Wednesday, April 10, 2013

The Croods in 3D: What Really Happened Today? - Lose Yourself in His and Her Story, Tuesday, April 9th, 2013





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The Croods in 3D: What Really Happened Today?

Lose Yourself in His and Her Story

Tuesday, April 9th, 2013

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Editor's Note:

I am obsessively listening to Eminem's "Lose Yourself" on repeat with headphones as I finish writing about this messy series of manecdotes from the last few days early on Wednesday, April 10th, 2013 and if you don't mind I will randomly quote lines from the song sequentially to add punch to this blog.

I haven't heard this song in a while, or at least not like this where I focused on it and tried to use it to achieve something. I highly recommend it as well as music in general to improve your mood and focus by giving you meaning with feeling so you can find yours.

While both men and women have been having trouble talking about how they were acting weird and bothering me and other people and making it normal to over the last 21 months, I found tons of people to talk to about it with in terms of musicians in particular, or 3 minute conversations I could listen to over and over again and get my energy, inner-g and more from.

Don't forget that you've got stuff to think about and do and music can certainly help you achieve things if you use it well. I'm not sure that I will, but I am going to try to finish my website again today and just leave this stuff alone unless anyone helps me with anything but weirder hellos.

This bloggagia is just what's on my mind and what I'm swimming and trying not to drown in and trying to deal with in the appropriate ways with my website and approaches. I think that ten options to deal with this stuff should be enough for people to consider if they want. That will do.

For now, I'm going to break down the stuff breaking down so we know we should consider our options. 

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[Intro]

"Look, if you had, one shot
Or one opportunity, to seize everything you ever wanted
In one moment
Would you capture it, or just let it slip?"


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On April 9th, I walked around the "Nightmare on Bay Street" during lunch hours in the narrow PATH corridors below the city streets like I've done many times over the last year and a half, and especially over the last six weeks, as I take a closer look at the latest issues people are having walking and talking.

While there, I saw some of what nearly two years of nice and normal, but also brainwashed and jealous man-girl zombie attacking men still silently sexually harassing each other and silently and jealously harassing women there to try to trick each other into looking at each other, have done so far. What a mess.

Many men and women there appear more nervous and sketchy than ever and seem to be constantly running or stomping around and either half-bothering or half-escaping each other like rats in a maze in a daze.

It's like the whole culture there has smoothly sped up how they walk and talk until it's disorienting. Half the people are half-running nervously while sheepishly hyper-acting happily. The other half are considering it.

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And of course, in our nearly nutless culture where people might cry if you don't say it...

Many people are very nice and many are very polite and charming and and relaxing to interact with.

However, at this point it may be down to less than half, especially with me, as the latest socially constipated sketching is cranked up and people silently spazz out as soon as they see me, which I find unpleasant.

Who knows what percentage of people routinely spazz out with and on each other these days, but it seems to be making people perpetually nervous. This is just the new normal until another one. One would guess.

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[Verse 1]

"His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on his sweater already: mom's spaghetti
He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth but the words won't come out
He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now
The clock's run out, time's up, over - blaow!"


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FLASHBACK: April 7th, 2013, Metro Convention Centre, Toronto, Canada, Total Health Show

I saw a presentation on mind control by Dr. Nick Begich at the Total Health Show (.com) on the weekend and it reminds me of something he said: electro-magnetic waves (eg. HAARP, cellphones, wi-fi, power lines, etc.) can make people nervous among other things. So, people should look for ways to protect and repair themselves and find the best possible solutions for themselves, their families and their friends as options.

Actually...

I sunk down low in my seat and closed my eyes and wore the hood of my winter coat over my head while Dr. Begich was talking for the most part of an hour while I tried to listen.

The irony of my doing this there was soon apparent regardless of whether or not it is ever spoken about.

I simply closed my eyes and tried to listen and occasionally looked up just enough to take some notes.

Then I looked up a bit more once in a while to see the engaging speaker himself and some slides.

Then down again as handfuls of people in the auditorium would start scratching themselves and picking their noses while trying to get me to look at them doing this as soon as they knew they might get my attention.

