A colleague of mine became a Zen in his corner office:
has put litter, rake and stones for his little thoughts Zen!
He put honey and cereal for his breakfast very Zen!
But sneaking around the corner I come as a grinder to scrap old, opened his mouth and gulp all the oatmeal that is sparingly Zen rancor.
But of course he is so Zen that takes patience ...
and forgive me!
One of my friend who had the sweaters they wore lilac regularly snack: two packages of crackers Doria. I regularly pinched the two packages and poor me sgrannocchiavo blessed them. And I offered them to him as well, and you fall for it every time: "I know I have the same snack," and I "crazy, you see cases of living." But those who wear lilac sweaters
, how could it ever get angry?
In the end I was a 'good classmate!
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