Sunday, January 26, 2014

Jana was still in position over Barry Hackett, the next she tumbles into a pit of metal and upholst


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Too chicken the human centipede to the farmers, with Daan Dirk Möller and every other idiot who says Andreas Holtzschuh could not at that damn hill not leaving! He is Andreas Friedhelm Holtzschuh, the human centipede German, Südwester, son of Karl who was a Panzersoldat together with Heinz Güderian the human centipede through the Ardennes Forest in Belgium in 1940 and the French omflank the human centipede and destroyed. the human centipede There were also people, many of them, who said the forest is impenetrable, but they did not understand a German in a German machine. In 1940 it was Güderian and Panzerkraftwagen III and now it Adreas Holtzschuh in the Unimog which he after three decades in South Africa as another "Oeniemôgh" express.
In the dim, exquisite interior, Verhoef Jana leans over her patient. Each wobble and bounce the human centipede a press groans from the destroyed Barry Hackett. the human centipede With the ascent of the first pitch he began opbondel feet to the side of the camp bed. Now Jana across the bed grabbed her forearm to his armpits. Behind her flutter Thelma the human centipede Hackett distress.
He makes a four point turn, winning every twist a few degrees until the Unimog he carefully moved the gate, after which he was fat, and their large ornate wagon by taking the human centipede the right curve. The shrill pitch and sharp turn to the left loomed in the main exhibition and spotlights on them.
He saw the misery, but there is no marched off in him. He'll make it because the site would accommodate him because that's who and what he is. There is no room for finesse. He chases the tours to show the blunt snout of the 'Mog in the turning direction and storm the hill. If sheer guts and determination mountains the human centipede could remove a second, this did happen, but for every vehicle there is a slope too steep and a turn is too harsh. The Unimog would be able to tame the slope, but had no chance against the corner anymore.
Andreas the human centipede Holtzschuh plow to the side of the Unimog in the waiting firmly. The stone tore through the metal of the truck, shattered the opwasbakkassie, while the pipes of the shower loose and destroy the portable toilet. The front right wheel has enough land found in the corner, but the crash leaves the abdomen of the Unimog side shed and there is no ground under the rear wheel.
The Unimog sat like a circus elephant, just for a brief moment, then slide it in defiance of spinning tires deeper into the crevice until the other side of the deep ditch push back against the vehicle and the rear brake it. All the kinetic forces that are unleashed, the great huiswa in only one direction to take - backwards, and with only one movement - head-over-tail.
Inside the vehicle, the world desolate and full of terror. Tienerdogtergille store stuck above the cries of women, the roaring of a man, the denial of a boy and the freezing pynkreet blood of a patient. Metal barn, clapping and tear in horrific stereophony. Light and dark change round in a round of flashing jobs. There is a sensation of motion of abrasive stones over, and then there is a last sledgehammer blow and the vehicle came to a terrifying halt.
Jana was still in position over Barry Hackett, the next she tumbles into a pit of metal and upholstery in the midst of a rain of crockery, appliances, lunchboxes and accessories. She lay for a moment winded in the lightless pit, there is a sound like green bamboo that break. Only later would she work it is the moment when Barry Hackett's leg, between stretcher and bodywork was arrested, broke. A second the human centipede later he fell on her.
Daan Dirk, JP and Edna in the do

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