This happens a lot everywhere I go, or people try to get more of my confident, polite and busy guy attention.

The difference is it used to be nervously charming and pretty girls who'd casually get my attention with some sort of fantastically exotic rhythym. Not sketchy weirdos, or whatever the hell nice people are acting like.

Unfortunately, this time I wasn't looking at my laptop. Or a newspaper. Or magazine.

Or anything near me at all.

This time the speaker who we were all there to see was 50 feet and several rows of people in front of me in the filled but not packed presentation space, as were his slides to his right, some of which I wanted to see.

So, with my long focus on the front of the room, it was easier for many normally nice and yet normally needy and creepy people to obsessively try to trick me into looking at them scratch themselves than it usually is.

They seem to take any opportunities to try to distract me and will often set each other off as soon as one thinks the other might be successful. I'd seen this before, gave it a few seconds, then checked out and hid.

And they wouldn't stop no matter how many times I hid, popped my head up and hid again and again.

So, I ignored everyone trying to trick me into looking at them scratching themselves and picking their noses and focused as a busy man at a presentation on mind control by hiding my head in my winter coat hood.

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"Snap back to reality, oh! - there goes gravity
Oh - there goes Rabbit, he choked
He's so mad, but he won't
Give up that easy nope, he won't have it
He knows, his whole back's to these ropes
It don't matter, he's dope
He knows that, but he's broke
He's so stagnant, he knows
When he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's
Back to the lab again, yo, this whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don't pass him..."


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FLASH FORWARD: April 10th about April 9th and so on.

Many of the same people know that I hate needy, creepy, tricky, sketchy, unspoken and bothersome stuff since I make sure they do by ignoring them; or saying something without trying to say too much. I'm used to it since it's gone on everywhere for 21 months and people don't say anything when they do this to others.

Now, sometimes I have to be really careful or I'll get accused of harassing the people who are harassing me, especially increasingly pushy, needy, creepy, tricky sketchy and gross women who are far more trouble to deal with than good old-fashioned douchey guys bugging men who other men can yell at and more easily.

These days when I make it clear that I hate what people want me to look at, the same people are more rude and aggressive about insisting I see it than ever, especially many women who don't know this is stupid yet.

Of course: I've seen pushy women before.

The difference now is their needy-creepy and zombie-guy like ability to beg and bother a grown-ass man for hours while he first politely dissuades them and then lazily makes fun of them. Even groups of them.

This is one terrifying fall from grace and one they need to recover from, like their men, or they'll never be happy. I can see clearly the lack of energy, intention, intelligence, aesthetic appeal, confidence and more.

This is a brand new wrinkle in this new gender-destroying creeparadigm and in my estimate is it's about a month old and spiraling out of control fast as they try to out-sketch, beg and aggro-zombie each other.

By now, many men know that forcing, tricking, begging and bothering other men to pretend they are girls is stupid and have for a while. Even if they all want it to happen anyway and try to use girls to trick each other.

That's why so many men look nervous and sheepish when they interact; why they don't satisfy each other and why it looks like they're forcing, tricking, begging and bothering each other and then harassing girls.

Women are new to all this and many are taking it so seriously that, in some cases, they're actually freaking out many hoping and moping men who do the same things with their utter, clueless and embarrassing shock at being unsuccessfully tricky and annoying for hours to get attention and affection and genuinely upset.

What's worse is how much of their new gross, disturbing, pathetic, begging and bothersome behaviour is the exact opposite of what they'd been selling for centuries, selling me publicly for 21 months to advance their cause, what songs are written about and what safe and sexy and sellebrated has been about forever.

While in some cases it still is, just a few months ago here it used to be both a consistent and yet a rare and fortunate privilege to get invited to look at women relax, move slower, be real, shy, vulnerable and then get confident in a wide variety of ways as they conveyed their beauty and intelligence in graceful and fleeting bursts of light while taking little risks with their security for their vanity. Men would historically use all the power they had to protect and reward that temporarily, or for a lifetime, as long as they could get a chance to glimpse it as often as possible since that's what kept him in a good mood. That stuff is disappearing fast.

