CHAPTER 2. We
2.Hoyos in the sand "We've lost," Matsuda said looking at the map. When Newton snatched it out of hand "How are we going to be lost? Two fucking days ago that we do not take a single crossing." Matsuda looked coldly: "Yet we lost. We should have arrived three hours at a gas station. Three hours would you say whores."
There was silence inside the van, only heard the crackling of the paper. "China's fucking right." Yet it is this kind of map that indicates how far stations whores? ". Matsuda blow his recovery from a map, which at the time was a long cylinder of paper for that hit Newton's head." Japanese, Persian lamb, I'm Japanese. And the road maps, especially in the desert, it is normal to the slightest reference to, as they are often completely empty landscapes where there is nothing to be guided. "
The van continued to sail out into nothing, crossing gray-edged stone that started the desert and lost in two perpendicular on the horizon.
Clarisse Arlton drove while still doing their Sudokus at his side. Behind Lou reading "another year of Quixote, fighting continued Matsuda with the map while still sleeping to Fishbourne. Newton did nothing.
Several holes appear in the back door dotting the interior. When a thunderous noise passes overhead and disappears into the distance.
"Wow." Newton was the first to realize what they have been scattered and that Fishburne will never wake up. "Sons of bitches. Since when does the military target practice with civilian vehicles?"
The van stopped on the dusty shoulder of the road and Arlton, slowly lower the vehicle, remove the body of Fishbourne and starts digging in the sand. If anything is clear is that the army does not use jet engine, who have been fired already done by just for fun.
not had a chance to take a shovel in the van. Neither profession was coming from experience when making holes. I had never worked for an undertaker, but more than once commanded them work.
Another hole, another death. Think Arlton. He hurt his old bones, old scars, while cava. But is he and only he who should do it. Because he created the group, with a goal as different from today that almost can not remember who took shortcuts on the way to end this way. How many times have you to mistake to end the other side?
Worst of all, it had made to the idea that any more of your guys die. For that calculated as each of his blows. So, if need be passed through a desert in search of a bank of a lonely old people. From the world so that nobody would suspect the vast amount of millions that a drug cartel had put there. They had been making those shots
for three years, but this was the second "unofficial." Almost all of them were excellent police or military, recruited for the Traveling Narcotics Group. Their work, move around the world robbing banks where drug cartels deposited their money is not laundered. Robbed them of billions a year, and banks could not even report the theft of money that, in principle, did not exist.
Everything was perfect, with the money they stole from drug dealers subsidize its operations, pay their salaries appealing and everything else (which was a lot) went to the high "instances." All content, minus the drug traffickers who were falling one by one. Yes, everything was perfect until politics entered the equation. Everything went to air, called heads, and as always, were the most expendable, the last in the queue. Theirs.
It was entirely predictable, expected and therefore studied. They went after them and found only smoke. Yet they saved the dirty work of destroying the information, names, account numbers, addresses ... This information was traveling with them, and used it more lucrative to their persecuted lives.
I always was the same, while burying one of their guys thought, helplessly, on the other. The beautiful redhead
Clarisse, always so secretive. A young eminence of medicine was well aware of any chemical compound, any medicine, because he had tried them all. He had managed to snag so many drugs that would be impossible to memorize them all and had earned extra money by selling their particular version of paradise and chemistry among their peers.
Lou, another promising young army. A true master of mechanics and computer science. In his twelve years came in the defense systems of any country like opening a refrigerator. At that same age was arrested after a police chase of three hours, attended by fifteen police vehicles and three helicopters. They were lucky to be out of gasoline. Was recruited by the army to enter the base memory of the other countries, but he kept going where he wanted. Then there was
Matsuda. Temperamentally unstable so that you never knew if he had raised with the left foot, with the right or to the head. For all purposes was a mystery how someone so hyper as she could, when he took his sniper rifle, reduce their breathing rate to near clinical death, get a pulse for a surgeon to kill and become almost a statue.
And finally there was the crazy Newton. The only one who did not come from any military, although the same place as the rest of the group: the prison. Newton began his promising pitching career manhole covers to the windows of supermarkets. Later he was to raise the bar and it was already stolen car which hit the armored moons of small banks and jewelers. After a few years state launched an ambitious tour of federal bank robbery. With just a old ford, a gun without bullets and a mask tube Pamela Anderson in check police around the country for two years. When we caught had not committed a single crime of blood, and as most of the money that was stolen was black money, it was able to report the theft of a small amount. He gladly returned multiplied by five, "the same number of years who was punished.
