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November 12th, 2008 in (Blow of face)

While reading last Thursday evening this ticket of my blonde girlfriend Ratounette, came to me the idea of telling you in my turn what has tendency to exasperate me intensely, in our jungle the city.

Then yes, above all, as many, dog's excrement, I leave you the pleasure of reading or of rereading what said about it the irritating of the top. Personally, I detest the dogs, I am afraid there already and then I find this d gueu (I am going not to make that friends on this blow but ok, I cope), this does the nose in the excrement, this sniffs all street corners and then this comes to make you a kiss of death: desolate I can not. But ok, me respects and is perfectly possible understand that the dogs are faithful friends (more than some men undoubtedly) and all that sort of thing. But as city-dweller and MOM: I cannot any more there to practice the giant slalom on the Parisian streets, even if, I want to signal it, I find that there is  of the best  (oula I go extremely) there for some time. Especially when on top of that, you trainez a piplette who all metres fifty, goes out to you  ah it is excrement this sorry mom it is not well sorry!?  ". not my darling, advance now.. 

Ratounette is therefore specialist of rows with landlord of dogs, I still do not have this rope in my arch, undoubtedly because unfortunately (or fortunately), I cross practically never crado landlord to whom I will be able to dangle one  and me if I come to make my popo to you this bothers you not?  . I play in another category, with zhom besides, but our technology differs, I am going to explain you.

I attack therefore the drivers of car infoutus to stop in pedestrian crossings to let me through. My weapon? It is simple all that I have to hand, this begins of course with the handbag (just needs not to have forgotten to close it, sorry not only for pickpocket therefore), but also the umbrella, and even once, and this was worth me a marvellous  kes your silly bitch??  of whom I am not not much proud, my caddy (space I specify). Yeah. Because you are going to me not to make swallow that the guys who charge down with one fields of vision of at least 100 metres on my pedestrian crossing at the bottom of at home and that I am there, with my pushchair which shows almost, a kid and her scooter, you are going to me not to make believe that he did not calculate me?!! And even if he would have had one too many or the auricle of the portable which tickles him, shit what: they give up to let through the pedestrians good blood!

Then I said it to you higher, zhom, it, it has another technology, much more dangerous, limit suicidal shone: he passes! He makes pur e cars and he crosses very slowly by looking at them straight in eyes. yes he searches the fight, it is for this that he makes karate in the 2 evenings a week now!

And I reassure you: I teach well in my flea to wait well which cars stop before crossing, and when we are in steering wheels, the pedestrians are systematically let through, even if it means annoying cars backsides!

And to you, it is what your hobbyhorse? Your "civic" act  favourite?

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