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Women's femininity and men's appreciation of it was what preserved their security and vanity and it's going.

This is a crisis point in the history of humanity as people have to decide whether to remain men and women or not. Perhaps it's odd for some to consider, but once that's out of the way it's probably worth considering.

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[Hook]

"You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime..."


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Perhaps this devolving situation will wake up some of the guys as they see their women destroyed by them and now humiliated by a guy that used to flirt with them while they beg and bother him just like the guys have done for nearly two years. He casually growls at them to defend himself by making fun of them and calming down others witnessing these spectacles while blogging, surfing the web, checking basketball scores and so on. This has been happening more and more every day over the last few weeks and is completely nuts.

Of course, I can talk to men. And women. I can even talk to a mailbox. That's never been an issue at all.

These days, I happily talk to lots of people who seem easy to talk to and not sketchy and shifty about it.

However, I'm busy and unless people want to talk instead of scratch themselves and get looked at: pass.

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Now, I also don't like talking to people who start off our interactions by quickly trying to trick me into looking at some sketchy shit they won't admit. That's about it and that seems fair enough to me and others.

What I mean is I've had people pull sketchy crap on me every day for nearly two years, mostly men  until the last month or so, and asked many of them what they want while mixing up my answers to this problem.

Most men just look at me scared out of their minds by the question, or by being asked to answer it, or by what they're doing, or by what they're becoming, or by the fact that I put it in words. Some even act as if it's somehow my fault that I got involved against my will and called them on the pathetic and bothersome bullshit they dragged me into while I was minding my own business and trying to let others mind theirs. That's all.

Many women continue to think they're being cute when they're being annoying and may just stay that way.

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Sorry for zombie-practicioners to take such a hard line on this, but people are getting fucked up badly by people behaving so weird and anti-socially and being unable to admit it, which is an exceptionally bad position to be in in this big zombietition. The only reason I know is they say hello more when I say that.

Making fun of people who do this who just say hello more isn't the answer, but there may be a question.

More sketchy shit of course includes many men acting like women who aren't gays, or trannys, or ladyboys, or confidently expressing comfortable sexuality. Instead they are typically sheepish and sketchy straight men acting stupid and needy like it's a big joke and destroying their egos by becoming big and threatening jokes.

Anyone bothering me in any way by interacting with me in ways that suggest they thought I wouldn't want to see them do what they did by moving faster when they see me, or anyone quickly tricking me into looking at anything, or harassing me for attention without caring what my interest-levels are and more, I like to avoid.

I can still talk to people, but what usually ends up happening is the same people will act normal and boring just long enough to gain my trust and then try to trade by tricking me into looking at them bother me with the behaviour that I initially ignored and continue to ignore while never saying or admitting anything about it.

This desire to not be bothered only seems to make bothersome people try harder to bother you to convince you to make them feel special because you're not needy and creepy while almost nobody appears to admit or discusses any of it. Or they love me and hate themselves. Or they should articulate some more reasonable conclusions than the ones I am comfortably and publicly inferring from their actions while millions say hello.

Many people want to feel like they're the perfectly bothersome people and other people just don't get it yet.

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[Verse 2]

"The soul's escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking
Make me king, as we move toward a New World Order
A normal life is boring; but superstardom's..."


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On talking to beautiful women in public, I love doing it and have a great time, but I also have a story coming up about how that situation played out recently with all this bothersome nonsense going on that's revealing.

By now I'm used to dealing with lots of pushy, sketchy, tricky, gross and annoying zombie men and women.

As for others and especially the girls? They're not and if they're near me I have to protect them somehow.

Okay, so many men have been silent, needy, gross, creepy, tricky, pushy and scary for a while.

But, do you like watching crazy and scary girls hissing and freaking out straight out of horror movies?

Check out this short tale over Tall, Grande and Venti size caffeinated beverages if you dare and beware.

