for me as tuber inside cover ... oh he has not started reading this crazy !
If I remember correctly I think the Moon, having seen him bend his head to read better, has made smanacciare laugh that was not anything important ...
At one point, just when Orlando was coming, arrived Eva Green.
Beautiful for God's sake ... but that he had smoked the hell?
Shit c'aveva of eye ball looked like a panda and more posing for photographers all Hispanic, in looking at signing autographs and granting the interview seemed to me a lot of simple and immediate and daughter was nice to see her.
For a breath I missed the autograph of Jeremy Irons ... well, who has missed the Moon with all his powers of persuasion failed to make the lanky turns to her.
I must say that this man has an amazing charisma! It makes you
want to call him "Mr. Irons "instead of" Oh, Jeremy! "As they said the Assatanate behind us. That
caccolone Ridley Scott did an autograph he was one. Or has it gold or ashamed, or knew the kind of autograph collectors who were calling! A
I know ... but just between us: who the hell cares!
Pity, but quest'utlimo piece I wrote after drinking a can of beer from the fridge, just to refresh dhe ... and since I have my age I do not understand a shit ... more accident'all'arrcol!
Icchè they said? Oh yeah ... The Scott ... he passes and Coming?
Sean Astin. The Goonies
my idol when I was a little girl was there.
That movie I know by heart!
I recovered all at once. Inhale
like a bellows, I launched into a series of
"Seeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!"
exploiting all the techniques learned in singing, acting and dubbing!
fact, above the hysterical screams and I say with some pride, I felt perfectly.
I believe that the others were taking more or less simultaneously and were venting all their power over the poor, Samwise Gamgee. C'avevo two lungs I looked like a bagpipe!
The moment Sean Astin was the most fun ever!
After scaring a guy with a white dress that she had found the path of our "Sean!" Trial was directed toward us, raising his hands (the Betta has a picture of qeul wonderful time!) As tell us to calm down and I have not found something better to do than produrmi in a feline growl with plenty of leg Gatteschi as he stared into his eyes and he stared at me.
mean ... I did "Grrr!" Sean Astin ... awareness of what struck me was making me pull later tested on a tree.
The fact that he came to me and took my hands in hers, I have said "Nice to meet you!" I have After telling my friends, because I do not remember at all ... I took the camera from his hands and if he could not even eat because I realized that I lack ... I only charged when I realized I wanted to become a picture with my fatal car less than 50 cm even under torture does not work and I yelled
"CHIUSAAAA and E!"
even in Italian in Florence!
Of course I do not even remember that.
air makes me disgusted with the car and grabs the digital Betta completely satisfied, poses and while the cry "No you alone!" In English, takes the beautiful picture owned by the Betta in which you can see her and a tiny piece of yellow and blue sweatshirt with a little 'skull that would be me! What satisfaction
people!
I just made a rich figure of shit!
However, for the record, the goat was barefoot. Betta-click also has a picture of her feet!
Meanwhile, the situation degenerated. Past
stunning and general reduction in production of endorphins by the brain, the girls stayed behind the arm of the camera to TRL had started to push.
I and the other we had all turned into Michael Jackson in Moonwalker only instead of being tilted forward, hanging on one side like the Leaning Tower of Pisa without nostrana fall ... I had my feet under the Claudia and torso above the foot of the Betta.
"Sean for the love of God, I love so well uplifted but the fuck else here if they do not handle your legs!"
We were suffering like before the British instant tea. God stands with Sean
the fuck was able to regain the standing position.
then I remember to have two legs and are not at all well.
As they emptied the walkway a bit 'of people rising from the cock and we follow the example, the bag look, I turn around and: CRACK!
TRAUMA!
me an attack of torticollis is derived Instant while every muscle in my back pop with mournful tone. Move my faltering steps along my companions in the crowd to the park back there ... I feel my legs and I discover with horror of them as hard as concrete pillars! While Monica
jumping happy to say that could run a marathon in New York and Betty is at the phone with Klarissa-plus, Yellow began to cry because
"It's so tiny! ..."
Everyone has their reaction times ... for example, the Moon will be crying on the plane the next day.
the meantime I had to erect legs I was trying to get the blood circulating again above the life ... since then for two days we did nothing but talk about the handful of seconds, the Our handful of seconds, so that the next day on Betta-mobile to go home, ask the person in Betta
"Betta ... when do you think we can also think of something else?"
In fact when we talked among us, each can be found in the brain the premiere of the play, from his personal point of view!
Having swallowed the stale sandwiches bought the day before, we start all excited to the Elisium: Laid to find you!
The restaurant is closed and we are all hopeful ... we sit down as a real bum on the floor next to a pub ... and soon the room there is a lift because we are indecent, c'aveva reason, had untrimmed as persimmons! So let's wait for X hours in the local donut to Homer Simpson.
Army of fruit juice and toffee cake I sit with the other over the counter in front of the window giving precise on the road where the local. I start to write postcards ... "Dear Dick, I'm doing mail to Orlando Bloom, the weather is nice." And so ... I really sent
Shortly after we look at each one of us and the crystalline beauty of the situation strikes us with full force: we made 1500 km to get to see Orlando Bloom at the premiere in London, that if the doctor had ordered the cocks, we were standing 12 hours and after all we are very serious air lurking behind the glass window of a donut shop in Piccadilly!
Shit, that's got hysterical with laughter! I also got to drool
pieces of precious donut on the counter while Claudia Generous tears.
"After this you can also go home to my son!" We said, still laughing and we got onto the metro, with a goodbye in my heart for the Laid and a thank you we could not tell him!
That night I fell asleep that my legs were on strike, the ears and the head was whistled sprouts ... but ... that's great experience guys!
Tuesday, May 3 2005, London-Pisa-Florence ... dhe!
The next morning I was in limbo ... just blessed me and my own, a home theater system indefinitely postponed those sublime scenes for my sole pleasure!
With eloquent look and a "Mah!" I Giallissimus and we started to prepare and I was so taken with the selection of the chapters of my copy of "Me, Myself and Orlaido" on DVD that I could not even make the suitcase as it was.
Sweating and cursing, while Glod closes with an elegant "Zip!" Its clean and spacious suitcase, I use my whole body mass to try to close the mine.
umpteenth flight in the air and scream accompanied by rain pants and sweaters Claudia makes me
"Want a hand?" all fresh and smiling
... "A hand? Haha! I want a hand? You asked moi, the genius of luggage, if I want a hand? Ahahahahahah! ... Yes. "
said this, we started to push and pull with all our strength but the bastard did not want to close and it was not possible to compress as well: it was heresy to sempicemente wedge!
