Japanese Students Molested On Trains

the ladybird.

Where is the boundary between a gadżeciarstwem rupieciarstwem? Well, so somewhere between a peasant and Baba.

attach to items. Not all, of course, because it is the domain of peasant. If I had not seized from time to time all angles and at least a superficial cleaning urządzała, the house would look like a garage, two barns and the boiler room, the place where Baba finger almost no ticking.

Despite everything, I attach to the things of the dead. Perhaps this is atavism-residue after initial-animizmie religion, which gives the soul of all the elements. Who has the old car, knows that it has its personality, whims, days better or worse.

This car also sometimes meet our wishes.

Last zaliczyliśmy failure. The car stopped in the middle of a national 30-particles, in this place is absolutely not suitable, in addition, it was uphill. When angry peasant gmarał key in the ignition, I was moaning softly: "no move, move ..." and you know what happened? Seat moved! Is not it beautiful? Therefore, a response to the infinite Peasant love to Syfa is my gentle warm feeling for SEAT, which this year reached adulthood. A little more wait and we will make it a vehicle history.

SEAT Toledo acquired in a different era, because even before the entry into the European Union. Today, the cars may arouse pity, at best, one did not look at him, but then switched to the seventeen, ramshackle polonaise, and fresh in the memory we were driving toddler. There was obvious that the vehicle is 10 years old, but he threw himself into the eyes of an elegant metallic aquamarine, Velour seats, armrests and other wonders of wreaths. Drowning in these velor, I felt extremely, precisely because these velor ass full of holes, I moved from polonezowskiego chair, which at any moment by the decayed wyleciałby bottom floor. It was the last time to sell the polonaise, and even so weeks I was afraid to answer the phone for fear that the buyer does not ring with karczemną scene, a petition to the court, or a warning before the Ruthenian mafia.

But it is not these velor, arms and other gadgets have raised my greatest admiration, but a tiny, invisible button, cleverly hidden under the trim, The man who spoke on the "immobilizer". Nubbin that fascinated me and laugh, and sometimes cause rapid heartbeat. Before the peasants learned to automatically push button before starting the car, a little time has passed and by the time we lived adventure. Notoriously stopped after a hundred meters beneath the windows of neighbors and wyliśmy alarm. Less funny was how such an adventure we met on a busy street when we left from the store or from other places. But over time these were fewer and fewer mishaps.

passed a few years, the car very well exercised, Unfortunately, she began to get out of security related electronics. Auto, after closing, was able to just open up and begin to howl at unexpected moments, until it became so tedious that the peasant asked to get rid of the alarm. I asked to no avail, peasant pronounced that akutrat that was not known and it would take too much time he chewed the whole system. To go with that to a specialist, somehow I do not think, despite the fact that his friend does this type of assignment.

drove the coming months and perhaps years. Peasant swore, I was worried, until finally Seat-do my surprise when traveling to Leszno, dog show, he fell off the alarm. Not that all the cables at once, but he stopped short horn on some hole. I breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the door opened by itself, at least it was not to be heard, and a possible zakusą driven away, while you were away from the car park, through the magic guziczkowi, we knew how to look within the possible kidnapper seatów or amateur soft.

I finally came that day. Farewell Day the magic the button. When I mentioned this to the national 30-stce Zgorzelec-Jelenia Gora, we paused for a moment, after a careful analysis of the peasant discovered that the reason is this still powerful alarm. In the end we got rid of only the horn, all the guts are there and cause a short circuit. At home there was a meeting, like in time of war. What to do? As we now operate?

- And how it will look like now? I understand that removes the entire alarm system? Rips the cables, right? - I ask wondering when the acquired knowledge on this subject? Not long ago I said before that he can not do that. And it can absorb knowledge from the air? It can connect to the Universal Brain of the Universe, which is slowly filtered its technical wisdom? Indeed, my skills are peasant to me incomprehensible. In the end we live together legally thirteen years and no longer count how many free papers and such things as acquiring knowledge and learning by the conventional I could not escape. It is a pity only that the peasant has no connection to the culinary gods, because the only thing I need to be happy, you are under the nose breakfast 'or lunch time ... um, well, let it be ... half year.

