Tee-sense! :)
I do not know you, about you, but I'm glad the school start. Fewer children in the streets, if you are, you can go to a team. A little more free time for parents and so on. However, the cooling is also at this time. Fewer degrees, more women in the dress. I like it.
Not only were the food warehouse burglaries. Inside the castle area was also a TSA. And, at the same time was a long time ago, when we were there by then, a fence separated the nevelőotthontól. However, there was a couple of buildings, which represented the boundary. The building, which was a long and also vast operated offices, workshops and a grinder. Here, again, is a little explanation. If you do not know what a grinder: People Téglás also animal lived mostly hens. I had to give them something to eat. Let's say corn, which is also produced in the host. There are some animals who can not be grains dough rollers of maize, must be ground down. Here came into view of the mill! Corn, wheat and all grains to mill a large scale there.
Because I did not have you (Puffy's why they called?) Is a small physique guy, I was always the last everywhere. It was too good, no. It was a good one, as the first set off somewhere while I stayed back and discovered they were wrong, because what I got there, he had already performed the task can start and we can back to where I was also in the back. This is so, I can not understand was, but listen, read on and discover. We headed to the attic. In practice, it looked it was a little small ramp, which of course has been grouped in what, where, just that befértünk individually. The others dough rollers went ahead, I was the last to follow them. The attic was huge and almost completely dark powder, which is the grinding gear "came up." His eyes are hidden at the back of the loft mates and shouted out that: come, come, here we are. -I started out, this jumped out and everyone started throwing handfuls of Daraa, which was right above. In my eyes, the number of ears and all I got was full of dust. I did not see anything, just heard the röhögéseket and blindly tried to escape. But only once a thing has happened, no matter what anyone, especially not me: We've lost my leg through the ceiling, point the mill. Suddenly a light! Yelling! Panic! Then, someone downstairs, took my foot! Terribly scared the shit, but you can have your buddies as well. We heard from bottom to shout: eyes small thieves, I got you, cut off your legs, etc ... The great haste suddenly caught my buddies, and dragged out of the hole as we could, so we climbed down from the attic quickly dough rollers than ever before. A little later, of course, even when we were not so beszarva, a good laugh on the way down, but still can not forget the taste that was in my mouth when the corn meal, crushed brick, wheat semolina and loam with a bizarre taste, which yet it also came with a large dose of adrenaline.
TSA also court the next location. And workshop located next to the buildings, which were still owned by the foster home and the foster home also belonged specifically. Here were the maintainers. All kinds of equipment, work tools for carpentry, masonry stuff, but it all really. We, the boys, of course, when he could hang out there. They were the cool seasons, we helped where we could, and we enjoyed the situation. Once there was a construction site and have a big pile of gravel. I found a big, beautiful blue pebbles. I was wondering whether it is in, this is a beautiful blue-like outside? I took it as a mason's hammer and it was within my grasp the gravel, dough rollers I started dough rollers to break. Suddenly, I see that the governess ran up to me screaming to throw it out immediately and that is not to move my hand. I did not know what that is. When he got to me, tore my shirt buttons and then I already knew what had happened. I looked down at my sandals, which it was already covered in blood. In my chest, stood up for something hard enough and bleeding. It was a sliver of gravel. Interestingly, it did not hurt. When set tan to pull it out, it was a bit difficult. dough rollers It turned out to be a nearly 4-inch splinter stuck in his chest just a few inches off the szívemtől ... To this day, has its place. Yeah, and Anything else, no, it was not blue inside.
Did I mention you, that I did not break into food storage. You can not. However, elsewhere ... I'm not proud of this made me. It also requires a bit of looking back, only to become a better picture, Dear Reader! One day, they brought in a new guy in a foster home. Was the same age as us, very sullen-faced, thin physique guy. It soon spread the news that he is certainly not a good guy. At this time I was already 14 years old. The guy is just so much. A group can not, but classmates and later became the best of friends. Krisztian, because that was his name, was not really a good guy. Despite the age of 14, he had more than 100 cases of police. To us, was just a corrective institute. Anyway, this is what is not good logic? A thoroughly
I do not know you, about you, but I'm glad the school start. Fewer children in the streets, if you are, you can go to a team. A little more free time for parents and so on. However, the cooling is also at this time. Fewer degrees, more women in the dress. I like it.
