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Fate does not want to hear

Sabrina's uncle , girlfriend my brother Xavier , has a small Cessna airplane.

He came to my idea a brilliant idea ...

Joanie will nose. She wants to marry me.

I'm going to fly a plane behind a large banner written "I love you Joan!"

In time, I'll tell Joanie to follow me outside Panini and when the plane passes, I confess my love.

I know, I'm a big romantic.

I went from the old uncle, his name was Albert. Xavier had warned me to speak very loudly because it was almost deaf.

When I parked in front of his farm, he came to greet me.

In my mind, I came up a name: "Professor Tournesol.

You know, this character in Tintin. Albert looked like him as two drops of water.

- Hello stranger, what brings you here? He asked in a tone very cordial.

- I am a friend of Sabrina.

- A Amish Sahara?

- No, a friend of Sabrina ...

- Yes, yes, you are in Canada.

Ok, this guy was really deaf.

- This is for information ...

He observed a strange look.

- You want some pickles??

- No, I want information! I shouted.

- Sorry, here we do not practice castration ...

- INFORMATION!

- Aaaaaah! Information. Had to say earlier.

as I wanted to kill him.

- What can I do for you? He continued.

- Can you hang a banner on your plane?

- If I can snatch a Mongol on my truck??

( Sigh) ...

- NOT! Ac-cro-expensive one-of-ro ban it on vo-vi-a-be there!

He smiled.

- Aaaaaah! A banner for the pub! He finally said.

- Yes, in some ways! That's a girl.

- Hahaha! No thank you, at my age I do not play marbles.

He really unnerved me.

- No BALL GIRLS! Am I replied, annoyed.

He continued to laugh.

- How much does it cost to get to the city? I added.

He stopped laughing and looked at me strangely again a second time ...

- Really ... I do not play ball, "he repeated.

I exploded in a raging fury ...

- NOT OLD BALL SACRAMENT! VIL-THE! CITY! CITY CHALICE!

He took angrily.

- Listen sir, it's not worth crying, I'm not deaf!

What the fucking fuck ??

The Albert?? It was stupid or what??

- Okay .. Ok .. Excuse me. We start again from scratch.

He finally smiling again.

- I want to write about the band, "I continued.

- Sorry ... There is no calves on the pan.

- A NOTE ON THE BANNER!

- Yes, yes, okay. But back to your banner, what would you write it?

I thought to strangle him but I restrained myself.

This is not in jail that I would find the woman of my life.

- I love you Joanie.

He looked surprised.

- But you are romantic, naughty! Me he said, pinching my cheek.

I left before he put my fist in the face after the agreed time and place and have paid 1200 bucks.

( this morning) ...

Joanie seemed sad. She took really hard breaking up with Jason.

The timing was perfect.

My prey was emotionally fragile. I had to take advantage.

I approached her and I offered to go take a break outside.

The morning was warm, the sun shone, it was 10:15.

Then a plane approached. I turned to Joanie.

- Look at the plane, it looks like he has a message!

She looked up to heaven, I knelt before her.

- How romantic! She shouted.

I watched the plane and just when I'm here to declare my love Joanie, I read the banner ...

"I love you Johnny!"

Joanie's eyes become heart-shaped.

- Johnny This is the luckiest man in the world! I'd kill to have such attention, "she said dreamily.

( Silence) ...

tabarnak!

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Moustache

I know, I am silent silence on my blog ...

is because this week I had an idea Machiavellian. To eliminate

Jason, the boyfriend of Joanie.

Worse I do not take this lightly. Oh no. This is my romantic future depends on it, so must I use the mass media, not smaller.

I have a plan.

A plan of genius like I used to have. You know me.

In a couple, which is the most difficult to acquire is the complete trust of each other. Once that trust is shaken or completely destroyed, usually the couple is crumbling and often ends up breaking.

is precisely at this place that I had to attack ...

Then it only remains for me tame Joanie in order to marry her.

last Friday

In the afternoon, in the staff room, I delved into the bag and found his keys Joanie. I went out the back door of the restaurant where Xavier was expecting on his bicycle, air messed up because of me .

I handed the keys to my brother with five hundred dollars.

- Go to a duplicate set of keys, buy me a digital camera and keep the money. See you here in an hour, I told him.

He left and an hour later, I had a bunch of double Joanie and a digital camera low-end. I gave the original keys in her bag and I continued my work as if nothing had happened.

SATURDAY:

I took my car and I drove towards home Joanie. I parked outside her home at 8am.

That morning, she made a number of day Panini , it had to be at work at 9:30.

At 8:50 am she came out and took his car and disappeared into traffic.

I climbed up her apartment and I walked quietly with my key. The place was empty, I was afraid that Jason is there, but obviously he had slept with him the day before.