- Yes - interrupted my stream of thought The peasant- everything flies.

- Whoa, whoa, does that mean that it will no longer be under the trim button it? - I ask sincerely worried.

- finally get rid of it - with relief, says the peasant.

- Hm ... and someone steals our Seat?

peasant looks as if I planned a muffled in a straitjacket.

- Bucha ha ha ha ha ... -laughs

- Uuuu ha ha .. .- answer.

Sturla Once on the floor laughing and obsmarkani the armpits, we got up on my feet, I asked:

- Does this mean that the car will be opened with the key? Throw away the remote control?

- And no, no .. .

- And what the pilot? - I ask, because this button akurt unnerved me tight. Opened and closed when he wanted.

- pilot must be. I'll do yet, so that flashing lights flashed when opening and closing doors.

-For God's holy, WHY YOU IS?

-No, it's like what? After lansik in the parking lot before Biedronka must be!

last year, due to the deteriorating state of flashing (this time, peasant, almost at the bottom of the seat is not kicked out), we had to make important decisions. Since mechanically Seat is a very good position, we recognize that smarter and smarter will make him a major refurbishment, than to acquire "new" old car and invest in the exchange of what seacie already been done.

Seat has been excluded from use for a month, peasant revealed another talent which no one had looked after him. He took up the sheet metal welding.

Seat while cutting it into prime factors:

Manoeuvres in the backyard with a to the setting of the car for suspension:

welding in the channel is very inconvenient and harmful to health. The peasant came up with another way. On the jack of Seat gibnęliśmy podłożyliśmy aside and punches:

very dangerous situation-Mantra spins in the workspace. That incident. Males had a little bit limited spaces for this repair.

welded floor before preservation. We went there to tour, because few people believed in the talent for the welding of the urban intellectual. Professional specify the welds, as art, and now estimates in the village so that ho ho ... :-)

helped as I could. Srebrzyłam silver is something above and to impose maintenance.

Auto during assembly. Picture I made this because of the driver's seat :-)

expert opinion resulted in the fact that we have already sent in since have two friends to zaspawać them some holes. I'm wondering if not przebranżowić :-) In times of crisis and galloping prices, probably more people will patch the hole, than to buy "new" old car.
now wonder if the peasant does not create a portfolio :-)

Japanese Students Molested On Trains

the ladybird.

Where is the boundary between a gadżeciarstwem rupieciarstwem? Well, so somewhere between a peasant and Baba.

attach to items. Not all, of course, because it is the domain of peasant. If I had not seized from time to time all angles and at least a superficial cleaning urządzała, the house would look like a garage, two barns and the boiler room, the place where Baba finger almost no ticking.

Despite everything, I attach to the things of the dead. Perhaps this is atavism-residue after initial-animizmie religion, which gives the soul of all the elements. Who has the old car, knows that it has its personality, whims, days better or worse.

This car also sometimes meet our wishes.

Last zaliczyliśmy failure. The car stopped in the middle of a national 30-particles, in this place is absolutely not suitable, in addition, it was uphill. When angry peasant gmarał key in the ignition, I was moaning softly: "no move, move ..." and you know what happened? Seat moved! Is not it beautiful? Therefore, a response to the infinite Peasant love to Syfa is my gentle warm feeling for SEAT, which this year reached adulthood. A little more wait and we will make it a vehicle history.

SEAT Toledo acquired in a different era, because even before the entry into the European Union. Today, the cars may arouse pity, at best, one did not look at him, but then switched to the seventeen, ramshackle polonaise, and fresh in the memory we were driving toddler. There was obvious that the vehicle is 10 years old, but he threw himself into the eyes of an elegant metallic aquamarine, Velour seats, armrests and other wonders of wreaths. Drowning in these velor, I felt extremely, precisely because these velor ass full of holes, I moved from polonezowskiego chair, which at any moment by the decayed wyleciałby bottom floor. It was the last time to sell the polonaise, and even so weeks I was afraid to answer the phone for fear that the buyer does not ring with karczemną scene, a petition to the court, or a warning before the Ruthenian mafia.