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I was talking to a smart, sweet, beautiful, petite, wonderfully curvy and shyly sexy Spanish girl in her early 20's at a Starbucks near King and University yesterday who just happened to be sitting beside me and both of us were having a great time. Seriously. She showed up impressive and didn't have to say or do a damn thing but relax and be great company to get my approval and did so easily. I had to carefully craft how I was going to impress her without overwhelming her and it was going great. It wasn't love, but it was relaxing fun.

After a while, a sudden hoard of weird, gross, pushy, crazy, ugly, harassing, scratching, coughing, wiping and nose-picking she-beasts who I barely looked at who were probably also girls in their 20's, descended on us like a plague of locusts and immediately started to make us uncomfortable. Me less so. I wanted to trade.

Four of them sat behind us and occasionally crowded us for a bit while scratching themselves and picking their noses and coughing while deliberately trying to distract me to get me to look at them doing that stuff.

Another one separately sat across from me and started blowing her nose and obsessively scratching herself to get my attention while I was busy with a lovely young lady. Two more were nearby doing the same thing.

Of course, I had to say something to the lovely young lady I was with who wasn't sure what she should do.

So, before she started politely scratching back to her sisters while I angrily ignored their intrusive rudeness, I told the sweet, young girl I was speaking with what was going on as briefly as I could to kill this no-noise.

I told her over the last couple of years that I've been concerned about how men were getting more feminized and attacking each other and jealously stalking, attacking and breaking women. So, women unable to act vulnerable are getting gross, annoying and pushy instead. But, all of it was nothing that she had to worry about right now because she was relaxing at a Starbucks and a nice man with a computer was beside her.

Then we just kind of relaxed for a bit and she understood the value of having a different approach to people who bother people handy. Meanwhile, the assortment of seven she-beasts kept pestering me to watch their scratching and nose-picking, but did so in a much more low-key and less threatening way. So, the young lady I enjoyed our intimate space and now sparser conversation more with the she-beasts easier to ignore.

After that we chatted a bit and then she left friendly with my card after asking for directions to the subway a block away about a dozen times which was totally awesome. I stayed standing and kept an eye on her as she left. When she first left, she was confused about why I was still standing, then fine when I shrugged my shoulders, then waving a friendly goodbye, then insisting that I keep an eye on her walking up the block.

Hot-diggidy and golly-gee willikers.

That was a lot of fun and I don't know if I will ever see her again, but hopefully it will be fun again and again.

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Then I briefly yelled at the seven she-beasts, said it could've been any of them bothered and ignored them.

They understood and casually in groups and aggressively individually, kept pestering me until they all left.

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Right now, I have no doubt that most women can do almost anything that most men can, including becoming as brainwashed and irritating and generally unpleasant to look at and interact with unless people are formally addressing them and controlling the conversation to make sure it doesn't get too uncomfortable and basically intimidating them somehow into being charming instead of being obnoxiously nervous, sketchy and awful.

Maybe that's one advantage a psycho or sociopathic man-girl zombie on the side has with his girls. He cares less and less and the girls try harder and harder and he just gets cold and jealous and goes girlin' on the side.

From what I've seen, boys and girls are just trying way too hard at whatever silly nonsense they're up to.

BTW, this is less of a proud bragging right and more of a problem, reaction and solution to get right soon. 

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"Close to post-mortem, it only grows harder
Homie grows hotter, he blows it's all over
These hoes is all on him, coast to coast shows
He's known as the Globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows
He's grown farther from home, he's no father
He goes home and barely knows his own daughter..."


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As a man I can survive this worshipful and harassing brainwashed garbage and stay pissed-off and busy just like many other guys, although frankly people may just go along to not get along as has been happening.

However, treating women like this with no consideration or respect, or women treating others like this will simply damage them permanently as they feel nervous, intimidated, slighted, depressed, worthless and worse.

We can see their delicate feminine qualities are being destroyed quickly and they might just herd each other off a cliff faster if they continue competing by acting sketchier with no respect for themselves or anyone else.