Arlton threw the shovel inside the van and went up to her. Nobody said anything, because there was nothing to say. After the sound of the ignition keys and a silent vibration the vehicle was launched. Well after a day
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Monday, December 25, 2006
Frigidaire Dishwasher Leaving Residue
...
other chapter, sign which was to continue. Weno here goes the first chapter in the message above is the prologue, if any despistadillo come now to read X_D.
PS: I also finished out of the oven, I'm going to the family meal todooos happy holiday!
------------------------------------------------ -----------------------------------------
CHAPTER 1.
was a beautiful day despite the sun quisera not show his face in the clouds. These however did want to reward the passers with a heavy rain that could not see more than two feet. Even had a cold for two pairs of balls, but that Joe did not care, was day film festival "And yet on wheels", and nothing could be bitter. Lucia rang the bell while looking nervously at the clock, when a female voice shouted in the mouth from the headset "I Waaaaaa." Joe was to be biting his nails were going to be late to one of the historical events of the century and her so happy, who could understand women?. At the end came down the stairs, as crazy as ever and jumped over him giving him a kiss. Stared at him "- How many shirts have Norrys Chuck? -" But there was no response, took her hand and ran towards the cinema. The everlasting
your pants short and shirt of The Chuck, his glasses fogged, his long brown hair and his bag full of comics jumping on his back;
She and her group of Japanese schoolgirl, the bag that fits over the back Puka and his short hair nuclear pink hovering over the face.
They were young, geeks, not a single euro, and loved dearly.
The rest did not matter, not the looks that way to him for being obese, by dressing and thinking differently. Far from it looks that way to her for wearing inappropriate clothing, inappropriate for wearing a hair, for having an inappropriate behavior. They were so different and so alike that the couple was clear that they were born to be together.
He was seventeen years old, short and somewhat stocky, and for a time was loaded with the looks that had made them both. Both people from the street as people in their own environment. Yes it was normal when she is dressed in costumes impossible, some with as little clothing that would not give a watch, some with many cachibaches, fittings and accessories that you could see only her eyes. When Joe, a day that could not but told him he could not bear to look at her all she just replied "So what you staring at them instead of my ?"... From that day had turned his gaze to the right place no matter what. She sen
change I was fifteen, although they drew up two heads of their partners and only one to Joe. Not once had asked the age at going into a nightclub, even in some of them had offered him work as a waitress, a dancer and other types of work which take the response was poor Joe's hand without the knowledge of anything, so you do not start to spin to his head and get out of the place with cool breeze. That will happen when they go into places of celebration of the self-styled "ordinary people."
But when he dressed for any character she really became her imaginary avatar. I was so happy these days that not even notice how people looked at her. So happy I could go down the street dressed as Princess Leia (slave version "as she called the costume) without talking to Joe that she felt identified with the objective of the middle of the street looks. Special mention to the subway ride from that day: The poor Joe was disguised Jabba'el Jat and she began to rehearse, under the astonished gaze of terror of all the people of the wagon-the scene where Princess Leia choked Jabba with chain ... nearly take Joe chained believing she was defending some aggression. When the two shot at a time "- Why God have not seen" Return of the Jedi? - "The two security officer left his head while two remained flat with Ensalle unable to hold back laughter.
And despite all that, today had tried to give the necessary importance to the happy festival of cinema in order to appease the ghosts that haunted them both. They met on stage when she was fourteen and twelve, was the final of disguises and the two were disguised as Son Goku, ended up sticking in front of all parents accused of having copied the costumes. The gift of the competition was so little that the two decided to give the humble lot of school, feeling the two winners forgot the fight as only children can do and they became inseparable. Years passed and at some point in their friendship became permanent, more gradually to be everything to each other.
