Ca State Real Estate Exam

Limitations of civil order and the democacia

The citizen participation I have lived all their magical splendor, I have gone through all the possible initiation rites, I agreed with what institution and public order have been in front, I mean: I got married, I reproduced, I made a college graduate I insert in three years even, but I bought 5 cars in my life at different times, I started a room, an office, an office, have been unionized, have been employed and have received federal government square of the wages of a physician, I was president box in any electoral process, I belonged to any religious group, I have receipt of fees, which of course should I replace them because I spend all by filling the wrong ... Christmas tree and put it in the supermarket or outside restaurants if I am asked to fill out forms fill them.

has helped me not a damn putisimo all that, only the part that it is not the laws I work for my happiness, the rest is pure crap ...

documentillo If I miss a fucking make me go round and round, to the finance desk employee told me yesterday: "We must ahcer things right"

Poor me, perhaps MOURN, or maybe .. nise or maybe nothing ... bah
take 4 months without pay, not pay us in my work and each year we run and we re hired, and that we belong to the federal government ... the bank asks me IFE credential in order to make any movement, the credit card I could not enlist in the cashier not I read it and already taxed ...

know thanks!

tienene not mature for a person like me.




I'd like to send sincere praise and estrechones muchisismas hands with people, especially the ordinary people who help me in secular life, everyday life, thanks to the corrupt cops that for a few pesos and bribed putisima book the justice of this country full of idiots asshole rule, thanks to the pact of silence of so-called democracy that only requires voter putisima to meet our civic damaged, all the morons who go to massive teibols Sports Palace thank you for getting into that bag of manure that is his life and stray away from me.


I'm happy if the taxi driver take me home half drunk and I do not steal, if not flabby Donita pushed into the subway only to crush malgeniudo your fat ass in the seats, thanks to all the ball naquitos whose humor only is to humiliate and degrade ... felicez are superficial in dealing with a grudge and envy.

Sorry I do not like you and I suspect it will be reciprocal. Do not wait to bitterness and frustration I win .... I leave you and I dedicate my mini just world.

bah ...

lie ... fit buscare morning smile and try to show enthusiasm when you see their faces whores talk about foot ball, video games, or if their grandmothers died.

Y. ... I think that I work out for good ... Yesterday I turned off the jeep in the middle of a big street, and amid the danger of collision, I just worried that the police did not come to extortion.

Heidegger, Verdi, Shakespeare, Lineo, Pascal ....

anyone ....

help! Ja ja




and I got good
I woke up at 5 am to prepare my resume, and I'm happy being me.

No matter who has to live with everyone else.

SO WE HUMANS.

VERE AS ME AND VA IN THE NEXT YEAR PERIOD.


ALL
pdt WHAT DO I DO WITH POWER, STRENGTH AND DETERMINATION ...
THE LIFE OF EVERY DAY IS BLESSED AND COMMITMENT
CHILDREN AND PEOPLE WHO WANT MY BASE ARE ALSO SIGN
apologize and
BACK MY STEPS ARE MADE TO ENJOY THE THINGS AND LARA

LARALAI


LAI AND ME THE PAY. He considered dangerous

miss not having a weapon, a bat a 22 caliber pistol or a very sharp knife Siple, but so salt? Down the street, thinking about the 22 gauge that was legal and you could? As simply hurt someone without kill him. I woke bath é, made some coffee ... listening to Paganini I dry the hair, the yard was wet from rain the night sky above clear blue by a broom invisible, as this filthy town of miserable shit sweepers cleaned uniform dress with reflective tape that will not flatten drunk in his fast cars

Styrofoam Wedding Cake San Diego

The best of all possible worlds we've ever dreamed he teaches

By Alex Fdz G



When I left home in the middle of the street, a school bus was diverted by alleged activists who claimed their rights, the protesters had blocked the streets and marched in protest for a Míting in the streets.



Like other times I thought that if I sneak in the crowd could follow my path taken by the current for a few blocks and arrive at my destination.

Everything ran

calm, no shouting or slogans organized a silent march seemed the only thing that bothered me is that everyone was holding hands.