But it is not these velor, arms and other gadgets have raised my greatest admiration, but a tiny, invisible button, cleverly hidden under the trim, The man who spoke on the "immobilizer". Nubbin that fascinated me and laugh, and sometimes cause rapid heartbeat. Before the peasants learned to automatically push button before starting the car, a little time has passed and by the time we lived adventure. Notoriously stopped after a hundred meters beneath the windows of neighbors and wyliśmy alarm. Less funny was how such an adventure we met on a busy street when we left from the store or from other places. But over time these were fewer and fewer mishaps.

passed a few years, the car very well exercised, Unfortunately, she began to get out of security related electronics. Auto, after closing, was able to just open up and begin to howl at unexpected moments, until it became so tedious that the peasant asked to get rid of the alarm. I asked to no avail, peasant pronounced that akutrat that was not known and it would take too much time he chewed the whole system. To go with that to a specialist, somehow I do not think, despite the fact that his friend does this type of assignment.

drove the coming months and perhaps years. Peasant swore, I was worried, until finally Seat-do my surprise when traveling to Leszno, dog show, he fell off the alarm. Not that all the cables at once, but he stopped short horn on some hole. I breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the door opened by itself, at least it was not to be heard, and a possible zakusą driven away, while you were away from the car park, through the magic guziczkowi, we knew how to look within the possible kidnapper seatów or amateur soft.

I finally came that day. Farewell Day the magic the button. When I mentioned this to the national 30-stce Zgorzelec-Jelenia Gora, we paused for a moment, after a careful analysis of the peasant discovered that the reason is this still powerful alarm. In the end we got rid of only the horn, all the guts are there and cause a short circuit. At home there was a meeting, like in time of war. What to do? As we now operate?

- And how it will look like now? I understand that removes the entire alarm system? Rips the cables, right? - I ask wondering when the acquired knowledge on this subject? Not long ago I said before that he can not do that. And it can absorb knowledge from the air? It can connect to the Universal Brain of the Universe, which is slowly filtered its technical wisdom? Indeed, my skills are peasant to me incomprehensible. In the end we live together legally thirteen years and no longer count how many free papers and such things as acquiring knowledge and learning by the conventional I could not escape. It is a pity only that the peasant has no connection to the culinary gods, because the only thing I need to be happy, you are under the nose breakfast 'or lunch time ... um, well, let it be ... half year.

- Yes - interrupted my stream of thought The peasant- everything flies.

- Whoa, whoa, does that mean that it will no longer be under the trim button it? - I ask sincerely worried.

- finally get rid of it - with relief, says the peasant.

- Hm ... and someone steals our Seat?

peasant looks as if I planned a muffled in a straitjacket.

- Bucha ha ha ha ha ... -laughs

- Uuuu ha ha .. .- answer.

Sturla Once on the floor laughing and obsmarkani the armpits, we got up on my feet, I asked:

- Does this mean that the car will be opened with the key? Throw away the remote control?

- And no, no .. .

- And what the pilot? - I ask, because this button akurt unnerved me tight. Opened and closed when he wanted.

- pilot must be. I'll do yet, so that flashing lights flashed when opening and closing doors.

-For God's holy, WHY YOU IS?

-No, it's like what? After lansik in the parking lot before Biedronka must be!

last year, due to the deteriorating state of flashing (this time, peasant, almost at the bottom of the seat is not kicked out), we had to make important decisions. Since mechanically Seat is a very good position, we recognize that smarter and smarter will make him a major refurbishment, than to acquire "new" old car and invest in the exchange of what seacie already been done.

Seat has been excluded from use for a month, peasant revealed another talent which no one had looked after him. He took up the sheet metal welding.