I did what I had to do ... I kidnapped the cat Joanie.

Moustache.

But this asshole cat would not get caught, he jumped from furniture furniture myself spitting anger. When I put my hands on it, it got scratched and bitten.

I had to take my jacket.

Fucking cat.

An alley cat gray-faced hypocrite. The kind cat so spoiled by his mistress that he thinks that all humans are soft and stupid.

Already, the cat fell on my nerves. Especially the way he stared at me when he saw my old rusty car.

It seemed to say: "My old man, with a car like that, you do not Pogner many women!"

When I got home, I pulled out the digital camera and I tied the legs Chat with rope.

Then I tried to put a blindfold on the cat but the bastard was struggling, he moved his head vigorously from left to right.

After fifteen minutes of effort, the cat has finally been blindfolded.

I took some pictures with the camera and I loosened my victim in my apartment, taking care to give him a few pieces of roast chicken to make him forget the unpleasant past five minutes it had passed.

He literally swallowed the chicken. I guess this context that had eaten some food, stick his whole life.

He licked his lips, gazing at me as a hero, begging to have yet to discover with amazement that the world had more to offer than Meow Mix .

And I was the access to this new happiness.

At that time, the cat was not hurt unless its costs.

I printed the photos and the effect I was satisfied. With its legs tied and blindfolded, the cat seemed to be the hostage of a dangerous killer.

SUNDAY:

In an Internet café boulevard Taschereau, I created a bogus email account and I sent a photo of Joanie cat with a short text: "I want your cat hostage if you want to see him again, I want $ 1000.

MONDAY:

When I arrived at work, it was the crowd in the staff room. There was Milena, Crystal, Andréane, Joanie and Jason.

- ... I can not believe it! Pushed Crystal.

- There are people who have no heart! Milena insisted.

- What's going on? I asked.

They all returned to me, Joanie had tears in his eyes.

- There's a maniac who hurt Moustache! She said, sobbing.

on the employee table, there was the photo taken the day before the cat she had carefully printed.

- I'll find the dog fucking dirty, this guy is going to pay! Yelled Jason.

To shake a little confidence couple Joanie / Jason, I added for Jason: "How do you know that the kidnapper is a man??"

all eyes were turned towards him.

- Uh ... Well ... I guess, "he stammered.

I read in the eyes of Joanie, doubt.

Bingo!

the evening when I returned home, Joanie's cat looked angry. I arrived later than usual and I forgot to give him pieces of chicken.

I gave him a sermon on gratitude, that instead of being angry for not having his ration of food for a few hours, to be grateful for a home that does is not a cage and food that is not dry or stick.

After all, I owed him nothing.

Moustache suddenly became more submissive. He began to understand that here it was not like at Joanie. He was not the boss.

Tuesday :

Max Gaucho, the former hard-bitten my high school.

Of course, now he has ordered, he worked in construction for fifteen years, it is no longer the young offender once he is even a senior member of his union.

But its anatomy killer was still impressive. He had the body of a gorilla and the head of an orc in The Lord of the Rings , but uglier.

I had found on Facebook for about six months. In the morning, he accepted me encounter after a request from me.

In a snack, he quickly told me he was on strike right now, but that his union would not allow herself to the government's interest to resolve the problem in the building before seeing several skeletons out of closets. I told him that, like everyone else, I could not care for his stories and construction policy in the con, I had far greater problems.

- Why you wanted to see me? Me he asked.

- I need you for a small mission. I'm ready you to pay 2000 bucks.

He listened and suddenly shut its mouth.

I explained my plan.

Later, I parked in the back of the parking Panini well hidden. It was nearly 22h. Joanie went out one minute to another.

Probably with Jason, she would not walk alone in the parking lot since she was attacked.

In fact, she had so with Jason, but my plan did not work.

I watched Max Gaucho sitting on my right.

- or convincing, I said.

He smiled. Fuck, it was even more ugly when he smiled.

- worry not, for 2000 bucks I'll be very persuasive.

As I thought, Joanie was released along with Jason. Max is suddenly descended on my car and walked with heavy steps towards the future ex-couple ...

- Jason Morin? Requested Max aggressive.

Jason and Joanie were returned to approaching the unknown.

- Uh ... Yes? Replied Jason.

The brute took Jason by the throat.

- Tony sent me to have the 1000 bucks you owe him! It is starting to get impatient!

Jason did not understand.

- I ... I ... J'connais not Tony!

Max threw Jason pit.

- You got three days to pay or I'll break your legs!

He then looked at Joanie.

- You'd better choose your lovers, your boyfriend is nothing worse than a fucking liar crossers!

Joanie's face was to be convulsed with laughter.

The giant left the couple who took to their heels inside the Panini.

