Sunday, April 17, 2011

Genital Warts On Men Or A Zit

and rain For what it pride?

is a drag that comes standard, sometimes large and showy, sometimes insignificant and harmless. Is to put the leg and have lots of shame after we see it out. It is as if we wanted to convince the world that got into the bucket shit for moral wisdom and not by human error.
So is pride. A kind of way path towards self-abasement, an opposition won the most foolish of people, a balk nosequé prevents you even when you are wanting with all your heart.
Pride is sometimes confused with the dignity, the border that no one goes before crawling under reasonable. However, bear little resemblance: one born of the most egomaniacal narcissism, the other more balanced composure.
this age do not understand the orgullaco: just gives you have five and fifty, but when one is young people are haughty face trifles and when he faces growing larger bullshit. So we humans: longer, more niquitosidades. It is worth recalling the purity of childhood, his spontaneity, sometimes cruel, often hurtful, but honest. Over the years it is subtle, twisted and interested, as in a poker game with marked cards.
I remember a friend who had the proverbial power of speech more than necessary, and when the alien culture he exceeded his own and was caught in a resigned, the poor were unable to retreat and admit his ignorance: he preferred to gain the ball inventing a way unlikely for his mistake. Colleagues knew him and never destapábamos alibi, because you can do to see a guy who swears loudly that he is blind. Not worth it.
take this digression to recognize my work in the disclosure of pride in all its facets, not always with equal success, and my firm intention to quit like I did with the snuff. But notice, none is free to fall back on the tempting clutches of nicotine, or the heady arms stupid arrogance.

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