Introduction
Belgium is the spot fat between France and the Netherlands. His spots down to the sea but nobody has ever noticed.
Belgium is split in two, between rams and valleys. In between is a fiumone and Pratoni and everyone, both sheep that valleys, is going to make a nice Bagnone there when they decide to make weekendoni.
Belgium is a small country which has delusions of grandeur. At my house is called compensation.
Belgium is a republic based on potato.
Belgium is a monarchy.
Belgium is a monarchy in which the queen is the last of the potato and potato fryers feels king.
fried, boiled, baked goods, whole, diced into strips, with ketchup with mayonnaise, with pink sauce, with the samurai sauce, with fresh salsa, with sour cream with Mexican sauce, with salsa and merengue: the potatoes as you've never eaten can be found here, Belgium.
sandwich potatoes submerged under a mountain of potatoes and potatoes. Ah, what a treat!
The Belgians are a gourmet and then, with some measurement issues and the consequent need to compensate. Live happily both in Belgium and abroad because they love the potato thoroughly enjoy and love fully. If you go to look at the top of the mountains hoping to meet the blonde Annette, if they go to check out at sea, in the most remote islands of the tropics, hoping not to encounter too much competition.
The Belgians are therefore of pioneers, prospectors. And the potato is their gold nugget.
When they find a good vein are quick to call friends and friends from home and begin to dig all together, even with bare hands as long for the nugget. Sometimes go so deep that they find the nugget is first formed, is still bitter: and that's where they get the most enjoyment, rediscovering their childhood in the freshness of others. It is the delusion of the senses, and the best way to celebrate is to consume, and possibly make movies.
In the event of a potato, the Belgians are launched in search of delicious sprouts, which give the head even more.
Sick.
What to See / Do Belgium is split in two, between rams and valleys. In between is a fiumone and Pratoni and everyone, both sheep that valleys, is going to make a nice Bagnone there when they decide to make weekendoni.
Belgium is a small country which has delusions of grandeur. At my house is called compensation.
Belgium is a republic based on potato.
Belgium is a monarchy.
Belgium is a monarchy in which the queen is the last of the potato and potato fryers feels king.
fried, boiled, baked goods, whole, diced into strips, with ketchup with mayonnaise, with pink sauce, with the samurai sauce, with fresh salsa, with sour cream with Mexican sauce, with salsa and merengue: the potatoes as you've never eaten can be found here, Belgium.
sandwich potatoes submerged under a mountain of potatoes and potatoes. Ah, what a treat!
The Belgians are a gourmet and then, with some measurement issues and the consequent need to compensate. Live happily both in Belgium and abroad because they love the potato thoroughly enjoy and love fully. If you go to look at the top of the mountains hoping to meet the blonde Annette, if they go to check out at sea, in the most remote islands of the tropics, hoping not to encounter too much competition.
The Belgians are therefore of pioneers, prospectors. And the potato is their gold nugget.
When they find a good vein are quick to call friends and friends from home and begin to dig all together, even with bare hands as long for the nugget. Sometimes go so deep that they find the nugget is first formed, is still bitter: and that's where they get the most enjoyment, rediscovering their childhood in the freshness of others. It is the delusion of the senses, and the best way to celebrate is to consume, and possibly make movies.
In the event of a potato, the Belgians are launched in search of delicious sprouts, which give the head even more.
Sick.
The Grand Place from children's story and the statue-fountain of a small little man that delights tourists with Wimp out.
the chocolate to the delight of children, breweries for the enjoyment of my father, jewelry for mothers to keep occupied while intoxicated father is around chocolate.
the chocolate to the delight of children, breweries for the enjoyment of my father, jewelry for mothers to keep occupied while intoxicated father is around chocolate.
sleep
sleep at the home of Prince Contarini, private room with bathroom, all the comforts available in total. Take a bath two hours long, listen to jazz and shamefully use the internet line.
meticulously comb, mirror in their eyes, wrinkles admiring and contemplating the beauty of nomadism.
Eating meticulously comb, mirror in their eyes, wrinkles admiring and contemplating the beauty of nomadism.
tuber That I can not remember the name. And the mammoth sandwiches with in any kind of meat and all kinds of salsa.
Entertainment
parks for children are also fun for adulterers.
National Spirit
The Belgian beer is known as the potato, only this is less versatile. In this field, the brothers are the absolute rulers of the scene, because they know to wait, wait, wait. Probably there is availability of so many nuns in Belgium.
European Spirit
syllogism:
Belgium is a monarchy based on the potato.
Brussels is the capital of Belgium and Europe.
Europe is a union based on the potato.
Books
Henry David Thoreau - Civil Disobedience
The Word Of Nico
The roads are well kept and offer great scenery. Beware the old roadside assistance require that: very often escapes the hand soap! Word of Nico who has a collection ...
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