Seat while cutting it into prime factors:

Manoeuvres in the backyard with a to the setting of the car for suspension:

welding in the channel is very inconvenient and harmful to health. The peasant came up with another way. On the jack of Seat gibnęliśmy podłożyliśmy aside and punches:

very dangerous situation-Mantra spins in the workspace. That incident. Males had a little bit limited spaces for this repair.

welded floor before preservation. We went there to tour, because few people believed in the talent for the welding of the urban intellectual. Professional specify the welds, as art, and now estimates in the village so that ho ho ... :-)

helped as I could. Srebrzyłam silver is something above and to impose maintenance.

Auto during assembly. Picture I made this because of the driver's seat :-)

expert opinion resulted in the fact that we have already sent in since have two friends to zaspawać them some holes. I'm wondering if not przebranżowić :-) In times of crisis and galloping prices, probably more people will patch the hole, than to buy "new" old car.
now wonder if the peasant does not create a portfolio :-)

Japanese Students Molested On Trains

the ladybird.

Where is the boundary between a gadżeciarstwem rupieciarstwem? Well, so somewhere between a peasant and Baba.

attach to items. Not all, of course, because it is the domain of peasant. If I had not seized from time to time all angles and at least a superficial cleaning urządzała, the house would look like a garage, two barns and the boiler room, the place where Baba finger almost no ticking.

Despite everything, I attach to the things of the dead. Perhaps this is atavism-residue after initial-animizmie religion, which gives the soul of all the elements. Who has the old car, knows that it has its personality, whims, days better or worse.

This car also sometimes meet our wishes.

Last zaliczyliśmy failure. The car stopped in the middle of a national 30-particles, in this place is absolutely not suitable, in addition, it was uphill. When angry peasant gmarał key in the ignition, I was moaning softly: "no move, move ..." and you know what happened? Seat moved! Is not it beautiful? Therefore, a response to the infinite Peasant love to Syfa is my gentle warm feeling for SEAT, which this year reached adulthood. A little more wait and we will make it a vehicle history.

SEAT Toledo acquired in a different era, because even before the entry into the European Union. Today, the cars may arouse pity, at best, one did not look at him, but then switched to the seventeen, ramshackle polonaise, and fresh in the memory we were driving toddler. There was obvious that the vehicle is 10 years old, but he threw himself into the eyes of an elegant metallic aquamarine, Velour seats, armrests and other wonders of wreaths. Drowning in these velor, I felt extremely, precisely because these velor ass full of holes, I moved from polonezowskiego chair, which at any moment by the decayed wyleciałby bottom floor. It was the last time to sell the polonaise, and even so weeks I was afraid to answer the phone for fear that the buyer does not ring with karczemną scene, a petition to the court, or a warning before the Ruthenian mafia.

But it is not these velor, arms and other gadgets have raised my greatest admiration, but a tiny, invisible button, cleverly hidden under the trim, The man who spoke on the "immobilizer". Nubbin that fascinated me and laugh, and sometimes cause rapid heartbeat. Before the peasants learned to automatically push button before starting the car, a little time has passed and by the time we lived adventure. Notoriously stopped after a hundred meters beneath the windows of neighbors and wyliśmy alarm. Less funny was how such an adventure we met on a busy street when we left from the store or from other places. But over time these were fewer and fewer mishaps.

passed a few years, the car very well exercised, Unfortunately, she began to get out of security related electronics. Auto, after closing, was able to just open up and begin to howl at unexpected moments, until it became so tedious that the peasant asked to get rid of the alarm. I asked to no avail, peasant pronounced that akutrat that was not known and it would take too much time he chewed the whole system. To go with that to a specialist, somehow I do not think, despite the fact that his friend does this type of assignment.

drove the coming months and perhaps years. Peasant swore, I was worried, until finally Seat-do my surprise when traveling to Leszno, dog show, he fell off the alarm. Not that all the cables at once, but he stopped short horn on some hole. I breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the door opened by itself, at least it was not to be heard, and a possible zakusą driven away, while you were away from the car park, through the magic guziczkowi, we knew how to look within the possible kidnapper seatów or amateur soft.