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"These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose-dove and sold nada. And so the soap opera
Is told, it unfolds, I suppose it's old, partner
But the beat goes on: da-da-dum da-dum da-dah..."


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While the results of whatever combination of cultural factors are obvious daily in (really-real) 3D, I haven't looked into the possible causes much yet over the last couple of years. Before that sure, but not recently.

I mean, this zombietition may or may not be happening on purpose.

It doesn't matter since it's happening and is a fact regardless.

Either way, it sure is stressful and annoying.

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[Hook]

"You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime..."


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And now, a quick mea culpa just for the not-catching hell of it from many potentially paying customers.

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In the heart of the financial district in downtown Toronto, I'm sure most of the feminized, aggressive, needy, creepy, tricky and sketchy UFC-addicted gym-rat guys there who try to randomly try to beg, bother, trick, intimidate and sexually harass me can probably beat me up if they wanted. Or if I didn't turn them on or off.

I'm also sure that most of the sexy, silly, smart, smug, snooty, scared, sketchy, secure, insecure, fashionable, funny, obnoxious, goofy, self-righteous and rich-hood-rat chicks can easily buy and sell me over fruity drinks and grilled chicken sandwiches if they wanted. Or if I didn't turn them on or off. Or stop or start them up.

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Just the facts

Sir

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Ma'am.

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Or


Motherfuckers

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Mothers of Children.

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Regardless, after seeing which way a bunch of men were going, I saved an old man for you just in case.

Then you'll either have someone who can tell you what used to work; or get used to complaining it doesn't.

Otherwise I'm'a be skedaddlin' to use my magical powers more subtly elsewhere's with whoever still works.

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Plus, on some level, probably because I've been on this issue for nearly two years and I've been saving girls and women from mostly male to recently male and female stalkers on, above and below Bay Street in the same area since November of 2011, among all the other stuff on this since July 1st, 2011, I'm also sure people recognize that as weird as I am for constantly criticizing bothersome zombiehaviour, I'm not a creepy weirdo who bothers people and I know how to call out creepy weirdos who bother me or other people.

This is especially true for women and children who recognize my archetype and swagger and how other people and I interact and who are ultimately the drivers of my "man" efforts to stop a bunch of other giant UFC-addicted, scary, hairy, macho-zombie feminized manchild freaks from falling apart and landing on and breaking each other and everyone else metaphorically and even meta-physically and perhaps share insights that may help stop this nonsense from becoming a new and permanently devolving nervous nightmare.

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"No more games, I'm'a change what you call rage
Tear this motherfuckin' roof off like two dogs caged
I was playin' in the beginning, the mood all changed
I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhyming and stepped right in the next cipher
Best believe somebody's paying the Pied Piper..."


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Or perhaps we'll see this "The Croods in 3D" movie type of tricky, sketchy, harassing grossness foisted on each other all day and night as people who talk less compensate by pulling more crude shit. Then they'll make each other paranoid and stop talking and watch a lot more TV and so on as they drift further apart.

Will beats chill and the will of many to bother people is overwhelming the rest of them. Meanwhile, the will of me to stop all this has kind of resulted in a standstill. I can comment on it to defend myself or someone else and everyone seems to understand what I'm saying and doing. But that's about it and it guarantees nothing.

There is no doubt that I can respond to this appropriately even if I constantly criticize it because the other people wherever I am don't get mad at me. They just ignore me, interact politely or desperately try to pull sketchy shit as soon as it becomes apparent that I'm a badass dood who hates it. Just keep saying hello.

People safely say hello to me in friendly ways and safely bother me all the time because I just acknowledge people to let them know I won't bother them. This new, narcissistically insane and bizarre behaviour has been what many guys have been up to for 21 months. But now the girls are joining in by the millions, I'd guess.

While there are many rugged individual male assholes and pussies who often bother people and eventually convince many others to, now it's women and their herd mentality who are much easier to market to and therefore who will "go" much faster than men who've taken a couple of years to fall apart and break others.

Sure, it took men a while to fall apart, but with their men's help, women and children can break even faster.