Once in my car, I sped away. Max Gaucho had accomplished its mission with a perfect perfection ...

Trust had just taken a nasty blow. The couple was collapsing like a tower. I was a terrorist Cupid falling in love in their Boeing.

Moustache and I slept well that night.

chicken still on the edge of the mouth.

WEDNESDAY:

the same Internet cafe, I send another email with another photo of her cat demanding a ransom of $ 1000 as soon as possible.

Then I created another fake email and I sent a second anonymous message to Joanie. This one said: "I know who has kidnapped your cat is Jason. He needs money to pay Tony."

Returning home, Moustache waiting at the foot of the door. Yet he had his food.

I think it begins to focus on me.

Or chicken.

THURSDAY:

At 10 states, Xavier and I were in the phone booth Esso across the street from Jason. I handed him a written paper, he took the phone and dialed the number Joanie.

- If you want your cat, it is with Jason, come quick before he kills him!

It hung up, I was satisfied with satisfaction ...

Then I gave a hundred bucks to Xavier for the service.

I was in my car, took a cardboard box and I headed home Jason.

Moustache I pulled the box, we looked for a moment. I know exactly what he thought: He did not see me go. Jason, no chicken.

I told him that we would see, that I would become his adoptive father and that I would soon cover the chicken.

Moustache smiled.

much as before I thought it was a hypocritical face, now I think he has a friendly face.

It's crazy how we see things changes when you take the time to discover them and know them.

I laid on the balcony of Jason and I knocked on the door, saving me the race to go hide in my car.

Five minutes later, Joanie arrived.

Fifteen minutes later, she left with her cat in her arms, makeup running in tears.

THIS MORNING:

When I arrived at work, the first thing I knew was that Joanie had broken up with Jason. The con had kidnapped her cat to pay its debts to the Mafia.

Apparently he had vigorously defended by saying that someone had knocked on the door and he found the cat in the opening, but Joanie did not believe him and had slapped before breaking.

( smiling with joy) ...

Mission accomplished.

( Silence) ...

At the end of this afternoon, after our work day, I asked Joanie to take a drink, just to build confidence between us.

She said she wanted to take a break men, right now, all she wanted to castrate them.

Joanie

This is a real tigress.

And no offense to the singer Marjo ...

I tame this wild cat.

Because after all, a woman ... it is not so different from Moustache.

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I decided I want to Joanie marry. discussion with my mother convinced me and, especially, the diagnosis of my doctor.

I know, I know ... I live with Joanie forced to suffer seeing regularly without being able to touch for the rest of my days, beautiful sister Crystal .

malheuseument I'll have to give up because in an old fantasy wife Joan, my chances with her sister to destroy completely.

But that's become a priest or .

I'm ready.

Ready to destroy the relationship between Jason and Joanie . Ready to fight the enemy to acquire what must be mine.

Joannie's heart.

The ideal end to my blog for the story I told you from the beginning.

You know, like me, I can not finish a bachelor. Things must end well, that's how in Hollywood.

When you work hard and you have a specific goal, there is always rewarded.

is the law of life. Worse

the doctor confirmed to me that law .

I introduced myself to the doctor. After three hours of waiting ... waiting

I swear, there are people that clogs our health care system for nothing. Imagine, in the waiting room there was a lady who wanted to see the doctor to stop smoking.

See a doctor to stop smoking, tabarnak!

How can a doctor be useful for that?? On hand to give a kick in the ass to anyone who wants to stop smoking, I do not see.

Stop clogging the health care system for such fucking nonsense!

I sat in front of the doc.

I had an important question to ask. If I have to spend the rest of my life with Joanie, I must know what are all these bizarre symptoms I feel in his presence .

- Can someone be allergic, doctor?

He smiled.

- Of course not. You can be allergic to a perfume or clothing she wears, but not to proper person.

- I do not understand. I'm allergic to absolutely nothing, but in the presence of my friend Joanie, my hands get sweaty, my legs trembling, my heart pounding, I said.

The doc laughed even more.

- What you telling me, dear friend, this is not an allergy, was love.

Huh?? It was con

this doctor or what??

- Can this be love, I think Joanie less beautiful than her sister!

- Does the smell of your friend Joanie strangely takes you into a trance and stimulates your libido?

I goggled eyes.

- Yes, yes! Exactly! I'm sick?

- Sort of. You love sickness, "he said again.

I did not know what to think.

I found this doctor completely absurd while wondering how he could help people quit smoking.

( Silence) ...

I thought long and the sayings of the physician.

It is true that I am very comfortable with Joanie. Despite my symptoms, I feel very good when it is near me.

hard to believe that half of our relationship was now official by the fact that I was in love. Only remained to convince Joanie and we had a complete pair.

YES, YES! Was halfway done! I have never been so close to being a couple!