I finally came that day. Farewell Day the magic the button. When I mentioned this to the national 30-stce Zgorzelec-Jelenia Gora, we paused for a moment, after a careful analysis of the peasant discovered that the reason is this still powerful alarm. In the end we got rid of only the horn, all the guts are there and cause a short circuit. At home there was a meeting, like in time of war. What to do? As we now operate?

- And how it will look like now? I understand that removes the entire alarm system? Rips the cables, right? - I ask wondering when the acquired knowledge on this subject? Not long ago I said before that he can not do that. And it can absorb knowledge from the air? It can connect to the Universal Brain of the Universe, which is slowly filtered its technical wisdom? Indeed, my skills are peasant to me incomprehensible. In the end we live together legally thirteen years and no longer count how many free papers and such things as acquiring knowledge and learning by the conventional I could not escape. It is a pity only that the peasant has no connection to the culinary gods, because the only thing I need to be happy, you are under the nose breakfast 'or lunch time ... um, well, let it be ... half year.

- Yes - interrupted my stream of thought The peasant- everything flies.

- Whoa, whoa, does that mean that it will no longer be under the trim button it? - I ask sincerely worried.

- finally get rid of it - with relief, says the peasant.

- Hm ... and someone steals our Seat?

peasant looks as if I planned a muffled in a straitjacket.

- Bucha ha ha ha ha ... -laughs

- Uuuu ha ha .. .- answer.

Sturla Once on the floor laughing and obsmarkani the armpits, we got up on my feet, I asked:

- Does this mean that the car will be opened with the key? Throw away the remote control?

- And no, no .. .

- And what the pilot? - I ask, because this button akurt unnerved me tight. Opened and closed when he wanted.

- pilot must be. I'll do yet, so that flashing lights flashed when opening and closing doors.

-For God's holy, WHY YOU IS?

-No, it's like what? After lansik in the parking lot before Biedronka must be!

last year, due to the deteriorating state of flashing (this time, peasant, almost at the bottom of the seat is not kicked out), we had to make important decisions. Since mechanically Seat is a very good position, we recognize that smarter and smarter will make him a major refurbishment, than to acquire "new" old car and invest in the exchange of what seacie already been done.

Seat has been excluded from use for a month, peasant revealed another talent which no one had looked after him. He took up the sheet metal welding.

Seat while cutting it into prime factors:

Manoeuvres in the backyard with a to the setting of the car for suspension:

welding in the channel is very inconvenient and harmful to health. The peasant came up with another way. On the jack of Seat gibnęliśmy podłożyliśmy aside and punches:

very dangerous situation-Mantra spins in the workspace. That incident. Males had a little bit limited spaces for this repair.

welded floor before preservation. We went there to tour, because few people believed in the talent for the welding of the urban intellectual. Professional specify the welds, as art, and now estimates in the village so that ho ho ... :-)

helped as I could. Srebrzyłam silver is something above and to impose maintenance.

Auto during assembly. Picture I made this because of the driver's seat :-)

expert opinion resulted in the fact that we have already sent in since have two friends to zaspawać them some holes. I'm wondering if not przebranżowić :-) In times of crisis and galloping prices, probably more people will patch the hole, than to buy "new" old car.
now wonder if the peasant does not create a portfolio :-)

Japanese Students Molested On Trains

the ladybird.

Where is the boundary between a gadżeciarstwem rupieciarstwem? Well, so somewhere between a peasant and Baba.

attach to items. Not all, of course, because it is the domain of peasant. If I had not seized from time to time all angles and at least a superficial cleaning urządzała, the house would look like a garage, two barns and the boiler room, the place where Baba finger almost no ticking.

Despite everything, I attach to the things of the dead. Perhaps this is atavism-residue after initial-animizmie religion, which gives the soul of all the elements. Who has the old car, knows that it has its personality, whims, days better or worse.

This car also sometimes meet our wishes.

