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Breakdance

Methone The imposing figure towering over them like an ominous shadow arose to obscure the sun.
- Do not kill, Methone! We will do what you ask - Undelrod said, a little blond and cute.
- Yes, we do! - Echoed Sandestalt, tall and blond bad.
- Shit, why not? - Kalmstagh nodded, without description.
- will be best for you! - Methone thundered, raising his fists to the sky, fists as big as watermelons and much, much harder and certainly the most bloodthirsty of watermelons, which usually do not care about blood. - I want to see the three of you do! - Then roared. - NOW! HERE! - Boomed again. That's it.
- And let's do it, come on, what does it cost? We always do. Only this time there is' I'm looking giant - Kalmstagh whispered.
- You're right - Sandestalt said.
- You're right to say who is right - Undelrod said. - Besides, we like to do it, no?
- Yes - Sandestalt said.
- It is true - confirmed Kalmstagh.
- So, do it! - Said the impatient reader.
- OK, let's do it - then said Sandestalt.
- Okay - said Kalmstagh.
- Okay - said Undelrod.
The three smiled with a wink. Undelrod turned on the portable CD player and the notes of a song hip hop scattered in the clear air of the cold winter afternoon.
They began to dance breakdance and they were indeed pretty good.
- How beautiful, how nice - thundered Methone, which was not able to say anything in normal tone, it also sometimes in embarrassing situations. When he saw
Kalmstagh rotate fast on the back, the giant could no longer resist and had to masturbate.
- Yes! YES! - Roared. His hand was spinning as propelled by rockets, and soon a wisp of smoke began to rise from it.
- GODO! - Roared.
The three found themselves floundering in a pool of semen sticky and yellowish. Spitting and coughing were able to stand up and thanked the task with a giant bow.
- You did well! - Thundered the immodest titan. - But you must die! - Boomed again, indicating Sandestalt.
- But .. but ... but why ...- groaned as the unfortunate.
- You said "VEGETABLES"! I hate vegetables!
- No, not true! I never said "vegetables."
- Yes, You said, you said now, you can not deny!
- So you're just a bastard! - Undelrod exploded.
- Oh, give me the BASTARD! So even YOU DIE! - Thundered the bastard. I hope that I have heard.
Methone began to advance menacingly towards the two innocent scapegoats of his unhappy childhood and would certainly have killed them, if at that point Kalmstagh had not had an idea.
rekindled portable player again and began to spin very fast on the back.
- AaaaAAAAHHH! - Thundered Methone: could not resist, it was too exciting. He had to masturbate again. And every time the giant ended, Kalmstagh started again, it was not until Methone masturbated to death.
The three looked at the giant dead.
- What a fool - said Kalmstagh. Then
Sandestalt Undelrod and gave him many pats on the back, then lifted him into the air cheering.
- We were saved because of you! Kalmstagh Viva! - Rejoiced in unison. - You did a great job, even if you have no description.
- not the description that is important - Kalmstagh said.
- No? And what then?
- Boh! - Kalmstagh concluded. And laughing merrily went.

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Kalahari

Kinino Albino landed on the planet with its varied galatticottero on the surface of the Kalahari, the planet of opposites. Immediately a small crowd of
Kalahariani he was around.
- Hi, I'm Indifferent - said one, looking in every pocket of Kinino. - What have you got there? Who are you? Where are you from? Why? Eh?
- Hey! They are friendly. Why do not you get up from my balls?
- Hello, I am Granmemoria. Um, what was I saying?
- I am Belleparole, inmerdato rotten bastard's face and fart!
- I am Nonviolent. - Kinino stepped back just in time to avoid a flurry of punches. In doing so he noticed behind him a Kalahari that he stood apart, silent, with bowed head.
- And who is that?
- It is called outgoing. He's always like that. I do not understand. There are so many things to do, so many things to talk about, different experience. Maybe he had a difficult childhood, or maybe ... who knows. Well, today is still a beautiful day. On days like this I like to go fishing. We're going to fish more, me and my friends. Then light a good fire, and roast sausages ugun beautiful. Mmmmm ... is a habit that we as a boy ... I remember when ...
- Stop, Silence! - Patient snapped. You do not understand that we can not anymore?
- Come on, calm down - he said Nervous.

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The Best

We must move forward, even if you do not feel like even if you do not know or understand more, we must go forward, forward, forward. What is this? Life? What is this? What does this mean? Something brought me here, I do not know what it was or why. But now I feel this body. This mind. Now I'm here at the center of this network of perceptions. The existing penetrates the limits of my conscience and in my experience becomes. But after a little more does not match with himself. The center wheel, wheel.

Shit.

Do you understand?

Damn, here we must organize a bit ', but go ahead. Look, you're reduced to one sucks.

As one sucks?

Start by giving yourself a worsted. To ', here's a brush. Close the collar. Tighten the knot to tie ... quiet, you do not need that you choke. On a beautiful smile. Time: I can do it.

I can do it.

With that voice? Come on, a bit 'conviction.

I can do it.

course you can. Come on, walk. Erected. Erect and elastic. Walk, walk. Straight, straight. But relaxed. Hanging on your bones like a shirt hanging from a coat hanger. No need to go ... ... elastic tension. Well. Time: I'm the best.

are the best.

Stronger, looking straight ahead of you. Erected. Elastic.

are the BEST!

If we do not consider me, of course.

are also better than you, asshole.

My god, I've created a monster. Okay, look, that's enough evidence.

I say so when's it. Because, you see, I can do it. I'm the best. You said it yourself, right?

But do not take much to cuore.Non is that it is so important. There are other things in life, there is art ... music, say, literature ... and the contemplation of nature, why not? Sex. One can not sit there all day to think he can do it because it is the best.

Bullshit. Now you walk.

If you insist ...

you drive, you have no rhythm.

No, man. They are resilient, and I have the pace even in the most minute subdivisions of the tiniest cells in my left big toe. So walking down the best.

No, so walking down the best. Look.

But go there, you're clumsy, awkward and pompous. You are quite ridiculous if you ask me. Yes I walk well, and my movements are fluid ... look around me with as much fluency and grasp an object seen ...? This is class. To find out what it means to look in the dictionary, but look at mine, that your not there.

Sure, it's class. Second class. Class, with the jet attached to the ear. You should only watch and learn, but no, you're too attached to your delusions of grandeur. I tried to help, but your stubbornness unexpectedly brought you from day to day closer to the abyss, and now not enough that a step to precipitate. I did everything I could, I can not any more, and even if I could not do it. For you it's time to meet your destiny. And now ... goodbye.

Look, a spider!

Where?

(quickly expanded his tie, unbuttoning the collar and uncombed)

We must move forward, even if you no longer want, even if ...

Yes, tell me.