CE PENZ IO "yellow exclamation, and climb up on the corner of the bed like that of a ring, poses a" v "and jump screaming like an eagle to land knees on my suitcase.
"BEHOLD!" Scream "this bastard mash, Clod! Use the power of the yellow juice! It is closing !!!!!!"
pull and push and push and pull we made to close it!
panting and sweaty, we give a second ground, looking concerned about the trunk stuffed
"Oh ..." she does "Can you imagine you and falls to the ground by underground type bomb explodes?"
We imagine the rain pants and reggitette on the executive's English and down laughing like crazy, because we have found Betta & Moon in tears when I went to take him to go to breakfast.
Of course for breakfast we joined our four home theater and we covered the dvd with the option of multi-angle and commentary ... actors lacked the Prince of Tides (hormonal ...) but you can not have everything! Finally is also affected to leave the Garden View, take the metro and the Gatwick Express as it began to rain.
did not know yet, but the London Laid was leaving England to our own ... now just to know God by Eathrow bonino!
At the airport, while the Moon autodeportava closed in the ghetto of smokers, we were the last to finish buying pounds and risk losing the plane. To hear her Orlando was making me wonder that, because I arrived in Britain as "Erica's fury" and I came out as "Erica happy running on the grass" ... I shot the whole morning with the most idiotic expression of satisfaction that may exist!
Once you enter the gate, we read with horror on the monitor that our flight had been delayed for over half an hour, so that we have said: icchè you?
there chanced that there was a perfume, so we went looking for the perfume that uses Bloom's Curse, and who ask him?
Exactly ... in fact: the figure of shit!
between the two alchemists of my chestnuts there was one who remembered the precise name of the divine essence. Super balengus Moon was straconvinta while the clerk was called japu supermegastrafinò-omosè: Frocio! (I hope I've seen in & out!) Insisted, with the wrist hairdresser, who was Jaipur. After a linguistic dispute
end we found the bottle and quickly disperses appalled by our lustful glances heterosexual and violent. In fact, few infoiati as we begin to smear him.
The Moon "What crap!" I
and Betta "Mmmm ... a delicate touch of cinnamon with hints of sandalwood and patchouli, warm and enveloping as the Moroccan sun, mysterious notes of the East ..." while rubbing against the exhibitor . "Te imagine how it must be smell from his skin? ... "exclaimed suddenly. The Betta
grows pale, and rolls his eyes, the alchemical Claudia us away early, before it starts to roll the bottle on the floor and moaning, while Monica rubs disgust on his wrist trying to remove boxes of perfume essence. Let us return to the screen
intoxicated and departures: PANIC!
Our flight is leaving and flashes of red!
"AS POSSIBILEEHHH!" Screamed running "Not even 20 minutes ago Green was not even the word"
"Let's run! Let's run! "Gasps the Claudia.
"Ohccazzo! Ohccazzo "swears the Monica" You see you miss the plane! "
" Aahahahahahahahahahaahhahahahahahahahah! "Is all I can say that Sandra and plows strode the corridors!
Luckily we make it to board the plane, put on er ass home and away ... all of course with DVDs in mind, of course, Claudia falls asleep before take-off, obviously tickled awake by the smell of lunch because "I LOVE eat on the plane! "obviously Betta & Moon made their arcane formulas and of course I lost in my delirium of omnipotence, I promised myself one thing:
"Wait Laid! Elizabeth Town I'll give you this basket of slaps! "
... END ...?
joints and vertebrae still sleepy and go down and head into the cool air to the London metro.
Once they arrive, Leicester Square is all ours ... or almost! There are already
hoist and a dozen workers busy in front of the Empire which is fenced off and then there's ... yes, Bev is already there!
Felice and ruddy in the morning frost is clinging to a fence as un'arsella the rock and I suffered serious concerns that someone will be able to remove, because it stayed there, as a monolith provided with quadernino autographs (with already half of Hollywood in), for more than half a day!
A group of girls with their mother (much infoiati them) was to the right of Bev and we, after I had finished licking the hands of Tom Cruise from the bronze plaque on the floor, we started to his left. With ravenous grin
Bev tells us that the girls at her side might not have seen anything because they were probably at the point where there would be cameras ... the sparkle in his eyes as he said it made me cold sweat.
Meanwhile, we learn how it was also the location of the red carpet and where those lutrumosi of photographers (at Cannes that I had taken away the most splendid visions) would rimpiattolati. Planted
legs apart in front of my place in heaven for the very first row, I did not give much heed to the formula of witchcraft and Betty Moon, and look me in the face of the workers who had unsheathed a large contraption filled with shields, swords and banners and were doing their best to hoist on top of the building ... Who have put a fuck Lent to bring it up!
was nine o'clock in the morning and I was already sore feet ... hell of a pain that I face streaked with tears and I gave rise to a thought:
"But I ... tonight at seven ... how the fuck I get there?" But
the question was mostly rhetorical because I already knew the answer. A cost
to arrive with two purple and bloody stumps at seven in the evening, I would not move an inch of it was one! The
Claudia meanwhile indulged in catastrophic weather, because the sky was not exactly clear.
Toward a certain hour of the morning it began to rain and get cold.
With all the times that I was out with sweaters and I was dead hot, the air of the day and sweatshirts that I can not move even to die I decided to make it rain and cold.
Well, soaked and mashed, but there would still be moved from there. Meanwhile
had received a Super-girl friend Bev, who came from Israel (not just for Orlaido but it was a good trip), and immediately started to understand who commanded those behind pushing.
It has turned away an impressive amount, telling them not wrong, even if that ended up further down was better than they were before, because the second row even if you put behind us (we were right in front of the entrance of the cinema ) would not have seen anything handsaw.
this would be a big girl if only she could send away the club instead of Fiche Rotte that he finished behind us poor Italian refugees; with these babes, boobs out, truccatissime and are polished as if Orlando were the kidnap on his white horse during the premiere, there leticherò worse than the market at the counter of the fish and if there was no Claudia, I would have been possible even with my bite deadly poison.
Since I had to do something else shaking from the pain (and towards noon I was also chewing his ankles with a thousand fiery morsini) I spotted a bespectacled uneducated workers from the curl and beard mentioned that I thought Eric Banana-rama and I did not softer than a second!