Not only were the food warehouse burglaries. Inside the castle area was also a TSA. And, at the same time was a long time ago, when we were there by then, a fence separated the nevelőotthontól. However, there was a couple of buildings, which represented the boundary. The building, which was a long and also vast operated offices, workshops and a grinder. Here, again, is a little explanation. If you do not know what a grinder: People Téglás also animal lived mostly hens. I had to give them something to eat. Let's say corn, which is also produced in the host. There are some animals who can not be grains dough rollers of maize, must be ground down. Here came into view of the mill! Corn, wheat and all grains to mill a large scale there.
Because I did not have you (Puffy's why they called?) Is a small physique guy, I was always the last everywhere. It was too good, no. It was a good one, as the first set off somewhere while I stayed back and discovered they were wrong, because what I got there, he had already performed the task can start and we can back to where I was also in the back. This is so, I can not understand was, but listen, read on and discover. We headed to the attic. In practice, it looked it was a little small ramp, which of course has been grouped in what, where, just that befértünk individually. The others dough rollers went ahead, I was the last to follow them. The attic was huge and almost completely dark powder, which is the grinding gear "came up." His eyes are hidden at the back of the loft mates and shouted out that: come, come, here we are. -I started out, this jumped out and everyone started throwing handfuls of Daraa, which was right above. In my eyes, the number of ears and all I got was full of dust. I did not see anything, just heard the röhögéseket and blindly tried to escape. But only once a thing has happened, no matter what anyone, especially not me: We've lost my leg through the ceiling, point the mill. Suddenly a light! Yelling! Panic! Then, someone downstairs, took my foot! Terribly scared the shit, but you can have your buddies as well. We heard from bottom to shout: eyes small thieves, I got you, cut off your legs, etc ... The great haste suddenly caught my buddies, and dragged out of the hole as we could, so we climbed down from the attic quickly dough rollers than ever before. A little later, of course, even when we were not so beszarva, a good laugh on the way down, but still can not forget the taste that was in my mouth when the corn meal, crushed brick, wheat semolina and loam with a bizarre taste, which yet it also came with a large dose of adrenaline.
TSA also court the next location. And workshop located next to the buildings, which were still owned by the foster home and the foster home also belonged specifically. Here were the maintainers. All kinds of equipment, work tools for carpentry, masonry stuff, but it all really. We, the boys, of course, when he could hang out there. They were the cool seasons, we helped where we could, and we enjoyed the situation. Once there was a construction site and have a big pile of gravel. I found a big, beautiful blue pebbles. I was wondering whether it is in, this is a beautiful blue-like outside? I took it as a mason's hammer and it was within my grasp the gravel, dough rollers I started dough rollers to break. Suddenly, I see that the governess ran up to me screaming to throw it out immediately and that is not to move my hand. I did not know what that is. When he got to me, tore my shirt buttons and then I already knew what had happened. I looked down at my sandals, which it was already covered in blood. In my chest, stood up for something hard enough and bleeding. It was a sliver of gravel. Interestingly, it did not hurt. When set tan to pull it out, it was a bit difficult. dough rollers It turned out to be a nearly 4-inch splinter stuck in his chest just a few inches off the szívemtől ... To this day, has its place. Yeah, and Anything else, no, it was not blue inside.
Did I mention you, that I did not break into food storage. You can not. However, elsewhere ... I'm not proud of this made me. It also requires a bit of looking back, only to become a better picture, Dear Reader! One day, they brought in a new guy in a foster home. Was the same age as us, very sullen-faced, thin physique guy. It soon spread the news that he is certainly not a good guy. At this time I was already 14 years old. The guy is just so much. A group can not, but classmates and later became the best of friends. Krisztian, because that was his name, was not really a good guy. Despite the age of 14, he had more than 100 cases of police. To us, was just a corrective institute. Anyway, this is what is not good logic? A thoroughly
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