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That titillates me...

Thursday, January 5th, 2012 4 05 /01 / Jan /2012 19:37

You know him(it) can be or not, but for some years, I put my nest to Albertville, that is a city in the mountain with Olympic past and that its reputation of sports city intends not to lacher like that....

In the truth, I would have the same step to report the me it if I did not have to go out late in the afternoon...

I had not envy(urge) nevertheless eh... It snowed all day long and I like as much the snow as the Brussels sprouts... And Brussels sprouts are very very low in the list of the things which I like what is more they are not on the list moreover so they are low...

In brief, I have of go out...

And I saw of my z' seen eyes how that she is a sportswoman the city in which I saw...

As I have him(it) say, it snowed all day long...

Already, so that the residents can take advantage of enjoyments of the winter sports without going too far, the city is cleared the snow at least.... As a result, each can venture on the cross-country skiing in the city she(it) even or in the short ski method and in the sled on the heights... Moreover it is planned to install(settle) a track(runway) of descent in my street... As she(it) is not very important, she(it) is not loosened(kicked away), if you want to go out, kept silent about glide till bottom(stocking,bottoms,stockings,low). To go back up(to raise), while waiting for the installation of go back up(raise) slopes, you can gouter in the simple enjoyments of the dog of traineaux...

At about 5 pm, the time(weather) became softer and the white flakes were transformed into wet rain...

But wet - wet eh...

Wet well me want to say...

Not which(who) pretends to be wet...

It is approximately the hour in which I have of go out and I was able to estimate(appreciate) the new activities put at the disposal of the Inhabitants of Albertville (voui, a resident of Albertville, it is an Inhabitant of Albertville and its female, it is an Inhabitant of Albertville). The street Gambetta between the church and the street of the republic became a site of canyoning 15 cms of fleet which go downhill of the quotation of pallud, that sends indeed and as it is the winter, with some snow, we even saw ice cubes which played icebergs a little more and we crossed the titanic...

In the street of the Republic, 2 activities were proposed on pavements, we had figure skating the faces(figures) of the passers-by to try to remain standing on the snow pressed down by the rain and slippery as of the black ice widely took him(her,it) on the speed... I even I have make 2/3 recoveries with bottom behind and arm in the air which would have cost me a first place(square) if an impartial jury had been present....

On the road, an activity swimming pool was organized.... Practice, it is because by going out of the swimming pool, it is enough that a car passes and you is given a shower... I have to say that, as resident of Albertville, I am very satisfied to have finally a swimming pool in my city...

Finally, to go into my house to me, the snow having melted well and the dogs being in the kennel, I put shoes on the skins of seals and tried the ski touring...

Here is... Albertville it is a sports city in the mountain...

Euh kikadi that I am of bad faith???

I??? No not not savapanon???

I would dare not...

Moreover, tomorrow I have swimming pool...

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By Viscountess Sheshire Kitten - Published in: that titillates me...
A tit gazouillage???
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Friday, November 4th, 2011 5 04 /11 / Nov /2011 12:35

Wait, I show you and later, I tell you everything!!!

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It is not for nothing that I have make this just photo to show the use that I had medicines prescribed with regard to what we sold me...

I want it not to my pharmacist, eh it is not it who put pillules in bags...

But finally, it is not stupid this thing(trick) there?

On Wednesday, I visit my favorite pharmacist who friendly put her just pharmacy at the bottom of to me to facilitate me the life. I have a small, tiny intervention of planned at the doctor whom all the women hate (and what everything the men(people) dream about to be without thinking that all the women hates him(it)!!!)... I detail(retail) you not, that recovers from the close friend and it is not the subject....

Thus, my doctor, to prepare me for this intervention, had prescribed me 2 different medicines.

An anti-inflammatory drug has to take the day before(watch), 2 tablets, and an anti-spasmodic has to set the 1 hour before, 1 tablet...

You look at the photo, you read again the sentence above and you so say me has no problem there....

I paid attention on the pharmacy. I chat with my almost nearby I watch not that she(it) put in the bag chui not cop of pharmacies either...

Without when I return at home, when I look at my prescription and when I open her(it) limp, I have a light shock...

To be able to swallow 3 tablets all in all, I bought 90...

Yes, yes, read well to you, cleans not your nunettes, you see good...

I bought 90 tablets and I have 87 there that I know not what to make with...