The poor man was the center of my lust hot Orlando.
constantly prodded by the thick feet and more and more excited about the preparations progressed (speed Brucaliffo but progressed) was a veritable volcano of Krakatoa obscene proposals hissed between his teeth as a basilisk in miniature.
The Claudia does not take it anymore, he was undone with laughter and tried to silence me, because my vibrations were so intense that this guy, although I do not feel at all, had begun to turn to me with vaguely puzzled expression!
had luckily the rain stopped, even the sun was coming out, although not for a minute with my big boy heavy attrezzoni all long and hanging from his belt sign had given shelter to "Booyah! Mashtio and wet, preferably oily fat from body shop! "I Ranfa's taking off his cloak and the green waterproof Glod sobbing with laughter and tried to stop me from Sandra.
We were just wondering how they built the Bev barrier when we are enlightened by "The building in front of us and then are back!"
... yes, the cocks!
At one point we hear the screams and just in time to see all the people who beat it back because of those funny guys had built a security barrier propvvisoria behind us.
Needless to say we grind against each other to be able to place them in front of there too, otherwise we will be fucked with 5 hours of waiting!
I, when all games are running, are, as usual, came after the fireworks because I was standing nose to look the better side of the worker from the primordial force with brute muscle crib work, which was got on the elevator to go from good to lay down the scaffolding
Tarzan ... But the best (Orlume separately) is yet to come, and I mean when I almost got lost in all the four front-row seat.
I said almost ... this is why the Moon was named for the occasion The Wild Boar, or Centravanti of background, or Caterpillar or whatever you want to remind you that Moses opens the waters and through unscathed.
From now on the waiting becomes a suffering incredible!
We had all the stomach pain so we were tense.
Only once firmly cling to our 50 cm of fence we could finally breathe a sigh of relief ... but damn were doing anything but building those fucking barriers.
The anxiety and adrenaline flowed between us. Each
imagined the death of his neighbor in the most excruciating possible, if only one dared to fuck the place. The Israeli
had reached levels of holy war (please pass me the joke, there is no malice) and hissed that he would kill anyone who had saved from before, because that damn place in the front row was HER! We understood each other very well ... the
The leccatrici of backs that were behind us, now were on our side and ogle our area as the crow flies.
I was on the verge of mass murder.
As they began to build barricades, it took all my nerve not to throw me forward to make my cold piece of metal that would have secured 3 lusty seconds before the sun, moon, stars, water source, in the eyes of a child, the first flower of spring ... oh well, in Orlando, I do not know if he had understood!
WHY SHOULD be so slow to build it??
We were definitely underrated.
While I was trying to stay where I was planted stoically as not to cause mass start with the risk that we sent back, but all the other players had turned into A series of barrier in and had started to make tiny little steps forward. Claudia
Meanwhile, the most delicious, sweet, helpful and inclined to the sacrifice of all of us, had his little problem.
A bloody blonde lady from behind began to pray to be able to put just a little just before the ... Glod was bleached, become purple, then white again, but she had not let go.
From that moment he had had attached to the back up to the Olympics starting from the whole mass of screaming!
The most disturbing of all was that this woman had put on property, without batting an eyelid and absolutely stoically with his eyes fixed in front of you is ... remained so until 12.00 that is when we went running toward the barriers.
Let me explain.
I state that I think I have lost my head at that time. My two biggest mistakes were: excessive confidence in the security service and the Anglo-Saxon fear of mad that we got back making us lose the place. Everything will be
lasted 15 seconds or so.
When all are gone, our section was the only one remained unchanged. I saw the cops go back to howling, red like tomatoes and I was incredibly ahahahahahaha now convinced that all would have done back in place and we ganze we were the only ones to be confronted. The problem was
che la Betta era già partita di corsa ed io, impazzita completamente, trattenevo la Monica per il k-way gridando convinta “Ferma! Ferma!! Tanto ora ci fanno tornare indietro!!”
A dire il vero non ricordo dove fosse la Claudia, potrei anche essermela infilata in tasca e non essermene accorta, tanto ero di fuori.
La Monica, per fortuna, da bestia da stadio quale è non mi ha datto retta e con un “Mollami o ti ammazzo!!!” s’è liberata della mia presa ed è corsa avanti, arrotando tutto ciò che trovava innanzi a sé!
E io?
Io, cazzo, quando ho visto che i poliziotti rinunciavano a cacciarci indietro ho stampato un bestemmione e mi sono prodotta in un rush da barrier to the sprinter, managed to slip another one just to the side.
Still dazed, while Monica insult me correctly, I turn and I see that Claudia is left out.
Panico.
"If Claudia is left behind is all my fault!" I thought.
I see his face and watery blue eyes "So I knew that if someone had to stay out of that was me!" I
pellets stomach is assailed by feelings of guilt. I decide that if closely you can not make room, I give my seat.
"No, no, Claudia!" Rattle a prey to fire Atonement "CE PENZ IO!" And using the poor
Sandruman as a lever to push start as a bodybuilder with every intention of crushing the whole front row just to make a hole for the poor little Clod!
By the grace of God works, someone pops out of line and I start to scream "Slip Claudiaaaa stuck!"
ramming like sardines but we're all four in front!
During the afternoon a bit at times improve 'the situation and could not fit better.
"Eheheheheheheh ... we are in front!" I think I met. And I start whistling
make me a sandwich, with your arms so tight I had to keep copletamente outstretched, as if offering the sandwich for those who passed on the street not yet closed and we laughed.
But I could not own one.
We had to pass the rolls in turns, one holding the bread, the other opened the sliced and a third slammed into the stuff. Bend or turn around was out of question ... and it was only one.
I eat a sandwich and ingurgito fatigue and the second because I know that going forward it will get worse and I need all the energy you can, try to eat the Clod and later she also makes a sandwich. The risk of being wrong is too high then after she eats. Together
then try to drink and eat Betta & Moon, but especially the Betta, which seems to have to split the mountains with one hand and then is capable of collapsing at any moment ... and if we collapsed the Betta was the end.
Under the threat of "And if he passes out and you do not see Orlaido?" We can eat them.
La Monica worried us less, because I assure you that before you pull down it takes a week of urban warfare!
After lunch we make a promise: anyone of us swooning, agrees to be abandoned by the company that shall remain Orlaido to see and report!