Last zaliczyliśmy failure. The car stopped in the middle of a national 30-particles, in this place is absolutely not suitable, in addition, it was uphill. When angry peasant gmarał key in the ignition, I was moaning softly: "no move, move ..." and you know what happened? Seat moved! Is not it beautiful? Therefore, a response to the infinite Peasant love to Syfa is my gentle warm feeling for SEAT, which this year reached adulthood. A little more wait and we will make it a vehicle history.

SEAT Toledo acquired in a different era, because even before the entry into the European Union. Today, the cars may arouse pity, at best, one did not look at him, but then switched to the seventeen, ramshackle polonaise, and fresh in the memory we were driving toddler. There was obvious that the vehicle is 10 years old, but he threw himself into the eyes of an elegant metallic aquamarine, Velour seats, armrests and other wonders of wreaths. Drowning in these velor, I felt extremely, precisely because these velor ass full of holes, I moved from polonezowskiego chair, which at any moment by the decayed wyleciałby bottom floor. It was the last time to sell the polonaise, and even so weeks I was afraid to answer the phone for fear that the buyer does not ring with karczemną scene, a petition to the court, or a warning before the Ruthenian mafia.

But it is not these velor, arms and other gadgets have raised my greatest admiration, but a tiny, invisible button, cleverly hidden under the trim, The man who spoke on the "immobilizer". Nubbin that fascinated me and laugh, and sometimes cause rapid heartbeat. Before the peasants learned to automatically push button before starting the car, a little time has passed and by the time we lived adventure. Notoriously stopped after a hundred meters beneath the windows of neighbors and wyliśmy alarm. Less funny was how such an adventure we met on a busy street when we left from the store or from other places. But over time these were fewer and fewer mishaps.

passed a few years, the car very well exercised, Unfortunately, she began to get out of security related electronics. Auto, after closing, was able to just open up and begin to howl at unexpected moments, until it became so tedious that the peasant asked to get rid of the alarm. I asked to no avail, peasant pronounced that akutrat that was not known and it would take too much time he chewed the whole system. To go with that to a specialist, somehow I do not think, despite the fact that his friend does this type of assignment.

drove the coming months and perhaps years. Peasant swore, I was worried, until finally Seat-do my surprise when traveling to Leszno, dog show, he fell off the alarm. Not that all the cables at once, but he stopped short horn on some hole. I breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the door opened by itself, at least it was not to be heard, and a possible zakusą driven away, while you were away from the car park, through the magic guziczkowi, we knew how to look within the possible kidnapper seatów or amateur soft.

I finally came that day. Farewell Day the magic the button. When I mentioned this to the national 30-stce Zgorzelec-Jelenia Gora, we paused for a moment, after a careful analysis of the peasant discovered that the reason is this still powerful alarm. In the end we got rid of only the horn, all the guts are there and cause a short circuit. At home there was a meeting, like in time of war. What to do? As we now operate?

- And how it will look like now? I understand that removes the entire alarm system? Rips the cables, right? - I ask wondering when the acquired knowledge on this subject? Not long ago I said before that he can not do that. And it can absorb knowledge from the air? It can connect to the Universal Brain of the Universe, which is slowly filtered its technical wisdom? Indeed, my skills are peasant to me incomprehensible. In the end we live together legally thirteen years and no longer count how many free papers and such things as acquiring knowledge and learning by the conventional I could not escape. It is a pity only that the peasant has no connection to the culinary gods, because the only thing I need to be happy, you are under the nose breakfast 'or lunch time ... um, well, let it be ... half year.

- Yes - interrupted my stream of thought The peasant- everything flies.

- Whoa, whoa, does that mean that it will no longer be under the trim button it? - I ask sincerely worried.

- finally get rid of it - with relief, says the peasant.

- Hm ... and someone steals our Seat?

peasant looks as if I planned a muffled in a straitjacket.

- Bucha ha ha ha ha ... -laughs

- Uuuu ha ha .. .- answer.

Sturla Once on the floor laughing and obsmarkani the armpits, we got up on my feet, I asked:

- Does this mean that the car will be opened with the key? Throw away the remote control?

- And no, no .. .

- And what the pilot? - I ask, because this button akurt unnerved me tight. Opened and closed when he wanted.