Already, you types me not above at once... Her(it) limp with 60 has an orange label(tax sticker) and my mutual insurance company said that labels(tax stickers) orange, it is bad, it is the devil, we do not pay off them...

Paf 20 euro for me (yes, her(it) limp with 60, she(it) makes, in the ladle 20 euro!), the bottomless hole of the sécu, I participated in it this day there although in brief...

Then, I, with my small voice(vote) which nobody hear(understand) and that if accidentally(by chance) Anybody hears(understands) me effectively well, er, Anybody messes it I just want to ask a question...

When I buy yoghurts which are well for my health (if if it is the ad(advertising) which said it!!!) I can buy him(it) by 4 or 8 or 16 and if I have a big family, I take it 10X16 like that I do not break down... On the other hand, I cannot buy a potentially dangerous product for my health in small conditioning(packaging)... I am grateful(inescapable) to buy 60 to be able to gulp down 2 and when I see the effect that one had these 2 on my body, I have not specially envy(urge) to take the others to finish her(it) limp....

While with yoghurts, I can make him(it)...

It is bizarre not???

I say that would be good that we think of making condition(package) yoghurts in pack of 60 and tablets in pack of 4...

No???

Because a yoghurt which crossed(spent) its sell-by date, you can still eat him(it)...

But a tablet which did not exceed him(it), you cannot make a meal....

Well, yes, say like that, that looks stupid...

But little all the same thinks z'...

And I stop(arrest) you at once, I know that we can return medicines to the pharmacy to send there where they need it and I make him(it) regularly but there is not the comment... It is just that I have it a little has a good laugh to be taken for a pear, a ham, a lemon and that when I need just man 3 tablets, I would like not to meet " happy owner " of heights of time more...

Now, I, I say that, I say nothing eh... It is just that some common sense, that hurts nobody...

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By Viscountess Sheshire Kitten - Published in: that titillates me...
A tit gazouillage???
- See the chirpings
Monday, July 11th, 2011 1 11 /07 / July /2011 10:05

Regularly, I receive e-mails to find those with whom I crossed(spent) my childhood and my adolescence, in class rather....

Generally, I am the link, there is a wall in the memories(souvenirs) and each goes of the small anecdote there....

I asked the question...

Which anecdote I could put on the wall...

And then I have decidé that I would not put it...

Because besides the fact, because I have very little memories(souvenirs) of my childhood and my adolescence, those whom I have of my passage at the school (quite confused(merged) levels) are execrables, terrible and because I have everything, except envy(urge) to remember me there...

Which effect that would make if I ranted on the wall...

I remember the échalat big which had me in the nose and offended me and made me cry all the time.

I remember mockeries of so-and-so, unetelle and the others because I was more distracted than somewhere else, because I believed that the sprites of Enid Blyton really existed, that I crossed(spent) my life in books(pounds), that I was not vétue in the last fashion I cross(spend) it and the best....

I remember as you came to see me when you had nothing better to make or need of something,

How you blackmailed me for trinkets which, in my naivety, I considered important,

How much he(it) was funny for you of abimer my business(affairs), to spread rumours(noises) on me, to make me be supposed to be for stupid and capable of nothing good (what finally I eventually believed(considered))...

I remember as I became attached to the slightest mark(brand) of kindness, how much I tried be estimated(appreciated), liked(loved) of you without reporting me that every time I fell in a cobweb in which I got tangled....

I remember knocks which you carried(wore) me in soft, words which you send me, said words, insults, mockeries of all which made of me a solitary child who had only an envy(urge)

Be as the others and have friends...

I remember that during a week, my friends were the gypsies of passages, too thrown back(rejected) by you and which had taken me under their wing....

I remember finally so many things....

And when I receive these mails and when I am this link, when I persist in going to see(visiting) all the same if accidentally(by chance) there would be no somebody, something who calls back to(reminds) me beautiful memories(souvenirs) which I do not find there...

I remember your cruelty...

I remember that finally, I do not want to see again(to revise) you, to find you and to speak about the good old days...

Of these good old days where I left in the morning with a knot to the stomach, where I returned in the evening with bleux in the soul, where I preferred the company of my books(pounds), where I invented stories(trouble) not to live the reality which you imposed me...

Of these good old days where I was a more fragile girl than she(it) looked like it, a so shy teenager that she just wanted disparaitre....

Of these good old days which finally made of me what I am....

Always a little (many?) innocent, réveuse and can be stronger than I thinks of it...

I remember that I do not want to remember you...