But within one week of age would be as she would still be trapped in the fifteen years for seven months. They knew that nothing else happened that Lucy's father brought by the law among them by making life impossible until she turned eighteen. Even with all this trying to enjoy every moment without thinking about the future as near as frightening.
arrived in theaters, none of which not a single cast films als would see. Asked the ticket office and told to enter through the back door.
crossed a street dirtiest they had ever seen to reach the back gate. There was a crappy copy on yellow paper with the logo of Festibal attested. Entered the cold lobby where a rotting wooden staircases descended to get lost in the dark. Down with all the care that might think that any moment the ladder was going to give, but did not happen and after a few minutes they had had their prize: A double door open inviting the visitor to pass it at some point must have be a glamorous movie theater. On the walls of it yet gleamed yellow signs of the last films shown. Porn movies were all black and white so it was not hard to deduce that what had been some illegal porn movies of the era of censorship.
Across the room was about thirty people charlavan strongly about the wisdom or otherwise of the chosen films. It was the third year of celebrating the festival "And even with wheels" in cheese cult films cast from the 50 in which they showed how they thought things would be like in 2000. In those movies most of the streets were littered with tin robots, buildings that were lost beyond the nines and flying vehicles. After twenty minutes of the second projection, a terrible shock caused most of the audience silent and of the seats, then a second shock still was even stronger than a shower of dust over their heads and silent and when all was dark, only heard people screaming in fear. Joe and Lucy
embraced in that perpetual darkness, each praying that nothing happens to the other.
other chapter, sign which was to continue. Weno here goes the first chapter in the message above is the prologue, if any despistadillo come now to read X_D.
PS: I also finished out of the oven, I'm going to the family meal todooos happy holiday!
------------------------------------------------ -----------------------------------------
CHAPTER 1.
was a beautiful day despite the sun quisera not show his face in the clouds. These however did want to reward the passers with a heavy rain that could not see more than two feet. Even had a cold for two pairs of balls, but that Joe did not care, was day film festival "And yet on wheels", and nothing could be bitter. Lucia rang the bell while looking nervously at the clock, when a female voice shouted in the mouth from the headset "I Waaaaaa." Joe was to be biting his nails were going to be late to one of the historical events of the century and her so happy, who could understand women?. At the end came down the stairs, as crazy as ever and jumped over him giving him a kiss. Stared at him "- How many shirts have Norrys Chuck? -" But there was no response, took her hand and ran towards the cinema. The everlasting
your pants short and shirt of The Chuck, his glasses fogged, his long brown hair and his bag full of comics jumping on his back;
She and her group of Japanese schoolgirl, the bag that fits over the back Puka and his short hair nuclear pink hovering over the face.
They were young, geeks, not a single euro, and loved dearly.
The rest did not matter, not the looks that way to him for being obese, by dressing and thinking differently. Far from it looks that way to her for wearing inappropriate clothing, inappropriate for wearing a hair, for having an inappropriate behavior. They were so different and so alike that the couple was clear that they were born to be together.
He was seventeen years old, short and somewhat stocky, and for a time was loaded with the looks that had made them both. Both people from the street as people in their own environment. Yes it was normal when she is dressed in costumes impossible, some with as little clothing that would not give a watch, some with many cachibaches, fittings and accessories that you could see only her eyes. When Joe, a day that could not but told him he could not bear to look at her all she just replied "So what you staring at them instead of my ?"... From that day had turned his gaze to the right place no matter what. She sen
change I was fifteen, although they drew up two heads of their partners and only one to Joe. Not once had asked the age at going into a nightclub, even in some of them had offered him work as a waitress, a dancer and other types of work which take the response was poor Joe's hand without the knowledge of anything, so you do not start to spin to his head and get out of the place with cool breeze. That will happen when they go into places of celebration of the self-styled "ordinary people."
But when he dressed for any character she really became her imaginary avatar. I was so happy these days that not even notice how people looked at her. So happy I could go down the street dressed as Princess Leia (slave version "as she called the costume) without talking to Joe that she felt identified with the objective of the middle of the street looks. Special mention to the subway ride from that day: The poor Joe was disguised Jabba'el Jat and she began to rehearse, under the astonished gaze of terror of all the people of the wagon-the scene where Princess Leia choked Jabba with chain ... nearly take Joe chained believing she was defending some aggression. When the two shot at a time "- Why God have not seen" Return of the Jedi? - "The two security officer left his head while two remained flat with Ensalle unable to hold back laughter.