Preparations in full swing, my big boy is gone, the photographers come and bring you to our right, behind the barriers even they (ehehehehehe ... tiè!), The television instead of opposite to us, the runway is clear, though still there is no red carpet, fitted with a sheet of red cloth to cover the entire roof above the square of the Empire and gold letters with the title of the film, make a lot of noise to put the banners on the roof, to cover the posts with tassels and strips of red cloth and there is a large brothel of people running back and forth for the rest of the afternoon.
But I'm very slow!
They finished just in time for the arrival of hunting ...
However, while Claudia complained that they were just poorly organized and that the strips of cloth should not have been cut so small that it already put them was prevented ... the Moon realizes that the Club of Fiche Rotte is finished in the second row that it was right behind us. The
maialissime, sour like lemons, they were cursing us behind by 20 minutes because according to them we had stolen the place and then had sessions precise precise behind our heels, so close that almost forced us to arreggerci not to fall.
But you really think that I let them do?
now enraged by the stabbing pain that was bound to both calf went up just to keep my legs in exercise presented at a regular intevalli smitragliata of heel strike on the ass crack whore that I had happened upon, In fact after 5 minutes I had so attacked. The
stronzissime did it on purpose, because they had a yard full of sheet metal fence to sit on, no need to come back.
The trailer air rang incessantly, with the goddamn grocery medieval screamed "WAAAAAAAR!" Every two to three progressively warmer air of the square.
But I did not feel any of that.
I had my own personal war and I would Baliango of Ibellino due excuse.
I was trying to resist not to stir even more that Claudia was already nervous of her, when the peripatetic stood up and pronounced the fateful phrase that marked their conviction.
"Ah! They'll wish they've Never Been Born "or something like that ... I mean
, referred to us because we were watching, we would be born without regret.
... ... ahahahahahahahhahahah icchè? Perhaps
unn'hanno ever had to the Florentine cò ago ... especially with me, unfortunately when I get pissed off to do things right.
When I talk to Monica what was said gracefully asked me why I turned around and did not tell them how to call their mothers. The recommended Claudia
calm and peace, while the color fades in inverse proportion hour from emaciated face of Betta-premiere.
But when I gave one of my best culate the curse behind the Claudia?
Soon says: I saw all the yellow crushed the barrier while trying to stand behind, apparently on purpose, she turned back and it was hanging on smanacciando and laughing as he told how he called the geese sisters Orlando, was the orwith so committed to hit the small Glod with his sharp elbows that I've got no more seen.
"WAR!" I thought. I was really bored ...
"Claudia, you're pushing?" I ask his eyebrows thicken.
"... yes." I am exasperated.
auks look aim and settles down with a nonchalance that culata the fold in two.
And this also has the courage to protest and give notice to stop pushing it.
Ohohohohohohoh ... as wedding guests: I'll put in Leticia furiously, while the ape ocheggiando and several "What the fuck sluts push, which are still three in the afternoon?" The Betta
of a sudden me and clawed me Claudia has spun while trying, with all its forces to restore peace.
"To whom do regret to be born?" Hiss like a rattlesnake venom saliva.
However, after this little incident and after a few sviperata between us, we were the only ones not to be pressed against the barriers between us and joked, "How polite are behind this, who knows why?" and satisfied grin. Although we were behind
free built in our own shoulders, clavicles pierced by our sides as we were crushed.
Meanwhile we started to deploy our stupeviglioso banner, the construction of which had not been able to participate (remember the cholera?), And above it wrote "Orlando, please smile. We Came from Italy for you! "And engaging in character with a giant yellow smiley face next to ...
we had not ever done!
Since then, we were bombarded by photographers and cameras and also some from interviewers crazy, if you ever you asked why people should scream hysterically every time that has been covered, know that it is not because they are being idiots, but why are those of the TV to make you scream and do "hello" by hand each time they are taken.
balenghe I and the other three were perhaps the only ones to remain in perfect silence trying to hide every time he approached someone with a microphone and a camera.
I even got to say "Do not set them girls! If your eyes lock come here to break my balls! "They were not even guard dogs. The
Claudia was terrified because me the idea of an interview, Monica swore under his breath because "if you take it a Orlendo you make it" (copyright Betta & Co.) got a move and I believe strongly that in those times he used the Betta ninja technique of replacing the bar and had to drink a Coke and in its place he had left a dummy cerulean-skinned!
Meanwhile, the pain I was going up to my thighs and I was rather worried by the absence of stimuli of any kind from the left foot; Betta & Moon had begun to complain of symptoms since then, like mine, except that the Betta were little more than an hour Monica came back and the hissing visibly proven that his vertebrae lumbar were giving the bungee-jumping using his spinal cord as elastic at 18 pm ... I will also like that.
The only one that did not hurt the lower limbs was Claudia.
was standing on the Yellow and tiny claws back in shape ... only complain to the excruciating pangs of costoline later, when we almost merged with the barrier and the howling horde of prostitutes that crushes us out!
Finally, after the Swiss watch giant beat the 17 with all its bells 20 or more, spread the red carpet, the host of players with the steady cam invades the red area, we try to hide but one, saw the banner, we are gripped by pointing the camera into the face of repeated times after having framed him smile. Claudia and I were like red peppers whilst trying to sneak behind the barrier, the Betta mentioned a weak smile and the air smelled of Laid squared.
could not believe it.
Soon my hunt would have sailed with his mysterious big feet on the carpet.
OF OH PLEASE! Do
stumble just before me, for you to take me to the grave, forever imprinted in the retina, this glorious memory!
This was just an example as a field in those moments.
And it was then that I swear by the good Lord, I looked up the clear sky and I made my vote, "Oh God, if I do come here, you do touch me and make sure that you take the shirt of Claudia swear that for a whole month not to blaspheme."
I wanted to say all my life ... but I'm Tuscan and then that's a little flower that should be used for something much more meaty (... arf ...). However I must say that it worked great!
Meanwhile, the camera arm of MTV and we flew over the flamboyant presenter (sorry but he had a suit of their own shit and it was combed from the sidewalk as a lady who has just finished his turn ...) was talking excitedly into the microphone.
It was she who come to interview us, as it was from Italy, but I had not realized it was absolutely that of MTV or telecamerona I saw that there was a mechanical arm mounted on the framing, to be honest I thought it was one of the radio ...
Safe and sent more than ever, who's going? Obviously
by Claudia.
"Where are you from?" He asks.
And I, smart as goats "Italy!"
But is not it? Do not tell me, is written in red letters below! The
Claudia, a bit 'smarter ago "Florence ... Florence!" If he did not understand at first.
Somewhere there but this interview lasts only up to here. Missing the best part!