- pilot must be. I'll do yet, so that flashing lights flashed when opening and closing doors.

-For God's holy, WHY YOU IS?

-No, it's like what? After lansik in the parking lot before Biedronka must be!

last year, due to the deteriorating state of flashing (this time, peasant, almost at the bottom of the seat is not kicked out), we had to make important decisions. Since mechanically Seat is a very good position, we recognize that smarter and smarter will make him a major refurbishment, than to acquire "new" old car and invest in the exchange of what seacie already been done.

Seat has been excluded from use for a month, peasant revealed another talent which no one had looked after him. He took up the sheet metal welding.

Seat while cutting it into prime factors:

Manoeuvres in the backyard with a to the setting of the car for suspension:

welding in the channel is very inconvenient and harmful to health. The peasant came up with another way. On the jack of Seat gibnęliśmy podłożyliśmy aside and punches:

very dangerous situation-Mantra spins in the workspace. That incident. Males had a little bit limited spaces for this repair.

welded floor before preservation. We went there to tour, because few people believed in the talent for the welding of the urban intellectual. Professional specify the welds, as art, and now estimates in the village so that ho ho ... :-)

helped as I could. Srebrzyłam silver is something above and to impose maintenance.

Auto during assembly. Picture I made this because of the driver's seat :-)

expert opinion resulted in the fact that we have already sent in since have two friends to zaspawać them some holes. I'm wondering if not przebranżowić :-) In times of crisis and galloping prices, probably more people will patch the hole, than to buy "new" old car.
now wonder if the peasant does not create a portfolio :-)

Japanese Students Molested On Trains

the ladybird.

Where is the boundary between a gadżeciarstwem rupieciarstwem? Well, so somewhere between a peasant and Baba.

attach to items. Not all, of course, because it is the domain of peasant. If I had not seized from time to time all angles and at least a superficial cleaning urządzała, the house would look like a garage, two barns and the boiler room, the place where Baba finger almost no ticking.

Despite everything, I attach to the things of the dead. Perhaps this is atavism-residue after initial-animizmie religion, which gives the soul of all the elements. Who has the old car, knows that it has its personality, whims, days better or worse.

This car also sometimes meet our wishes.

Last zaliczyliśmy failure. The car stopped in the middle of a national 30-particles, in this place is absolutely not suitable, in addition, it was uphill. When angry peasant gmarał key in the ignition, I was moaning softly: "no move, move ..." and you know what happened? Seat moved! Is not it beautiful? Therefore, a response to the infinite Peasant love to Syfa is my gentle warm feeling for SEAT, which this year reached adulthood. A little more wait and we will make it a vehicle history.

SEAT Toledo acquired in a different era, because even before the entry into the European Union. Today, the cars may arouse pity, at best, one did not look at him, but then switched to the seventeen, ramshackle polonaise, and fresh in the memory we were driving toddler. There was obvious that the vehicle is 10 years old, but he threw himself into the eyes of an elegant metallic aquamarine, Velour seats, armrests and other wonders of wreaths. Drowning in these velor, I felt extremely, precisely because these velor ass full of holes, I moved from polonezowskiego chair, which at any moment by the decayed wyleciałby bottom floor. It was the last time to sell the polonaise, and even so weeks I was afraid to answer the phone for fear that the buyer does not ring with karczemną scene, a petition to the court, or a warning before the Ruthenian mafia.

But it is not these velor, arms and other gadgets have raised my greatest admiration, but a tiny, invisible button, cleverly hidden under the trim, The man who spoke on the "immobilizer". Nubbin that fascinated me and laugh, and sometimes cause rapid heartbeat. Before the peasants learned to automatically push button before starting the car, a little time has passed and by the time we lived adventure. Notoriously stopped after a hundred meters beneath the windows of neighbors and wyliśmy alarm. Less funny was how such an adventure we met on a busy street when we left from the store or from other places. But over time these were fewer and fewer mishaps.

