This is not me saying it, but the Swiss proverb (but still):
"Having a blog results in some bonds. Regularly, we must either post a picture of his cat, or criticize reporters or tell his vacation. "Admit it still felt good. It seems to me.
... Not
photo journalist to mail or chat to criticize, what do you want me to say? Yes, here, the holidays. No but I'll do it quickly, you'll see, it will be virtually painless.
Well then me this year, I went on vacation for the rich, you know, in a villa. First lesson: when you say the word "villa", insisting on the "l". It is necessary that your partner has the impression that this word is written with at least thirty "l", otherwise he will know immediately that you're not a real rich.
And you want to be a rich, is not it?
So beware, here I am talking about old rich vacation. No vacation for rich junk that enjoy to be with the jet set. No, the true, the old rich, well installed, well padded, bitter and all, and whose only concern is make bacon. And also about the weather.
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Yeah.
Because the rich on vacation at his villa (tttt "villlllla", voila!), I must admit, it really has little to do. Well, go, okay, it has nothing to do. Except for one thing, a kind of red (as in Intervilles yes, if you speak it better) that punctuates the day, from waking to sleeping: be good. The old rich vacation, he, his trip is to settle in his recliner, a place where one can "see the view" and then say "Haaaa ... It is still not bad, eh ?. Question to which there is only one answer: "yes", possibly followed developed a critique of the weather.
The rich are indeed very fond of meteorology, and it is not uncommon that challenges you with phrases like:
"This morning was overcast but there I feel that it is released. .. "
"What we're well in the shade with the breeze, there. For it is bumping against the sun ..."
or finally "It's dark there, I wonder if we will not be a storm ..."
What he should generally answer "yes" or, if we want to deepen discussion, "it is possible."
Out meal period, no use trying to talk about something other than weather the rich, he will not answer you, he is too busy watching the view. This he did all day. Because the rich are tired, so when he is on vacation, he is there to relax. And the rich, which relaxes the is watch the weather for speaking, what do you want me to tell you ...
When he wanted to produce a physical effort, the rich oozes out forcefully and bellowing sigh (Fuck! Looks like Nothomb !) Of his recliner and went on dragging the tongues towards the pool. There, he dips a hand in half the water, take a look at your thermometer and gratifies a "26" This morning it was 24 ...".
Here there is a trap, and we must be careful. Indeed, the observation of the rich looks uncannily reflect weather. What one is tempted to respond logically "it is possible." Do not make this mistake, otherwise offend the rich by putting his words into question. No. Here the answer is "Oh yes, that is!".
Indeed, the rich did not want to know the age of the master cave. The rich do not care of your life. The rich are on holiday, the rich are tired, you know? All he wants is to see and be reassured about the temperature its pool. Damn! That's actually not complicated!
short, be vigilant on this point, for heaven's sake, and thus the rich.
(The aaaaaa-mour's rich ... [Complete])
But do sit down to eat you my dear Sylvie? (Huh? Sylvie ... But what are you doing in this post? No no ... I'm sorry, do not stay there, I have work to me.).
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But sit down to eat, do you want?
Another major concern of the rich on vacation: sit down to eat. So beware, I say sit down to eat and not eat. Enter the grade, I beg you.
The rich love to eat, just to have the pleasure of saying "And if we go to dinner?". Point. It's just for the pleasure of a conditional use twice a day, accompanied by a link could not be more zélégante. It's a lifestyle. After
, do not expect to make a feast. The rich are on holiday, the rich man is tired and wants to see the view, then it does not bother extending a meal. No. Salad, accompanied by a small low-calorie dressing, ideally based walnut oil, and voila.
This does not prevent the rich have been relatively complicated to prepare a table with about seven drinks per person, and sixty cutlery. Oh, and there are also small mats, kind handwoven. Because the rich eat outside on the terrace, you see, and small craft mats it is SOOOO cute, camping limit, you see. It reminds the rich he was, one day, a man before becoming an asshole and obese enough, lacking any sense of reality (Huh? What do you mean exactly by "slip"? No, I do not see.)
We therefore quickly swallow half a plate of tasteless widgets bio, along with a single slice of the hundred and twelve grain sits proudly on its individual board before taking coffee, saucer and chocolate (the little guilty pleasure of the rich, "he confessed, rosy cheeks with a barely feigned shame), but not to sleep well at night. Because he must go to bed early so he could get up early and see the view in the morning, what is the water temperature at 9.15am, to eat, take a nap before the sight because it has up too early to see the view, and try to guess at what temperature rise in the pool in the afternoon, and then just before going to dinner, the evening before going to bed early to get up early. For the rich holiday, even if it has nothing to do, likes to complicate life just for the pleasure of having a complicated life. It's like that's rich. He does not understand these "ordinary people" who do not care nothing about their day, with no ambition.
No, you see, the rich, he can not remain inactive. You understand? The rich always have to have an activity, the rich are always one hundred per cent, instead of the poor. The rich do not know the meaning of idleness, and even when he relaxes by watching the view, it is one hundred percent, better than any poor could do. This is also why it is what it is today: a poor schmuck obese and sufficient ... Oh no.
Well, if not, my vacation was good. I know a lot about the weather, I know the limits between which the temperature hovered in the pool for 8 days, and i really studied for ...
And if so, when I rule the world, I will organize a civil war with one side all eat shit rich, and all the other morons who labourrent shelves of Carrefour with their heads idiots, who jostle you without saying sorry before taking a TV Magazine to find out if there will be little sluts to staracacademy this year. Kevin, come here or I'll glue one brothel.
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No, really, I think it me good these little vacation. I feel spruced, reassembled everything. Maybe a little calmer ... Oh no, not more.
My field of vision has expanded, I finally realized that there is a lot more work than I thought.
To try to reassure me, so I immediately ordered The Lucifer Principle, on the advice of a nobody, a video game forum ... No, actually I do not think I would have taken without this sentence in the presentation of the book:
"Nobody can escape unscathed after this intellectually dramatic reading."Raaah manure! How they knew that the simple act of writing "Reading Drama" I would buy my stuff? " Huh?
Raaaah! I'm sure it's the little guys who tappent in my head that they have spilled the beans! Raaaahh! Dogs!
Yes, heuu, if not me, okay. I'm glad to be back, even if it stings a little.
I wish you good morning.