He asks again if we came from Italy to see Orlando Bloom and I, since we are already makes a figure of shit, shouting "YEEEAH!" with two circles couple died the week before. Question
then to Glod, "Why did you come here to Orlando?" And the young
Glod, using all the English he could scrape together in a hurry in his Machiavellian cervelluzzo, makes
"Because ... he's in Particular actor! "
In his defense it must be said that it was very good and ready, not knowing English ... but if you saw the interview, perhaps you would notice with a blue sweatshirt, on the left who looks at Claudia and smandibola in the face with a laugh giant!
But I swear! I did not laugh for what he said but how he said it! It was wonderful!
Obviously the girl has run MTV turned to the camera and says "Yes, because it is beautiful, we got it!" And
Clod "Then do as you please! What the hell are you asking me to do! "
The best thing would be to tell the truth and that is that we were both going to realize that it was real, both to give him the shirt. But who the hell we thought at that time?
Then the interviewer went from Moon, who made one of the best things, to the girl and she asked a question "No, no!" With the hand Fast-A I understand! (And raising the fuck that is coming to Orlando ...) "So that
has landed in my area to ask how we were there.
"From 7:30 this morning." Faces.
She turns around and says to the camera (which I had not even realized that there was) that we are probably crazy and then asked me if I would faint.
"Eh ..." I do "... I guess so ..."
After our two minutes of glory, we focus on two gay showman "and television" or what the hell was that greet the Bev with the wrist, telling her hairdresser that without her I would be a real premiere. Suddenly
: Scream!
Pass a big car down and it was one of the Thief Panties he was going to do an interview on TRL, which was right above.
me dizzy.
I can not believe I have it there to 15 feet away lutrumose issuing one of his interviews with that smile and those teeth of his nostrils from epic. I begin to hyperventilate, and already I feel like crying. The Betta
never mind what the state is. He
the heartbeat of a rat in a maze of plastic ... that is going to be a heart attack.
But the honor of being there the console by the security I had. I had to really have a face like shit to stir compassion ... The Betta
instead aroused the compassion of the Lord of the slap in person! Damn ... if only I were even whiter!
The wait now is hysterical.
Suddenly ... from the bottom of the street you see to pass a tall, dressed in black, running with a grin zampone long and hunting which is marble.
's him.
In spite of all I find myself screaming like a girl with a scream-Betta, worry about making the girl
security ... "Oh shit!" I think with trepidation "And how can we recognize Him in His infinite ugliness with her damn way you walk ?
is the end of the world ...
Ribs Claudia's starting to creak as we crush evil horde behind us, the club of Fiche Rotte begin to scream to be pregnant all of Orlando (I'm not kidding) because they consumed the night before, looking back that are known all of half a meter higher than us and I can not understand why ... the end of all the Claudia I will explain, if I had not noticed, they were climbing all over us, but now I could not feel anything.
extruding and folded brochures on the iron bar of the fence trying to lean out far enough to see to what extent is the view to parry Orlaido without Claudia.
Yelling why the Betta throw down your hands (he was in prayer with the digital position squeezed between the legs) finally catch a glimpse of the dark mahogany of the flowing hair of Orlando, its profile ridanciano while signing autographs right and left between all the people around him ... I wondered : what the hell makes us all those people around Orlaido? Why can not he just do the catwalk and two people who direct fans to the sound? Perhcè all that damn bunch of you before you parry just as you're trying to take a picture?
Because once the people passed him on the red carpet hath been reduced by two thirds ...
Meanwhile, Orlando was back and forth between the fans and interviewers of the various television and I noted with great disappointment that I spent much time in front of the microphones than with us and this did not seem quite right.
have time and opportunity to meet him when they want, they are in all fifty fifty and do the same stupid questions, because he could not feel a bit 'more with us? He came first on purpose and there was people like us and perhaps even farther, had come just for him but you are unable to do anything, as it happened to us for the shirt ... this, despite the wonderful experience that always thank 's have lived, I have not gone down anyway!
Laid Back in, he was getting closer and closer; I felt like in the queue for the terrifying roller coaster and he was my car. More s'appropinquava (but is written with the "q" or the "c"?) And more in me ... I had also begun to shake the grip of madness and Sandra cried "God is there! ... Oh God is there ! ... oh my God he is! "and meanwhile, do not know why, I wanted to die at once. At the end
also comes from us.
must have been staring at him with eyes in the heart without moving a muscle, it must have been behind that maialissime m'avevano lowered by 20 centimeters, but I see him so tall and so beautiful ... I watched the DVD while I had a de "The Pirates of the Caribbean" stuck in my eye as he took the icy hands of Sandra trembling, looking at him as if at any moment were collapsing to the ground, and reassuring tone sickeningly sweet and ugly, I do not know what to have said and do not even know the Sandra but I doubt that even if we were we would gloss as including the chorus of "Give me a cinch!" behind it, but please note that Betty looked at her mouth with those two incisors slightly to conigliolo, that mouth sinfully perfect, mustache and beard long Will Turner and that voice ... that voice, oh God help me to say ... there was to throw himself head first on the sharp edge and split the brain! Divine music that damn voice!
I am amazed that saw a lot of fat, even if only for a few seconds, is even more monstrously beautiful and perfect in that picture.
How?
You can not say?
Fuck you, people ... do not know how but you can! He seemed to see the twin relaxed and happy pictures of Orlando Bloom, so spontaneous, so a boy next door (in my evvai! All condominioooo!) So true! Devil ... seriously ... there is that mass of wonders. The Betta
if you watched it all, I did not looked at anything in particular and yet everything I stared.
not know what to do. At some point I decided not to shoot the flash in his face and I said "No, now I watch it all!" Blocks in the rain and blinded me that I was there with an expression more balls in the world.
For a moment, just for a moment, her eyes from Sidi have laid on me, bleeding from the edges of the notebooks and has a corrugated merdosissime according to his eyebrows as if to say "And this? ... He wants?" Because can not photograph, not screamed, I had no block, and just stared at him drooling. The Betta
beside me, completely in shock and that she did not emit sound and had nothing to do sign, looked at the wonderful hands that had just close its ... had all the signs of indelible ink on his right hand, this giant geek!
Suddenly, taken by the spirit of the maniac, I timidly extended his hand just to touch her.
I have not had the courage to touch it, as it was doing the riavviluppato Betta who had his hand between its tentacles and was trying to take her home (and it was also quite good, Betta Pig!), I just
touched ... And at that moment I felt that I could even die.
