Ok here is houses santa letter:
dear that overly happy fat guy who always wheres red, whats your name like jiggalo or something.
But ok I know I am not the best boy but you could make an exeption I mean I save lives and all. Anyways this ano I swear I'll buy wilson a drugless coffee if I get this, I want Cuddy naked on my doorstep. In case you do not know huddy she is the really hot one with a nice bunda and big boobs who wears really High heels. You know that one...........................................................................................................It was natal mourning House woke up and walked straight out of his door to work and there was sitting the most beutiful thing ever.
"oh look I see that fat guy can do some good." he laughed. as he just stared at her, he leaned his chin down and kissed her lips so nicley so unhously, she rose up under his command and followed him inside. beijar her and beijar her untill he pinned her to the ground. Sending his tongue up her body.
"house thats not how you do it." she said
"then show me how." he said as cuddy rolled on topo, início of him and firly pressed her lips all over her body pushing herself into him. letting him touch her hair House fet like he was in heaven.
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"house wake up, House." Cuddy shook him
"we have work." she said
"Huh, yah sure as hell we do." he said pushing her to his bedroom.
The note lay unfinished.
dear that overly happy fat guy who always wheres red, whats your name like jiggalo or something.
But ok I know I am not the best boy but you could make an exeption I mean I save lives and all. Anyways this ano I swear I'll buy wilson a drugless coffee if I get this, I want Cuddy naked on my doorstep. In case you do not know huddy she is the really hot one with a nice bunda and big boobs who wears really High heels. You know that one...........................................................................................................It was natal mourning House woke up and walked straight out of his door to work and there was sitting the most beutiful thing ever.
"oh look I see that fat guy can do some good." he laughed. as he just stared at her, he leaned his chin down and kissed her lips so nicley so unhously, she rose up under his command and followed him inside. beijar her and beijar her untill he pinned her to the ground. Sending his tongue up her body.
"house thats not how you do it." she said
"then show me how." he said as cuddy rolled on topo, início of him and firly pressed her lips all over her body pushing herself into him. letting him touch her hair House fet like he was in heaven.
.................................
"house wake up, House." Cuddy shook him
"we have work." she said
"Huh, yah sure as hell we do." he said pushing her to his bedroom.
The note lay unfinished.
When does amor become something we need, rather than something we want? amor was seen as something special a long time ago. Now amor is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. amor is common currency when you are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older you get. Do we not care about the substance of what amor was and not what it has been made into today por commercialisation from American filmes and televisão commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience amor for real, can we comment and judge others who are in Love. amor means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of amor is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? amor is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.