The long weekend is now in full swing and summer give its death throes with mercury as an equalizer diamantes jump up and down. Last week's cold made me realize that shorts and short sleeved just to be functional in the far north. The downside of winter come, the days become grayer but different autumn colors make the journey downhill nature more durable. The nice cuddly sweaters and sickle bush fires with a small red sweet miracle of Allesverloren in a glass, touch events to look forward to.
The turning of the season unfortunately brings other problems before. The thing about the clothes and the shoes. I used my theory about the three parts of a man's brain in my blog introduced, but today I realized that the guy who evasgeslag the brain in two regions mapped, was not too far off. He claimed that the moan-/nag-/teem-/druppende kraangebied a reasonable percentage of the primitive female brain would make. It was able to survive in such terrible conditions prehistoric. (I believe it is a reasonable inference one can make because there have never been any occurs where ancient civilizations unearthed any sign of full garbage bags in the kosmaakarea found is not) I think that new research can be done on the ultimate extinction of the amazons. Maybe they suffocate under all their household garbage because no man in sight to the bags to carry.
Similarly, before all my female acquaintances their tails in a swirl gets, I just get the record straight here and my bride (mevnel) not as a share in her brain. diamantes Her part that looks so much the part again and again and again and again asked. (No harm in dat)
Today I had the trip to another mall experienced. At first I thought it a good go window shopping trip where we take turns in what stores we hang around. It usually works that way. Edgars, Cape Union Mart, Woolies, Due South, Identity, Fascination Books, Young Designers Emporium, Mr Price Sport, Mr Price Home, Game, Foshini etc., etc., etc., etc.. So we play the tennis of mall visits.
The trip was one where hunted for the perfect boots to get. I realize that the measure brain theory worked out here Honestly the nail on the head. (A spykerhakkie) My two princesses and the queen of the house, all three loves footwear. If they go to a Jimmy Choo creation stare I know that I already knew it before. It was Jacques diamantes van Deventer's eyes as he spoke of John Deere, or Hans Labuschagne as he babbled about his Bonsai's, or Jaco van den Heever as he thought of the hunt. (I have that exact drawing on my pickups also seen in the mirrors in the showcase of Cape Union Mart's best snygoed) It looks as if the trio of Bentley Manor on a trip as they have different shoes jogging. I just themselves struggling to understand it, but I begrudge it to them. For me just as nice a pantjieswinkel or a second-hand bookshop loitering.
Shoes have a lot of guys got into trouble. Actually there are only two reasons why shoes a man in trouble diamantes can get. Whether he bought the wrong shoes, or the shoes in his car does not belong to his wife. I have one night beside a fire out when one of the big mouths about how he and his wife one evening driving back from a wedding or other. Way, while driving, dropped his mansjetknoop along the seat and he put his left hand under the seat in order to pick it up. To his shock he felt a very elegant high heel shoe. He works steadily guy here to the doorway and picked him unmarked on the right. Very discreet when he makes his window because he supposedly once again breath of fresh air in the car would get. With a joint pass that Joost van der Westhuizen would jealous hakgedierte disappear in the bushes along the highway. Ta sat back nice and breathe a sigh of relief. When they came home and his wife woke up from the long aandpad, I do not think there would be a machine that limits the adrenaline in the blood stream could measure when she told him that her feet are still sore from the dancing and that he please her shoes under the seat must not bring.
Do not think I have anything to complain. No, I support just an observation. Diamonds are certainly out of reach for my wife along to buy, but I think I have more than one point going to score if I have the right pair of shoes on Mother's Day can hide in the grocery cupboard. (For men who plan to any of my two daughters to date, I can probably only one word so that the guys who use the internet for blogs to read, after all, a good start will have. The code word SHOES)
My bride has the most beautiful feet I have a wife saw (a fine number 5). She has an aristocratic bridge toes like bicycles cheerleaders dance as she
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