tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-323582342011-04-21T19:28:07.531-07:00Blog oficial de Roman MarrRoman Marrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623575694752801132noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32358234.post-3190659002819045832007-05-25T15:37:00.000-07:002007-05-25T15:43:52.590-07:00<a href="http://blog.adlo.es/images/2007/05/fromalan/FA012.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://blog.adlo.es/images/2007/05/fromalan/FA012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Finally, I have reunited with my Dear and trusted friend Allan. And after talking a while, I said to him that he had to marry some woman, so he just followed my advice, and got married to the first women he saw.<br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div>Next time, you may choose a nice and hot woman, but I know that she will be great on the bed.</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><p></p><br /><div><br /></div><br /><p>Best wishes to you and your ugly wife Alan!</p><br /><p></p><br /><p>In this picure, you can see me, I have some make up, because in London they do not accept african people. (Also, I'm wearing a beautiful necklace)</p><br /><p><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://blog.adlo.es/images/2007/05/fromalan/FA013.jpg" border="0" /><br /></p><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32358234-319065900281904583?l=romanmarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roman Marrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623575694752801132noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32358234.post-31921121337527046712007-05-16T13:38:00.000-07:002007-05-16T14:02:52.083-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/RktsPSkGyQI/AAAAAAAAABU/xZpRkex0aaY/s1600-h/older_black_guy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065261215845370114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/RktsPSkGyQI/AAAAAAAAABU/xZpRkex0aaY/s320/older_black_guy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">According to my readers' wishes, now I update a picture of myself. Here I am with my wife, Rebecca. It was taken on february, 1998, by my most loyal slave I ever had, Splinter. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">This picture produces a great melancholy in me, because things have changed a lot since that happy times. Splinter died of tuberculosis (if you don't know, in SouthAfrica slaves are not allowed to take vaccines), and now my wife is very sick, which makes us decrease our sexual life very highly. I hope you like this fantastic photograph as I do, my sweet readers!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32358234-3192112133752704671?l=romanmarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roman Marrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623575694752801132noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32358234.post-70027497103641319842007-05-09T18:26:00.000-07:002007-05-09T18:50:17.665-07:00<a href="http://www.cliffordmeth.com/files/alan_moore.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.cliffordmeth.com/files/alan_moore.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>A long time ago, me and my trusted friend Alan, were writting some scripts for some comic-books. However, Mr. Moore, got his mind stuck with two crazy ideas. One of the was a graphic novel of some guy that look just like Guy Fawkes, and he was going to release London and send it to anarchy. The other was a 12-part story about some super-heroes in a world where the cold war never ended, and USA won Vietnam.</div><div>I did not want to discourage him, but I told him that he should get some real job, like being an accountant. However he did not hear me, and he let his hair grow (also his beard), and he started wearing some ugly gipsy rings (he said that they were MAGICAL rings).</div><div> </div><div>Nowadays he sure is working in some McDonalds or something like that, only because he did not want to hear me. However, some dude said that he is the owner of a castle and the most acclaimed writter in comic-book industries, but, I do not believe in castles, so I think he was bluffing.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32358234-7002749710364131984?l=romanmarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roman Marrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623575694752801132noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32358234.post-34339978793894477102007-03-29T16:29:00.000-07:002007-03-29T16:34:46.508-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/RgxMAJMX1MI/AAAAAAAAABA/TOyYJ7Bgugk/s1600-h/marr1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047492847727006914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/RgxMAJMX1MI/AAAAAAAAABA/TOyYJ7Bgugk/s320/marr1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Here is my cousin Johnny Marr. He used to play the guitar in some band called "The Jones" or "The Smiths", or something like that.</div><div></div><div>Nowadays he has some solo albums, but they <strong><em>REALLY</em></strong> suck.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32358234-3433997879389447710?l=romanmarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roman Marrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623575694752801132noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32358234.post-64143145720182621502007-03-26T15:42:00.001-07:002007-03-26T15:42:38.390-07:00<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/0lstPmPurCI' name='movie'></param><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/0lstPmPurCI'></embed></object></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32358234-6414314572018262150?l=romanmarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roman Marrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623575694752801132noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32358234.post-84716199580052150432007-02-15T13:03:00.000-08:002007-02-15T13:11:14.888-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/RdTLrkkFpPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_jaqhNgoAB4/s1600-h/Black+Girl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031870633089541362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/RdTLrkkFpPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_jaqhNgoAB4/s320/Black+Girl.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is the first woman I could make pregnant whit my hands. Congratulations, Roxanne!</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32358234-8471619958005215043?l=romanmarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roman Marrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623575694752801132noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32358234.post-60871374114353669122007-02-10T13:06:00.000-08:002007-02-10T13:06:02.441-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/Rc40NEkFpMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Xog78z4pbXM/s1600-h/ciruelo3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030015232987473090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/Rc40NEkFpMI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Xog78z4pbXM/s320/ciruelo3.jpg" border="0" /></a> That's my favourite painter<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32358234-6087137411435366912?l=romanmarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roman Marrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623575694752801132noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32358234.post-5335716466108126562007-02-09T13:31:00.000-08:002007-02-09T13:40:40.167-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/RczqWUkFpLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ErkOgeMJyx0/s1600-h/LouderThanBombs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029652553064096946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LGqLXYI0Uqg/RczqWUkFpLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ErkOgeMJyx0/s320/LouderThanBombs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong>This is a test. See you soon. </strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32358234-533571646610812656?l=romanmarr.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roman Marrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14623575694752801132noreply@blogger.com0