And despite all that, today had tried to give the necessary importance to the happy festival of cinema in order to appease the ghosts that haunted them both. They met on stage when she was fourteen and twelve, was the final of disguises and the two were disguised as Son Goku, ended up sticking in front of all parents accused of having copied the costumes. The gift of the competition was so little that the two decided to give the humble lot of school, feeling the two winners forgot the fight as only children can do and they became inseparable. Years passed and at some point in their friendship became permanent, more gradually to be everything to each other.
But within one week of age would be as she would still be trapped in the fifteen years for seven months. They knew that nothing else happened that Lucy's father brought by the law among them by making life impossible until she turned eighteen. Even with all this trying to enjoy every moment without thinking about the future as near as frightening.
arrived in theaters, none of which not a single cast films als would see. Asked the ticket office and told to enter through the back door.
crossed a street dirtiest they had ever seen to reach the back gate. There was a crappy copy on yellow paper with the logo of Festibal attested. Entered the cold lobby where a rotting wooden staircases descended to get lost in the dark. Down with all the care that might think that any moment the ladder was going to give, but did not happen and after a few minutes they had had their prize: A double door open inviting the visitor to pass it at some point must have be a glamorous movie theater. On the walls of it yet gleamed yellow signs of the last films shown. Porn movies were all black and white so it was not hard to deduce that what had been some illegal porn movies of the era of censorship.
Across the room was about thirty people charlavan strongly about the wisdom or otherwise of the chosen films. It was the third year of celebrating the festival "And even with wheels" in cheese cult films cast from the 50 in which they showed how they thought things would be like in 2000. In those movies most of the streets were littered with tin robots, buildings that were lost beyond the nines and flying vehicles. After twenty minutes of the second projection, a terrible shock caused most of the audience silent and of the seats, then a second shock still was even stronger than a shower of dust over their heads and silent and when all was dark, only heard people screaming in fear. Joe and Lucy
embraced in that perpetual darkness, each praying that nothing happens to the other.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Amount Of Fencing For Largest Area
Another attempt.
Well here goes another try for my collection of unfinished books, is the beginning of my book about Zombies. He's finished out of the oven, anyone put off by the faults X_D ... Yes
long ago that I passed by to tell you something, maybe it had nothing to tell or maybe it's because I'm mu dog n_nU
LIVING.
Prologue. Tens of inert arms
hit the battered door making it shake like a leaf in the wind, on the other side of it frantically beat Owen gun magazine as she watched the door hinges were down millimeter by millimeter under the brutal blows of his hungry pursuers.
In the small bathroom light dislumbrava only the eyes of Ifi, because there was not a single window, she was writhing in pain in the filthy bathtub while what remained of her world falling apart around. Not even a fever that corroded like fire all his being unaware of the fate that had pursued them, relentless, cruel and relentless hard for seven years. In another life
Owen would not have hesitated to shoot through the door to kill his pursuers, but things had long since had ceased to be so easy. If shooting at the door of the holes that let it appear printed nervous fingers poking and making them larger, leaving skin and ligaments in the attempt, but that did not hecharía back in his endeavor. Then the fingers crippled and wiring is full of splinters under nails, skin and tendons pass into his hands would stop cold and white as chalk. Only seconds custión would see their desperate hands clawed the air, trying to trap them and in a few seconds would be inside.
It was Owen's imagination that dictated what would happen if he was shooting at the door, Owen never had imagination, he was a calculator with surgical precision military batteries. If I knew it was because he had witnessed in this world is learning from mistakes, that particular error cost three lives.
door endure only two minutes at most, given the Ifi gun from his backpack and pulled out the last grenade. The girl smiled sadly when he saw a sun drawn on it with lipstick, the next jolt to the door he wiped the smile and made you shake the gun in his hand.