If some other inch of my skin came into contact with her would surely faint.
I'm not exaggerating. As I'm sure!
Hot ... his hand was so so disgustingly hot and smooth that the only feeling I was completely fried the brain! For more details you must contact that big ass Sandruman, which surely will describe to you the King can do better than me ... I withdrew my hand and I
fixed wide-eyed as she smiled to the crowd behind us, Saving Silverman.
"Shit! Is there really! I have it here before! "
I saw in the movie that other girls have hugged, kissed, and who knows how they feel and how happy feelings have to tell! ... But if I did I would surely die. Besides the apotheosis
demonic smile and kill girls on girls each tooth which was uncovered, Aileen was his assistant, that holy woman had noticed a yellowish, in the middle of the scene of hell in Dante's circle of lust, he tried to call the six feet of Gnocchini ... instead of give him a yell and punch him in the smitragliata stomachino, Yellow and lengthens the big hand with two fingers, thumb and forefinger, shyly snaps of the lucky few millimeters of fabric jacket that drapes the body and pull slowly once, whispering "Orlando? "as if they were alone in a library! In the other hand the girl
yellow medium-low stature clutched a yellow vest too, Aileen seize it to him hand and makes them "Do you want me to sign my face?" (you want the sting?)
And Claudia, in Italian, "No! That's him! "While pointing with the big toe.
I turn and see Aileen Orlaido grabbing the arm very unceremoniously, and I think with horror, "NO! DO NOT LET GO! THE SHIRT! WE GIVE YOU THE MAGLIAA! "
But then, by the holy hands of Orlando I see something yellow tick. The Laid
has the shirt that he painted the Clod between his paws! The
see, opens his eyes and began to cry
wonderful "OH MY GOD! IT'S GREAT! "With the expression of the shitty world shakes his undershirt with one of those its typical attitudes of special features of the Lord of the Rings, when he was a moron "SIDII!" he shouts again "IT'S WONDERFUL!"
This cataclysm beauty monster raises its head, with eyes big and sparkling cat with boots Shrek2.
explodes the heart muscle ... I do not, so far as I could see in any movie or interview, make an ugly face that way? And why ... for the shirt that has the small Giallissima airbrushed!
have a skein of happiness! Grondo pride from every pore! If I were not so busy strip the flesh off with my eyes at that moment girerei and split in two Claudia crying like a hysterical! The Orlando
shitty look at the tangle of howling misses and makes a face like saying "Who, among these things, screaming and sweating may have operated such a wonder?"
and starts to say "Thank you! Thank you! "With her voice damn beautiful, but it does not distract me from the fact that he is thanking the Club of Fiche Rotte instead of Claudia.
Horror!
"NO! NO! "I begin to gesticulate as he pointed to the Claudia screaming like a lunatic" SHE DID IT! SHE DID IT! "With the Moon that, on the other side of the Claudia, was more or less my same reasoning smanacciando her as well and screaming!
But there seems little that the Orlando one has noticed?
Never in life! Aileen
auks the usual grab for the little arms and usually does so lovingly turn to the Claudia, which, remained perfectly still during the whole situation, mentions a smile (despite EXERCISE stuck in one eye) and makes a timid "Hello "with his hand as he lowers his head two or three times to look for good books through the claws of the usual Club ... well, I had barely touched on the hand but the yellow did not even touch because even'm so sorry that all the brancicassero as an object that did not have the heart to do it, so it seemed to her poor regular guy and you can find on the way! (And so on, all to follow the road to see Claudia ago!)
What the Claudia was everything to her and that I will bring with it like a good memory was the look of Orlando, not smiling, he was serious and looked several times with a monkey curious expression, as if trying to see for sure who had made the gift that (like it, we believe, at least comparing its dirty reaction to some other occasions he has received a gift!) On a
What we were all in agreement: as we see it every weekday and twice on Sundays so we are experienced, it seemed much more relaxed and peaceful than in many other movies seen so far, although it was rather thin, especially in the face!
said Aileen Moon drags him into the area, which has the block for autographs in my hand, it shows the Aileen Monica, I think, and I do not know if he says "Oh! She comes from Italy "or" They are from Italy, "the fact is that Baliango, once I take the block and made his ugly signature
question" Where are you from? "Perhaps meaning the city and Monica, understandably disoriented , stares for a few seconds thinking, "But ... is telling me?"
Seeing this movie is here with the red sweatshirt, shot from above, that stares with empty eyes with a giant question mark on his head which then collects and makes "Italy!"
And here my disgrace.
That being demonic, who gives him permission to speak do not know, he raises his head, looks at her and makes her "Ah Italy! Hello beautiful! "
I do not know what happened to Monica (but I can imagine!) Because at that moment I burst into tears, and to stem the damage, I covered her face with her hands, or else I was doing when he turned a rich picture of shit!
next to me while the Betta whimper as I tried to console me as well as the safety of the chick, while Monica hopping happy by saying "Have you heard? I said hello beautiful! Claudia ... but why cry? ... He said to them? "And Claudia" Sandra! Do not plan ... Erica! Well you? ... Come on, calm down! "
For myself I had not lost his mind, was that after 12 exhausting hours of waiting, after having touched it after seeing him happy for the shirt that comes out with the 'Italian and kill me! He had not told me it had little relevance at the moment, even to aggravate the emotional burden was also happiness to the Moon!
I know that is the only thing that almost all foreigners know how to say in our language (even if it had come out with "Magic mandolin! "I would have spat on) but when Did I say I felt a light kindled in the brain and on the black screen of my mind is the word appeared in red letters" are not dreaming Ciccio, and E ON HERE SERIOUS! "and somehow he found the quiet quartet of the boot.
awareness of what has turned me into a heap and sobbing, threw every shred of dignity to the winds, I lifted her face streaked with tears and I looked at mother Sonia, who's looking at you ass that was accurate in front of me, shaking his head as to say "But you could go to the cinema that evening instead of in impegnatti ago 'I am my son?"
On the other hand she reciprocated with more or less the same look as if thinking, "But you Guà that people have to endure my baby!"
Anyway I can calm down, the rain subsides and the blocks I watch continues well, to give to other girls like us their second of paradise.
I do not know how many minutes it takes to retrieve my. Orlando
Aileen who is kidnapped by the front door for photographers and to be immortalized by the flash attack, according to a precise lineup and I wonder how he manages to stand, stay standing there smiling at anyone in particular. I also thought, with a cool head, that this child during the red carpet should not even see very well, given the impressive amount of flash in his eyes that he gets between us and professional photographers.
why Aileen makes him the guide dog!