So taken from the hands of other marchers pretended a little more until a repulsive smell made me turn to my fellow revolt.



Santa Maria la Ribera! It was a march of zombies, all panting disorganized, their semi purulent spit and pissed organs are exposed and sunning in the middle of a lovely evening though totally abhorrent.



For fear of awakening their appetite (and justifiably had more fear that insurance were very hungry, it took all afternoon to demonstrators), I managed to go unnoticed among them, as was seen in a movie if you acted dragging their feet and waved his hands clawing the air as you confused with a of them, and that I did.



As soon as a cloud of flies swirling in ahujereada bald head and my companion on the left, the right one was gone, I realized that I be holding his hand loose from his body hanging from the other serving all toy next to a naughty zombie Chihuahua puppy that someone had brought to Míting. Impossible



parade and agony of nonsense or that RIEF, some headless zombies confused direction and collided with them to lock themselves in a maze of bodies inadvertent ... other more astute zombies stopped at the post of snacks and without much commotion, called 200 quesadillas all brains.



Finally we reached the destination, which was a specially designated public place for rallies, he was the leader zombie (maybe a former union boss) who took the floor, the square, which facilitates the government to citizens that request, was literally packed.







"we are tired urrggg Ñammm of injustice, lack of respect and abuse of Nuestrso zombiens brothers here and around the world ... ñammm gluii Ghul ... "exclaimed



the late and former fine gentleman now without the fixed jaw, but holding and moving up and down by hand to achieve a kind of ventriloquism with his own head, obviously the other hand holding the microphone.









"huuuuaaarghhhhh" rested with his moans of other former citizens ... "arghh NMAA ñmamm"



Some militants had begun to despair and looked to the police with suspicion, but as a reporter and photographer spent seemed more desperate ... I guess that in the brain shortage of officers, a significant period but rather a sickly delicacy dish of brains at last. But, and that I had not been identified to me? I do not know ... .. DO NOT BE .. Anyway ... that was telling? Mmm .. if it has Volume place then ... another speaker, it seems that another life was bedete or lady of the show as her big boobs had not lost volume or firmness, the plastic implants take at least 500 years in recycling, she already knew and elasticity live up to a podium.



"ÑAMMM by zombies and the dead and undead, and by the animated corpses and dead bodies ... we are fed up glluuu use us with such contempt in his films, in video games on their cell phones and all the merchandising logic, with no respect what we are ... we were once human, and we want to be treated with DigIn .. ñammm GLUU ....





"huuuuaaarghhhhh" returning to support their moans of other former citizens ... "arghh NMAA ñmamm"



While most looked to lie elsewhere swayed drooling.





Finally the day's agenda was closed, had discussed all issues, there was a small scuffle with scratches and wails when a speaker's words confundiendio said



Today "brains" zombie pride day ...





Another issue I remember was that of his new social nomeclatura:



dead person with special skills
People
undead in hunger
brains
compulsive eaters without vital signs



finally returns home safe and sound, the zombies returned to their crypts and cemeteries, Some slept under bridges and other stunt work in horror films, I think it was a nice day, many people who had known could see, as in a meeting re school. All right, there was a covenant not creneana tasting for the day, I liked everything except the applause, because his hands were wormy sounds horrendous when they gave standing ovations, sounded like two octopuses beat in your ears wet.



Times had changed, sociedadades organized in different tasks that are divided according to their abilities and no one was unhappy, zombies and respect gained ground, especially in job performance difficult or dangerous, there was much demand for difficult experiments with explosives or extreme conditions, also work under water or use night shifts had more than 348 hours in a very short time, this world would be the best of all worlds we have ever dreamed possible. He considered dangerous

miss not having a weapon, a bat a 22 caliber pistol or a very sharp knife Siple, but so salt? Down the street, thinking about the 22 gauge that was legal and you could? As simply hurt someone without kill him. I woke bath é, made some coffee ... listening to Paganini I dry the hair, the yard was wet with rain at night, up a clear blue sky invisible broom, as this filthy town of miserable shit sweepers cleaned uniform dress with reflective tape that will not flatten drunk in his fast cars