Owen left the grenade in the other corner of the small room, take off the ring and jumped on Ifi in the tub, which could only say "son you mad ...?" before the impact of its non-EXHIBITIONS-shrapnel hit them like a giant hammer. The small wall of the tub absorbed all the shrapnel, but the blow of deep explosive sound and dizzy and had left a high-pitched ringing in the ears that threatened to burst the eardrums ... You cough up, dizzy and deaf from all the smoke and dust had lifted the explosion, among all this madness a hand hold on the throat of Ifi and yellow teeth appeared between the gray nuve front of her ... It was not even aware that was happening or where it was, not even that he had stolen gun ... A faint light appeared from the smoke, as if within the dust cloud had burst a storm. Unbeknownst
was freed from the hands that were trapped and those jaws of nightmare. She felt like throwing her and lifted her and then throw it on the floor like a billiard ball. Just a few feet slid across the floor, enough room to change ... The cuts he received in such a short journey made her awakening from the shock of the explosion and saw on the ground that he had drawn the line between the dust covered the floor. Owen was released through the small hole in the wall made by the grenade, even smoke coming from the same ... Beyond the buzz of the head began to hear a faint popping like gunshots not recognized until after a few seconds at last it came to be herself, even with the terrible mouth sores . Through
A hole appeared backpack falling on the foot of Ifi, at that time realized that the hole was too small to Owen and his whole world came crashing down ... Left alone in a few seconds and it would go through that hole though tubieran to leave the arms in the process. He looked around, was a study with a small window through which we could see the few stars that were left in this world show damn. A good choice of not being on the fourth floor. No, do not expect his death and that of Owen with his arms folded, opened the bag and pulled out a double-barreled shotgun and a short-handled ax, took no more ammunition that the two bullets that had the gun. There would be time to recharge.
decision opened the door, but with half open eyes and biting her lips. Stepped into the hall and saw all the living had accumulated in front of the next room, pushing each other, taking bites and claw the air. It was as if those beings tubieran rabies dogs anxiety mixed with brutal of junkie. Desperately needed to kill a sick and nobody knew why. He got a yard of them gunpoint you up and head bolus, not without a remote sense of guilt. Being not stopped, none had died from a gunshot to the head, this was not going to be different and she knew it, fired the second shot to the face of another member who had turned and without looking back then started running towards the study. He heard the still many steps and realized that he no longer heard gunshots, but did not want to think about it.
entered the studio, ordered the backpack of a kick to the other room and then went behind her through the hole, felt like a hand came to violently wrest a lock hair, but not detubo. Owen was engaged in a frantic fight against three of them had metal baton that he kept at bay but you would never be able to get rid of them. The girl throws the ax catches Owen with pinpoint accuracy and then began to strike blows with both hands. The brutal combination of ax and the club pays off quickly neutralizing the three attackers. Nothing can kill, but head and arms are not more dangerous than a teddy bear.
The first of the beings who try to cross the small hole receives two cutaway shots of the Ifi who had had time to reload.
leave the room and get into that of front, at last!, a double bedroom. You know you have to do. Ifi makes the door hard on his shoulders as he takes a kind of gray Pastelín and paste on the board of the door, beginning to shake under the blows of his pursuers. Then taken out a lighter and sets fire to grayish matter for a few moments to remove ADVANTAGE Owen sliding windows and release the enormous double mattress by the window opening. Ifi when dropped unconscious by the fiber, yet the putty had been solidified and these things still take about two or three hours to pass through the door. When that happened would be launched through the window, if they fell on the mattress would live, but die. Either of the two options was a good ending compared to that which is waiting behind that door.
Owen plays the girl's face and realizes that if you do not get drugs fast, when the door opens and there she died.
Well here goes another try for my collection of unfinished books, is the beginning of my book about Zombies. He's finished out of the oven, anyone put off by the faults X_D ... Yes
long ago that I passed by to tell you something, maybe it had nothing to tell or maybe it's because I'm mu dog n_nU
LIVING.
Prologue. Tens of inert arms
hit the battered door making it shake like a leaf in the wind, on the other side of it frantically beat Owen gun magazine as she watched the door hinges were down millimeter by millimeter under the brutal blows of his hungry pursuers.
In the small bathroom light dislumbrava only the eyes of Ifi, because there was not a single window, she was writhing in pain in the filthy bathtub while what remained of her world falling apart around. Not even a fever that corroded like fire all his being unaware of the fate that had pursued them, relentless, cruel and relentless hard for seven years. In another life
Owen would not have hesitated to shoot through the door to kill his pursuers, but things had long since had ceased to be so easy. If shooting at the door of the holes that let it appear printed nervous fingers poking and making them larger, leaving skin and ligaments in the attempt, but that did not hecharía back in his endeavor. Then the fingers crippled and wiring is full of splinters under nails, skin and tendons pass into his hands would stop cold and white as chalk. Only seconds custión would see their desperate hands clawed the air, trying to trap them and in a few seconds would be inside.
