Malaise dans l'amphi
By Plouf - 25/09/2014 08:56 - France - Genlis
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By Plouf - 25/09/2014 08:56 - France - Genlis
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By febreze - 01/02/2014 08:13 - France - Chaudron-en-mauges
Bonsoir à tous et à toutes. Je suis bidonnée par les commentaires. Alors éclaircissons le sujet ! J'ai 25 ans et étais de passage chez mes parents. Oui je suis noctambule car serveuse en boîte de nuit. Non je ne collectionne pas les mecs ! Et non mon petit-frère ne renifle pas mes strings, je n'habite plus chez mes parents. C'est juste une vacherie bien lancée par mon petit frère que j'adore. Pour info il commence toute juste sa vie amoureuse et sexuelle et peut-être a t-il eu une expérience malheureuse au niveau des odeurs? Je ne sais pas. Mais je peux assurer que je ne me badigeonne pas l'entrecuisse de jus de thon, ou de maquereau...
By Aragan - 15/09/2013 15:28 - France - Paris
Salutations! Je suis le frère en question et on m'a accordé un droit de réponse, haha. En fait j'ai toujours eu la fibre musicale mais au plus le temps passe, au plus je suis contraint de revoir mes ambitions à la baisse. J'ai commencé avec le djembé et un peu de darbouka, puis la batterie, la guitare basse et enfin le ukulélé (je n'ai pas cité la flûte à bec parce que c'est de la triche, on passe tous par ça.) Bref, tout ça pour dire que dès que j'ai un moment, je commence à tapoter avec mes doigts sur la table, je chante, je siffle. Il s'avère que quand j'ai une chanson dans la tête, il faut que je trouve le moyen de l'en faire sortir. Du coup je l'ai apprise au ukulélé, et comme j'ai été agréablement surpris par la partition que je jouais, j'ai voulu la maîtriser comme il fallait. Puis les moments sur les toilettes, c'est que d'la détente: personne pour nous embêter. Je ne comprendrai jamais celles et ceux qui laissent la porte ouverte, rien que pour ça . J'espère avoir été concis, puis bonne continuation à tous. o/