For the umpteenth time is grabbed by the arm and brought before the microphones of various television, where the interviewers, they are quietly doing autographs, hug him and kiss him (anger and indignation).
The stunned look while chatting amiably, turning occasionally to mention our unnica horde of sweaty and sore girls, all there for him, screaming that someone somewhere has come and Billy Boyd as if by magic we see them clinch on the red carpet, how many times we have already seen in other video premiere. Billy
if he keeps it tight and I'm thinking (I'm just too strong ... I could think of) that Billy is just a big ass! It is a long hug, almost lull you, who knows how to be happy little Orloso: is at home with his old friends from LOTR!
I find myself to be happy for him, and regained some of my dubious rational faculties. Orlando
chat with people, approaching a Betta that curls just arrived telling me to be his friend, while Claudia sank beside me in the right post-event depression.
not given him the pendant, but could not tell him that the shirt was hand-painted and hand-wash it, damn it, by hand!
What else is ruined!
He felt helpless in short right, darn insignificant in his life. I mean ... when you can not even afford to say "Laval hand!" You are really a beast in a cage!
I do not know how he feels to be "a cult" of all those people, but if I could say something to him in those moments when you think of being unhappy about the lack of privacy, I would say that being on the other side of the fence you are worse! Farsi
1500 km to bring a gift from the heart to those who do not even know you exist and could say nothing is really frustrating!
However, as I am convinced that the more memory short of my two cats, every time you look at the shirt, at least I hope you will remember the yellow! MTV
about movies, listening to his interview, I notice that those who have privileged channels, such as those bitches damn near the entrance on the side of the photographers, they take their time with him, shake hands, he smiles at them, signing autographs and the bastards are not even there, maybe 20 minutes!
Oh damn!
We have a vague idea of the pain that we made and we are we still doing there in the midst of Dante's inferno?
It's not fair!
Following the thread of my argument with Betta cosmic growl that is not at all fair you spend so much time and so little tv with us ... I feel like a medieval peasant who died in Japan in the field of the shogun to a handful of rice for another unwelcome! The Betta
obviously lost in his personal limbo with the hands of Orlando Bloom, I do not even smear shit!
Suddenly, finally eccheccazzo, Billy is going back to the column by signing autographs.
"Monica! Please do an autograph made by Billy Boyd for me! "
His face is really nice and seen up close is exactly the same as seen on TV.
I am back a bit 'in a good mood! The ubiquitous
Club of Fiche Rotte was equipped with a digital camera and were also making movies. Which I assume is a girl called Christine cried so many times, "Can you say Hello Cristina?" That Billy has finally pulled the little head and said "Hello Cristina ..." as if to say "Everything, just shut the power strip! "The block that has the
Monica (which I remind you to be mine) was given to me by a friend who wrote a dedication for me as tuber inside cover ... oh he has not started reading this crazy !
If I remember correctly I think the Moon, having seen him bend his head to read better, has made smanacciare laugh that was not anything important ...
At one point, just when Orlando was coming, arrived Eva Green.
Beautiful for God's sake ... but that he had smoked the hell?
Shit c'aveva of eye ball looked like a panda and more posing for photographers all Hispanic, in looking at signing autographs and granting the interview seemed to me a lot of simple and immediate and daughter was nice to see her.
For a breath I missed the autograph of Jeremy Irons ... well, who has missed the Moon with all his powers of persuasion failed to make the lanky turns to her.
I must say that this man has an amazing charisma! It makes you
want to call him "Mr. Irons "instead of" Oh, Jeremy! "As they said the Assatanate behind us. That
caccolone Ridley Scott did an autograph he was one. Or has it gold or ashamed, or knew the kind of autograph collectors who were calling! A
I know ... but just between us: who the hell cares!
Pity, but quest'utlimo piece I wrote after drinking a can of beer from the fridge, just to refresh dhe ... and since I have my age I do not understand a shit ... more accident'all'arrcol!
Icchè they said? Oh yeah ... The Scott ... he passes and Coming?
Sean Astin. The Goonies
my idol when I was a little girl was there.
That movie I know by heart!
I recovered all at once. Inhale
like a bellows, I launched into a series of
"Seeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!"
exploiting all the techniques learned in singing, acting and dubbing!
fact, above the hysterical screams and I say with some pride, I felt perfectly.
I believe that the others were taking more or less simultaneously and were venting all their power over the poor, Samwise Gamgee. C'avevo two lungs I looked like a bagpipe!
The moment Sean Astin was the most fun ever!
After scaring a guy with a white dress that she had found the path of our "Sean!" Trial was directed toward us, raising his hands (the Betta has a picture of qeul wonderful time!) As tell us to calm down and I have not found something better to do than produrmi in a feline growl with plenty of leg Gatteschi as he stared into his eyes and he stared at me.
mean ... I did "Grrr!" Sean Astin ... awareness of what struck me was making me pull later tested on a tree.
The fact that he came to me and took my hands in hers, I have said "Nice to meet you!" I have After telling my friends, because I do not remember at all ... I took the camera from his hands and if he could not even eat because I realized that I lack ... I only charged when I realized I wanted to become a picture with my fatal car less than 50 cm even under torture does not work and I yelled
"CHIUSAAAA and E!"
even in Italian in Florence!
Of course I do not even remember that.
air makes me disgusted with the car and grabs the digital Betta completely satisfied, poses and while the cry "No you alone!" In English, takes the beautiful picture owned by the Betta in which you can see her and a tiny piece of yellow and blue sweatshirt with a little 'skull that would be me! What satisfaction
people!
I just made a rich figure of shit!
However, for the record, the goat was barefoot. Betta-click also has a picture of her feet!
Meanwhile, the situation degenerated. Past
stunning and general reduction in production of endorphins by the brain, the girls stayed behind the arm of the camera to TRL had started to push.
I and the other we had all turned into Michael Jackson in Moonwalker only instead of being tilted forward, hanging on one side like the Leaning Tower of Pisa without nostrana fall ... I had my feet under the Claudia and torso above the foot of the Betta.
"Sean for the love of God, I love so well uplifted but the fuck else here if they do not handle your legs!"
We were suffering like before the British instant tea. God stands with Sean
the fuck was able to regain the standing position.
then I remember to have two legs and are not at all well.
As they emptied the walkway a bit 'of people rising from the cock and we follow the example, the bag look, I turn around and: CRACK!