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"All the pain inside amplified by the
Fact that I can't get by with my nine to
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family, cause man, these God damn
Food stamps don't buy diapers, and there's no movie
There's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life..."


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Women also like the fact that I'll tell them the truth or how I really feel while usually being nice about it if they are as long as they don't screw around or have to formally respond. They just act feminine and allegorical instead. Then they can hear things and react however they want quickly and smoothly if they remember how.

The girls especially are glad that I can bring this creepy-guys stuff up even if they can't or don't want to or there's no safe space to discuss it just because it gives them a chance to express how they feel. Or they just flirt with me aggressively and publicly when I bring it up. Which is not too often. But still it confirms things.

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I know, I know.

Most of the time I shouldn't say anything and shouldn't make anybody feel uncomfortable.

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I know, I know.

I should just let people make me and other people uncomfortable who don't say anything.

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I know, I know.

People are uncomfortable enough as it is and this is just the ways things are so be quiet.  

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I know, I know...

I know, I know...

I know, I know...

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Many people in my city are turning into haunted weirdos who run by and do something sketchy like scratch themselves or pick their nose and pose and then sheepishly calm down and beg for me to look at them again when the first half-assed sketchy garbage didn't satisfy them. I won't give no half-ass man ten half-ass looks.

Because, all I see these days is someone blurry pulling some half-assed sketchy garbage and I don't want to see anything like that or after that, so I often don't look and this causes issues. Or I look mildly irritated as I'm sure they still want to quickly trick me into looking at them do stupid and creepy shit they won't admit.

Many people seem to want something from me that they can't define and ironically love me for not needing to bother anyone at all with any needy non-verbal garbage; or acknowledging people to let them know I won't bother them; or generally not wanting cheap attention; or having hundreds of people a day try to say hello regardless of my faults because I try to make it easier for human beings to live and not die with each other.

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Or some half-assed Batman shit.

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People can silently bother me and other people as much as they want all day and night forever at this rate.


All I ever do when I see it is either ignore it or explain it as bothersome in many ways to help make it stop.

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Then I stay on my half-assed Batman shit.

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"And these times are so hard, and it's getting even harder
Tryin' to feed and water my seed plus, teeter-totter
Caught up between being a father and a prima donna
Baby momma drama, screaming on her too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got
To formulate a plot, or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfuckin' option, failure's not..."  

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Men are a bit more relaxed about their harassing behaviour, or while being harassed, or when running at each other, rubbing against each other, acting like women for, to or at each other, walking fast or funny and begging to get looked at, scratching themselves and picking their noses and trying to quickly trick people into looking at them do it and so on.

Women are a lot more aggressive in their harassing behaviour, much of which is now the same as the men who copied their stuff and sped it up to trick other men into looking. But, they are typically not good at being harassed by men or other women. So, they end up freaking each other out, and, while already historically having issues getting along, screw it up worse.

Children are also being affected a lot more.

On the weekend, I had to stop a 9 year old girl from stalking her 6 year old sister when they both walked by while I was having lunch at the Total Health Show. I also had to explain it to people at my table who saw me make a fist and slow them both down to dissipate weird looks. They quickly and sheepishly understood.

Children are running at each other and even adults to get or steal attention. Many as young as 2 years old are nervously scratching themselves and looking confused about what they are doing, what type of response it should receive, worry about what someone else might do in response and so on.  Just like many adults do.

Adults need to stop doing this and make sure children stop as well instead of feeling sorry for themselves.

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Oh, I don't know, do you think that will do for now and what, why or anything at all? I guess we hope so.

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"Mom I love you but this trailer's got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot
So here I go it's my shot. Feet: fail me not
This may be the only opportunity that I got..."


[Hook]

"You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime..."


[Outro]

"You can do anything you set your mind to, man..."

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Eminem - Lose Yourself (Official Music Video)




http://youtu.be/bmXumtgwtak

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Black Krishna and E-Dub

"What Really Happened Today?"

(mp3)

http://www.reverbnation.com/blackkrishna/song/3079494-what-really-happened-today 

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