It was Owen's imagination that dictated what would happen if he was shooting at the door, Owen never had imagination, he was a calculator with surgical precision military batteries. If I knew it was because he had witnessed in this world is learning from mistakes, that particular error cost three lives.
door endure only two minutes at most, given the Ifi gun from his backpack and pulled out the last grenade. The girl smiled sadly when he saw a sun drawn on it with lipstick, the next jolt to the door he wiped the smile and made you shake the gun in his hand.
Owen left the grenade in the other corner of the small room, take off the ring and jumped on Ifi in the tub, which could only say "son you mad ...?" before the impact of its non-EXHIBITIONS-shrapnel hit them like a giant hammer. The small wall of the tub absorbed all the shrapnel, but the blow of deep explosive sound and dizzy and had left a high-pitched ringing in the ears that threatened to burst the eardrums ... You cough up, dizzy and deaf from all the smoke and dust had lifted the explosion, among all this madness a hand hold on the throat of Ifi and yellow teeth appeared between the gray nuve front of her ... It was not even aware that was happening or where it was, not even that he had stolen gun ... A faint light appeared from the smoke, as if within the dust cloud had burst a storm. Unbeknownst
was freed from the hands that were trapped and those jaws of nightmare. She felt like throwing her and lifted her and then throw it on the floor like a billiard ball. Just a few feet slid across the floor, enough room to change ... The cuts he received in such a short journey made her awakening from the shock of the explosion and saw on the ground that he had drawn the line between the dust covered the floor. Owen was released through the small hole in the wall made by the grenade, even smoke coming from the same ... Beyond the buzz of the head began to hear a faint popping like gunshots not recognized until after a few seconds at last it came to be herself, even with the terrible mouth sores . Through
A hole appeared backpack falling on the foot of Ifi, at that time realized that the hole was too small to Owen and his whole world came crashing down ... Left alone in a few seconds and it would go through that hole though tubieran to leave the arms in the process. He looked around, was a study with a small window through which we could see the few stars that were left in this world show damn. A good choice of not being on the fourth floor. No, do not expect his death and that of Owen with his arms folded, opened the bag and pulled out a double-barreled shotgun and a short-handled ax, took no more ammunition that the two bullets that had the gun. There would be time to recharge.
decision opened the door, but with half open eyes and biting her lips. Stepped into the hall and saw all the living had accumulated in front of the next room, pushing each other, taking bites and claw the air. It was as if those beings tubieran rabies dogs anxiety mixed with brutal of junkie. Desperately needed to kill a sick and nobody knew why. He got a yard of them gunpoint you up and head bolus, not without a remote sense of guilt. Being not stopped, none had died from a gunshot to the head, this was not going to be different and she knew it, fired the second shot to the face of another member who had turned and without looking back then started running towards the study. He heard the still many steps and realized that he no longer heard gunshots, but did not want to think about it.
entered the studio, ordered the backpack of a kick to the other room and then went behind her through the hole, felt like a hand came to violently wrest a lock hair, but not detubo. Owen was engaged in a frantic fight against three of them had metal baton that he kept at bay but you would never be able to get rid of them. The girl throws the ax catches Owen with pinpoint accuracy and then began to strike blows with both hands. The brutal combination of ax and the club pays off quickly neutralizing the three attackers. Nothing can kill, but head and arms are not more dangerous than a teddy bear.
The first of the beings who try to cross the small hole receives two cutaway shots of the Ifi who had had time to reload.
leave the room and get into that of front, at last!, a double bedroom. You know you have to do. Ifi makes the door hard on his shoulders as he takes a kind of gray Pastelín and paste on the board of the door, beginning to shake under the blows of his pursuers. Then taken out a lighter and sets fire to grayish matter for a few moments to remove ADVANTAGE Owen sliding windows and release the enormous double mattress by the window opening. Ifi when dropped unconscious by the fiber, yet the putty had been solidified and these things still take about two or three hours to pass through the door. When that happened would be launched through the window, if they fell on the mattress would live, but die. Either of the two options was a good ending compared to that which is waiting behind that door.
Owen plays the girl's face and realizes that if you do not get drugs fast, when the door opens and there she died.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)