passed a few years, the car very well exercised, Unfortunately, she began to get out of security related electronics. Auto, after closing, was able to just open up and begin to howl at unexpected moments, until it became so tedious that the peasant asked to get rid of the alarm. I asked to no avail, peasant pronounced that akutrat that was not known and it would take too much time he chewed the whole system. To go with that to a specialist, somehow I do not think, despite the fact that his friend does this type of assignment.

drove the coming months and perhaps years. Peasant swore, I was worried, until finally Seat-do my surprise when traveling to Leszno, dog show, he fell off the alarm. Not that all the cables at once, but he stopped short horn on some hole. I breathed a sigh of relief. Even if the door opened by itself, at least it was not to be heard, and a possible zakusą driven away, while you were away from the car park, through the magic guziczkowi, we knew how to look within the possible kidnapper seatów or amateur soft.

I finally came that day. Farewell Day the magic the button. When I mentioned this to the national 30-stce Zgorzelec-Jelenia Gora, we paused for a moment, after a careful analysis of the peasant discovered that the reason is this still powerful alarm. In the end we got rid of only the horn, all the guts are there and cause a short circuit. At home there was a meeting, like in time of war. What to do? As we now operate?

- And how it will look like now? I understand that removes the entire alarm system? Rips the cables, right? - I ask wondering when the acquired knowledge on this subject? Not long ago I said before that he can not do that. And it can absorb knowledge from the air? It can connect to the Universal Brain of the Universe, which is slowly filtered its technical wisdom? Indeed, my skills are peasant to me incomprehensible. In the end we live together legally thirteen years and no longer count how many free papers and such things as acquiring knowledge and learning by the conventional I could not escape. It is a pity only that the peasant has no connection to the culinary gods, because the only thing I need to be happy, you are under the nose breakfast 'or lunch time ... um, well, let it be ... half year.

- Yes - interrupted my stream of thought The peasant- everything flies.

- Whoa, whoa, does that mean that it will no longer be under the trim button it? - I ask sincerely worried.

- finally get rid of it - with relief, says the peasant.

- Hm ... and someone steals our Seat?

peasant looks as if I planned a muffled in a straitjacket.

- Bucha ha ha ha ha ... -laughs

- Uuuu ha ha .. .- answer.

Sturla Once on the floor laughing and obsmarkani the armpits, we got up on my feet, I asked:

- Does this mean that the car will be opened with the key? Throw away the remote control?

- And no, no .. .

- And what the pilot? - I ask, because this button akurt unnerved me tight. Opened and closed when he wanted.

- pilot must be. I'll do yet, so that flashing lights flashed when opening and closing doors.

-For God's holy, WHY YOU IS?

-No, it's like what? After lansik in the parking lot before Biedronka must be!

last year, due to the deteriorating state of flashing (this time, peasant, almost at the bottom of the seat is not kicked out), we had to make important decisions. Since mechanically Seat is a very good position, we recognize that smarter and smarter will make him a major refurbishment, than to acquire "new" old car and invest in the exchange of what seacie already been done.

Seat has been excluded from use for a month, peasant revealed another talent which no one had looked after him. He took up the sheet metal welding.

Seat while cutting it into prime factors:

Manoeuvres in the backyard with a to the setting of the car for suspension:

welding in the channel is very inconvenient and harmful to health. The peasant came up with another way. On the jack of Seat gibnęliśmy podłożyliśmy aside and punches:

very dangerous situation-Mantra spins in the workspace. That incident. Males had a little bit limited spaces for this repair.

welded floor before preservation. We went there to tour, because few people believed in the talent for the welding of the urban intellectual. Professional specify the welds, as art, and now estimates in the village so that ho ho ... :-)

helped as I could. Srebrzyłam silver is something above and to impose maintenance.

Auto during assembly. Picture I made this because of the driver's seat :-)

expert opinion resulted in the fact that we have already sent in since have two friends to zaspawać them some holes. I'm wondering if not przebranżowić :-) In times of crisis and galloping prices, probably more people will patch the hole, than to buy "new" old car.
now wonder if the peasant does not create a portfolio :-)