TRAUMA!
me an attack of torticollis is derived Instant while every muscle in my back pop with mournful tone. Move my faltering steps along my companions in the crowd to the park back there ... I feel my legs and I discover with horror of them as hard as concrete pillars! While Monica
jumping happy to say that could run a marathon in New York and Betty is at the phone with Klarissa-plus, Yellow began to cry because
"It's so tiny! ..."
Everyone has their reaction times ... for example, the Moon will be crying on the plane the next day.
the meantime I had to erect legs I was trying to get the blood circulating again above the life ... since then for two days we did nothing but talk about the handful of seconds, the Our handful of seconds, so that the next day on Betta-mobile to go home, ask the person in Betta
"Betta ... when do you think we can also think of something else?"
In fact when we talked among us, each can be found in the brain the premiere of the play, from his personal point of view!
Having swallowed the stale sandwiches bought the day before, we start all excited to the Elisium: Laid to find you!
The restaurant is closed and we are all hopeful ... we sit down as a real bum on the floor next to a pub ... and soon the room there is a lift because we are indecent, c'aveva reason, had untrimmed as persimmons! So let's wait for X hours in the local donut to Homer Simpson.
Army of fruit juice and toffee cake I sit with the other over the counter in front of the window giving precise on the road where the local. I start to write postcards ... "Dear Dick, I'm doing mail to Orlando Bloom, the weather is nice." And so ... I really sent
Shortly after we look at each one of us and the crystalline beauty of the situation strikes us with full force: we made 1500 km to get to see Orlando Bloom at the premiere in London, that if the doctor had ordered the cocks, we were standing 12 hours and after all we are very serious air lurking behind the glass window of a donut shop in Piccadilly!
Shit, that's got hysterical with laughter! I also got to drool
pieces of precious donut on the counter while Claudia Generous tears.
"After this you can also go home to my son!" We said, still laughing and we got onto the metro, with a goodbye in my heart for the Laid and a thank you we could not tell him!
That night I fell asleep that my legs were on strike, the ears and the head was whistled sprouts ... but ... that's great experience guys!
Tuesday, May 3 2005, London-Pisa-Florence ... dhe!
The next morning I was in limbo ... just blessed me and my own, a home theater system indefinitely postponed those sublime scenes for my sole pleasure!
With eloquent look and a "Mah!" I Giallissimus and we started to prepare and I was so taken with the selection of the chapters of my copy of "Me, Myself and Orlaido" on DVD that I could not even make the suitcase as it was.
Sweating and cursing, while Glod closes with an elegant "Zip!" Its clean and spacious suitcase, I use my whole body mass to try to close the mine.
umpteenth flight in the air and scream accompanied by rain pants and sweaters Claudia makes me
"Want a hand?" all fresh and smiling
... "A hand? Haha! I want a hand? You asked moi, the genius of luggage, if I want a hand? Ahahahahahah! ... Yes. "
said this, we started to push and pull with all our strength but the bastard did not want to close and it was not possible to compress as well: it was heresy to sempicemente wedge!
CE PENZ IO "yellow exclamation, and climb up on the corner of the bed like that of a ring, poses a" v "and jump screaming like an eagle to land knees on my suitcase.
"BEHOLD!" Scream "this bastard mash, Clod! Use the power of the yellow juice! It is closing !!!!!!"
pull and push and push and pull we made to close it!
panting and sweaty, we give a second ground, looking concerned about the trunk stuffed
"Oh ..." she does "Can you imagine you and falls to the ground by underground type bomb explodes?"
We imagine the rain pants and reggitette on the executive's English and down laughing like crazy, because we have found Betta & Moon in tears when I went to take him to go to breakfast.
Of course for breakfast we joined our four home theater and we covered the dvd with the option of multi-angle and commentary ... actors lacked the Prince of Tides (hormonal ...) but you can not have everything! Finally is also affected to leave the Garden View, take the metro and the Gatwick Express as it began to rain.
did not know yet, but the London Laid was leaving England to our own ... now just to know God by Eathrow bonino!
At the airport, while the Moon autodeportava closed in the ghetto of smokers, we were the last to finish buying pounds and risk losing the plane. To hear her Orlando was making me wonder that, because I arrived in Britain as "Erica's fury" and I came out as "Erica happy running on the grass" ... I shot the whole morning with the most idiotic expression of satisfaction that may exist!
Once you enter the gate, we read with horror on the monitor that our flight had been delayed for over half an hour, so that we have said: icchè you?
there chanced that there was a perfume, so we went looking for the perfume that uses Bloom's Curse, and who ask him?
Exactly ... in fact: the figure of shit!
between the two alchemists of my chestnuts there was one who remembered the precise name of the divine essence. Super balengus Moon was straconvinta while the clerk was called japu supermegastrafinò-omosè: Frocio! (I hope I've seen in & out!) Insisted, with the wrist hairdresser, who was Jaipur. After a linguistic dispute
end we found the bottle and quickly disperses appalled by our lustful glances heterosexual and violent. In fact, few infoiati as we begin to smear him.
The Moon "What crap!" I
and Betta "Mmmm ... a delicate touch of cinnamon with hints of sandalwood and patchouli, warm and enveloping as the Moroccan sun, mysterious notes of the East ..." while rubbing against the exhibitor . "Te imagine how it must be smell from his skin? ... "exclaimed suddenly. The Betta
grows pale, and rolls his eyes, the alchemical Claudia us away early, before it starts to roll the bottle on the floor and moaning, while Monica rubs disgust on his wrist trying to remove boxes of perfume essence. Let us return to the screen
intoxicated and departures: PANIC!
Our flight is leaving and flashes of red!
"AS POSSIBILEEHHH!" Screamed running "Not even 20 minutes ago Green was not even the word"
"Let's run! Let's run! "Gasps the Claudia.
"Ohccazzo! Ohccazzo "swears the Monica" You see you miss the plane! "
" Aahahahahahahahahahaahhahahahahahahahah! "Is all I can say that Sandra and plows strode the corridors!
Luckily we make it to board the plane, put on er ass home and away ... all of course with DVDs in mind, of course, Claudia falls asleep before take-off, obviously tickled awake by the smell of lunch because "I LOVE eat on the plane! "obviously Betta & Moon made their arcane formulas and of course I lost in my delirium of omnipotence, I promised myself one thing:
"Wait Laid! Elizabeth Town I'll give you this basket of slaps! "
... END ...?
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