But ...

Crystal, the sister of the woman of my life ...

( Sigh) ... I

difficult to definitively put a cross on it.

Then there is the friend of Joanie.

task suddenly seemed difficult and complicated.

But I rubbed my hands rubbing together ...

Because you know me, I like challenges, especially when medical science is on my side.

Fuck Crystal, I have no time to wait, I still have three months to find a woman and fuck Jason, anyway it's too shabby for Joanie.

worse if the diagnosis of the disease doc is love, I will not fight against my fate.

I'll take the bull by the horn of the feet! In

Panini throughout the evening, I started to compliment compliments Joanie ...

"Wow, I love your eyes!"
"Wow, I love your lips!"
"Wow, I love your beads! "

But my passionate attacks did not seem to shake it.

I had to go further to impress him.

The next day I asked my young brother Xavier and two of his friends (and a pimply maganées teeth) if they wanted to make a hundred dollars each.

The three have told me yes without hesitation.

The plan was simple.

Joanie was leaving the restaurant to 22h by the rear door reserved for employees. Xavier and his two friends had to pretend to attack him for Joanie and I bite her bag, I just had to disembark from the car to fight against nicks thieves and save my future wife.

I parked my car in a dark corner of the park employees, about twenty meters from the door. The three teens were with me, to Xavier, the other two behind.

- You're sure it'll be alright? Requested Xavier, a little worried.

- Yes, yes, no danger. We pretend to fight and save you running the race. That's it. Joanie falls in love with me and we'll be a couple. The doctor knows whereof he speaks. The pimply young

left laughing.

- It's the hundred bucks most easily won in my entire life! He said.

- I think I'll become an actor! It pays worse Easy! A chuckle the other teeth crooked.

We stayed silent for a moment.

9:55 p.m..

- Ok, guys. Exit the car and go wait by the door, behind the small wall there. When Joanie goes out, you jump on it, I ordered.

Face buttons seemed perplexed.

- Yes, but ... how do you recognize?

I shrugged, looking through the rearview mirror.

- Do not worry, it will come out next, it ends at 22h.

- Yes, but ... of a sudden they attack the poor girl piped up curved teeth.

- They are right, how do you know if we attack well Joanie? Requested Xavier.

I began to lose patience.

- Your Yeul! This is the next will come out the worse it all! Come on, let's go , it will be out in two minutes!

Face buttons were still puzzled. Really, I wanted to shave his face at the con.

- Do you know at least the color of the clothes she wears? He asked.

- Or the color of her hair! Added fuckées teeth.

- Does she have a tattoo or a visible scar? Continued Xavier.

- A sketch something? A still applied across from volcanoes.

I freaked out. Really, these three young people were more hollow than Dalton !

- Tabarnak! Do you want your one hundred bucks?? Get off the tank and attack the next girl who goes out so I can finally get married! Am I yelled.

They seemed annoyed but still down from the car.

- No need to shout, bro ... We're pros, we just want to ensure that Work will be done well, "said Xavier before closing the door.

Pros, yeah! That's it!

Pros bullshit, rather!

The three fools, imitating awkwardly but earnestly ninjas, went behind the wall.

They were anything but discreet, I could hear them complaining to my car. They wore hoods and went head turns to watch the door Panini, seriously, they could not have looked more suspicious than that.

Joanie came out to 10:07 p.m..

As expected.

It was now time to inject a good dose of love sickness in the veins of my future wife.

I landed on my car and myself started running toward her at a time when the three young Cagoulards threw themselves on it.

She screamed.

I was at least six feet when the door opened noisily employees and Jason, his cook's uniform on his back, without waiting, rushed on youth.

I braked a jerk, stunned amazement.

( Sigh) ...

Teens ate a bad fly.

A real massacre. Jason has beaten to punch in the face and kick in the stomach without receiving a single blow. The young

with crooked teeth was literally straighten teeth.

They still managed to save themselves by race.

Meanwhile, I went back to hide in my car.

( Silence) ... Observing

stealthily through the windshield, I saw Joanie hug Jason. They have long embraced. I was so jealous

and furiously angry that I almost get out of the car to beat Jason myself ...

But I know I will not win that way.

Physically, this young snotty twenty years, whittled, is beyond my strength.

I have to fight with my assets. You know me, I'm crafty, intelligent and have access to a lot of cash.

I'll invest the $ 50,000 given to me by Fanny base for his conquest. Jason, this little shit cook, will not follow me with his salary of fourteen bucks an hour.

He won the first round, but not fighting.

Nobody can beat Patrick The Conqueror!

I'll do Joanie and me a happy couple.

is my mission before my forty years.

Even if it costs a fortune, I'll give him the love sickness.

( Looking skyward ) ...

I just hope that my disease is contagious.

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