That I just want to bury your names in one limp that I would bury at the bottom of my memory...

Just not to remember me any more of you

That in my big naivety I have never managed to hate....

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By Viscountess Sheshire Kitten - Published in: that titillates me...
A tit gazouillage???
- See the chirpings
Sunday, October 24th, 2010 7 24 /10 / Oct /2010 22:31

... And a big, a big...

At around midday, as everything in noons(souths), my Favorite Son goes(takes) up to put the TV to look at his broadcast(emission,issue)... That with a beautiful red armchair in the shape of throne with a champion inside....

The presenter(driving force), whom I estimate(appreciate) a lot even if I sometimes find him(it) a small little heavy but not too much eh... The presenter(driving force) I say, question and converse gaily with his candidates, those who want to prick the place(square) of the champion in the beautiful red armchair...

There is a lady... She(it) sells garment in priori... Clothes for the ladies who have forms that she says the presenter(driving force) insist a little and queen(crown) her(it) precise for rounds, rounds which have forms...

Well then there, I say stop....

The politically correct, that goes 5 mn, but 6, that makes a little bit a bit long!

At time(weather) when big, I rebel against it politically correct which makes that we cannot call things euh, people in this particular case, by their name...

Why, if I say to somebody " oh, I wanted to buy to myself a great attractive mini short skirt, but I did not return inside because I am too big ", one answer me " rho but not, do not say that, you is not big you is ronde/enrobée/bien in flesh "??? Well Ok, I am ronde/enrobée/bien in flesh but above all I am big ben voui when I have the roll which extends beyond(overflows), the bidou rounds off, the buttock bounces (and the other one also), the wide haunch and the too thick calf to enter a pair of boots I say, I was big...

Hup hup hup you there low at the bottom(in fact), I hear(understand) you big it is negative, round it is soft, pleasant, attractive... Prevent at the exit(release), it is good the same thing(matter) not?

Then? Why you say not the word? He(it) is dirty? He(it) frightens?

Needs not to be afraid, it is just a word and then admits when the round she(it) has the back tour and when nobody hears(understands), you indeed say " oh the big thus say, the ful which she(it) has!!! " " Oh the big, if I had his(her,its) physical appearance, I would dare not to show myself so ".... Well then.... Even I at time(weather) as big, I sometimes say(tell) also him(it)...

Big being is not a disease, it is not contagious... A big, it is not nasty, that bites no more than the others... To be big it is just more or less comfortable following one how we live him(it)...

I admit, I saw him(it) bad... It is not comfortable, it is heavy that, hurt the back, the legs, the feet...

Sometimes, that hurts the soul also but it is another history(story) a more personal history(story) over which I would not extend here...

When one not in finity any more to make speeches against the discriminations, we have never found so much qualifier for the persons different from us...

We do not say any more a black, we say a black...

We do not say any more tramp, we say HOMELESS PERSON(PEOPLE)...

We do not say any more dwarfish, we say small-sized(short) person...

We do not say any more big, we say round...

All qualifiers, I find them even more discriminatory.

It is rather surprising moreover...

Because the big return fashionably...

Vouiiii!!!!

Even the very read, the magazine "Elle" made a special number special one rounds eh special one big... The blogs of "rounds" bloom(prosper) almost everywhere, and we find even feminine communities, an on-line mag dedicated to the oooops big, the forgiveness in rounds...

Nevertheless, we always have so much evil to get dressed in the average shops but that, it is another history(story), another discusses...

In brief, to be big is not a defect(tare weight), we are not big because we spend time stuffing sandwiches of nutella in the sausage... And even if it is for me widely uncomfortable, there are also advantages...

If so good(well), I grant(tune) him(it), there is not a lot but I can quote at least one from it....

The big ages indeed not need of botox, it has height of it cheeks wrinkles? I have no it... I have my personal combleur collagen to me!!! As a result, that gives him(her) a cheerful and nice air(sight) which all the others he envy that gives him(her) a reassuring air(sight) and the children whom she(it) keeps(guards) during the day like snuggling up in the arms softness, quite as liked snuggling up his(her) children there when they were not still z' teenagers.... People feel safe with her, his(her,its) gentleness make them feel themselves good (good not all eh!!! Has miserable there also yes yes, you there low who tries to hide you behind the post I saw you, what is more I also heard(understood) you!!!)

The big inspires confidence(trust) and as the big is a kind, it does not take advantage of it....

