L'Ospitata Friends and friends. Hammocks and Hamachi, I have the honor and pleasure at one to introduce an intervention that I think. Neither tantomento typed! He then left the "word" friend "Saggin Stoltino" GP
Gentlemen and ladies, I introduce myself: I am an asshole. If you already thought that Mr. Petrelli, this means - I'll tell you gently - you do not understand that a 'male reproductive organ'.
put it into one thing clear: I do not write on blogs, would never do that, I consider it a waste of time and energy. At the time I just pretend, I'm not doing really (I swear).
not expect Petrelli, so I do not have even half of his irony and wit of its foul, so nothing surprises humorous, paradoxical implications, evocative images and stimulants (such as Actimel or a penis coming out of the ass): When you give only the unparalleled and absolute 'a fuck about nothing (or gommapane)' - a phrase to fill a small hole.
One might say, if you will, that I work for the above-mentioned (AIM sory?) Man, I'm one of his employees (I alone, however, I have the privilege of receiving your paycheck directly in asparagus).
intend to maintain this posting over a certain line of seriousness, then, henceforth, to exclude any bias vulgarity, "cazzomerdapiscia" (neologism from the register of courtly our language, which means "promise"). And I'm not the type who spits cazzomerdapisciate and then not follow them.
But let's get to 'come to us'. I do not watch very often Tivù - his name is mythically known - for one simple reason: If I look at it tends to show distinct signs of nervousness, ended up breaking my balls to those who is close or otherwise contributing to create a climate of tension, unrest, controversy, fight, death. It will be that the wrong tone. Every now and then, at the table for lunch or dinner, it happens that a person standing next to me wants to see some news to TG - our friendly friend, Mr. TG. "Let me see the titles of TG" - I am told. So, while I introduce colored objects from multiple forms in one of my orifices (the right one [then you know that: "De gustipus northeast discuntendum "]!), I am to hear that" it is the last single released from Shakira " or that "the prize of the lottery has never been so high," or that within twenty minutes will be "broadcast" (meaning me tons) a film-fiction series from the cast layer, a working lady, a crazy cool (wow. ..) which, as I seem to catch, just a poor fool would dare not to launch at least one eye (the problem and then recover) ... If then there Garko ... Then stocazzo! Then, our friend "Tele-paper" - as the rule prescribes - usually reminds us of the murder, the usual rape, the usual dispute over stabbing, the usual punch. For my part I prefer to think of something else. And you know why?
lineage in the world, they say certain data about a person and a half seconds, then at least three people every two seconds, vanno all'inferno (o in purgatorio o in paradiso). Ora: signori, dov'è il bisogno di un telegiornale? Siamo forse rimasti privi di un briciolo di immaginazione? Volete unicorni ed Harry Potter? Sia fatta la sua volontà. Volete i morti? Beh, allora avete davvero l'imbarazzo della scelta! Ecco l'esercizio: contate fino a 60 ed avrete a disposizione - lo so lo so, è emozionante, ma per ora conteniamoci - la bellezza di un centinaio e passa di persone morte a cui pensare, come preferite! Potete divertirvi! Uomini, donne, bambini di pelle nera, bianca, gialla, verde che soffocano, muoiono di fame, di diarrea, vengono fatte a pezzi a colpi di machete, saltano in aria spargendo arti qua e là, si impiccano, cadono in a precipice, they are drowned, beaten to death, and so on and so forth! ... In broken faces, landscapes, sounds, noises ... I repeat: at your leisure. It's all in the degree of seriousness that you would put, it's all in your honesty. If you really feel like a leap of imagination, you can take a nice old man who dies for carrying too many wrinkles in the face, or a sick person who incurs the last phase of his serious illness ... But remember that (if you want to be within the margin of a certain realism), on these 100 lucky, these cases are relatively few)!
Here is our private television news, a news show, in this caso, mirato ad informarci sul mondo, sulla morte, un telegiornale pregno di verità, non come le immagini che ci si gettano nelle pupille mentre fissiamo lo schermo, lasciando che il pensiero si perda in quel fiume, cullato e portato dalla corrente. A voi la scelta: foce a estuario o foce a delta?
La voce della signorina che mi spiega, colei che gentilmente mi passa le utili informazioni sul mondo che scorrono durante il TG (che scorrono nella mia testa), sembra suggerire che si tratti sul serio di qualcosa di molto serio: eccheccazzo, non si dicono le bugie con questo tono (la nostra amica Tivù non dice bugie - allo stesso modo di come io eviterò, prima della fine this way, of saying 'fuck'); the voice austere but harmonious, smooth, neutral, seems to suggest that really, I would say yes (but I may be wrong), the woman from which it is well worth one or two blows, preferably from behind. Hit on the head, of course, with a shovel, of course.
Ps
Yesterday I then bought the last single from Shakira: fuck if it's nice (and she is a pussy !) I also played the lottery, but unfortunately, aricazzo, I did not win.
P.p.s.
Alla fine, me ne dolgo assai, non ho mantenuto la mia cazzomerdapisciata.
P.p.p.s.
Mi scuso per le troppe parole che adoperate che cominciano per 'c' e continuano con 'a', poi 'z', di nuovo 'z', infine 'o'. Non volevo insultare nessuno, non volevo offendere nessuno, volevo soltanto provocare... Insomma, rompere un po' il cXaXzXzXo.
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| Yes, in this speech we are talking about you, my dear Shakira! |
The angel 
THE TOURIST 
GOMORRAH 
SHAOLIN SOCCER 
IL DIABOLICO DOTTOR SATANA 
Let 
24 HOURS AT SCOTLAND YARD 
not for money ... BUT FOR MONEY 
UN'ALTRA GIOVINEZZA 
GOD OF 