I could not finish this small column without speaking about a small lady of certain age .... Politically correct when you hold us of an old small lady with whom I discussed in a store... She said to me one of the most kind and moving things which one never have me say

" You have the so adorable air(sight) which we want to jump into your arms "....

Ben only that... I, that reconciles me with my curvatures????

Oh and then we do not forget to go to vote for MOA(PROJECT OWNERSHIP)!!!!! Vote for Gazouillages

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By Viscountess Sheshire Kitten - Published in: that titillates me...
A tit gazouillage???
- See the chirpings
Tuesday, March 17th, 2009 2 17 /03 / March /2009 11:00
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I dedicate her(it) to Chantal.... She had to arrive home on Sunday evening. She was the correspondent of my daughter, she was 15 years old, the life in front of her, as a button of pink(rose).... She(it) was mown(pinched), with 14 other persons last Wednesday by a patient. He(it) does not spend one hour since but that I think of her and his(her) family

By Viscountess Sheshire Kitten - Published in: that titillates me...
A tit gazouillage???
- See the chirpings
Wednesday, October 29th, 2008 3 29 /10 / Oct /2008 23:56
" Have already seen you a 15 meter shark? "

" No..... "

" That does not mean that that does not exist.... "
By Viscountess Sheshire Kitten - Published in: that titillates me...
A tit gazouillage???
- See the chirpings
Thursday, May 29th, 2008 4 29 /05 / May /2008 13:28
Quite a while ago that that scratches me, that that tickles me, that that titillates me.....

The friendship, it is what?

That looks stupid as question like that but finally, that is not it as long as that. I am someone trèèèèès innocent, it is enough to make to me guilis guilis in the neck so that I fidget and so that I think that we estimate(appreciate) me for what I am and not for what I represent or what I am capable of making, of doing a service as, of looking ......... And then a day I realize, as a big slap in her(it) g that I was still made had that arrived at me some month ago and that will doubtless arrive at me still...

I shook well the head, my neurone collided my cerval and that makes an electric arc which gave rise to a small reflection in petto.... It is incredible the number of friends whom I had this time last year, " Christiiiiiine, we adoooooooooore you! ", each was moreover friendly with all my friends (you follow, OK, I do not go too fast) but taken aside séparemment it was the other ringings " you know, hatch, I keep(guard) her(it) parcequ' she(it) is useful with us, but between us, it is a big sal, it is a profiteer ", " saw you what she(it) has me fait/ce that she said, it is really a bitchy girl, but well that stays between us " parceque I like him(it) all the same....

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Ur diverse reasons z' is varied who(which) concern only me, I left this group of friends and I not did not hear(understand) it any more spoken.... Finally, so all the same parceque my friends who " me cut adoooooraient " me a customized 3 piece suit(costume), cried on welcoming shoulders by saying to them all the evil which I had make and how much I was nasty.... The returned services, moment taken on my life with my children and my darling, " yes, I am there, I run(roam), I arrive ", everything is forgotten...

Them, them are always lifelong friends, sometimes I cross them in the street, some turn(shoot) the head thinking that they made him(it) so fast that I saw nothing, the others cracks me the kiss on the cheek and lower(go down) in flame their great friend who comes of them " to make a neck
P, my poor man!!! I have to tell you what she is a bitchy girl with her big person(main part) c.... "

I me in madmen (ouais, me hears(understands) you, " if you you in madmen why speaks to you about it!!!! "), me in madmen parceque exactly, I just come to exorcise these devils who waste(destroy) me for almost 1 year now there, at once now, I have just put them as a package of which we get rid.... Me in madmen parceque in all this girls' gachis, I found something positive something, nooooon!!!! Somebody my friend, my cobuddy, my sister, my twin the one with whom we share everything (except our men(people), needs not to laugh either), our madmen-laughter but also our tears, our fears, that with I can quarrel and then become reconciled by putting things in dish(flat), ironed well, to leave(restart) on healthy bases, the one that I know that she(it) waits for nothing of me, and of from whom I waits for nothing that to whom I say " fate(spell) of my head " so we are similar


Here we are, that scratched me, that tickled me, that titillated me ben it is finished the page is turned(shot), I feel light and in peace, in agreement with me even, with the universe, with the Great Whole, with ...... not I stop(arrest) there I feel good. I do not still know whom I am, where I go and to which shelf but I have just advanced(moved) in the right direction....

By Viscountess Sheshire Kitten - Published in: that titillates me...
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