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It did not help that Malcolm Sayer intervene with massive doses of levodopa to begin to revive the first (and last) time by sleeping and atrophied brains to take the necessary (and agreed out of hours) distances from this bleak allegory. It 'took was a tortoise, (a wretched trophy to give their thanks to the man who grooms Whisperer), to uncover and yet another jar of Viagra and confirm all that we of the few sentient human Ireland knew our merry time. All we clots subversive inflated by Prodi, Telekom Serbia and carcinogenic red robes, designed as the real world, which only insanity precludes its horizon.

A world of fantasy and goodness, Veline, girlie men, letters, minors, handicapped, ministers and fearing. All happy, kneeling, devout and handsomely rewarded. A sick world acted in buildings where the price is a country that is dying, between houses collapsed and was never rebuilt, capped dead, lives elemosinate.Un world that inspires devotion in his painfully excited people still far from being eradicated, envy in different trees, silence and absence in all the junk in every corner hired to tell us that nothing happened, only bags that are like that in Naples will soon be swept under the sidewalks.

A world that makes us increasingly mocked and derided and vulnerable in the eyes of others. The eyes of those who do not buy with a throne, with a swimming pool to dive into, or a wheel to turn up to play. A world that even if we did raining bombs on our heads un'ammiccante infiltrated the King in his pants, there would be recounted as another lie invented by the eaters bambini.Un world that we must wait for the unnatural death.

If anything we will be told.

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was written in the mists of time.
only the fate and its dire adversity, only the humanitarian efforts of Gandhi with the wig on that of Camping Abruzzo (now moved to Rome for the occasion to celebrate and thank the government, as reported by the national news, for cruises and donate their dentures) are sent in time and made it so hard the culmination of this wonderful story of friendship. But as the most dazzling stories with happy endings, as in Muccino's greatest hits, like a wet dream of Mario Jordan, like in a song by Max Pezzali, as Federer and Wawrinka won the medal for China in the doubles event, the handsome, tall and tanned and Friday at the end of Arcore were left, they looked into his eyes shiny with excitement and hugged each other. "Good to see you my friend," an ecstatic Obama "I told you that of the negro and the horse? " the response of the Premier moved. Needless to insinuate
eroded (?) Envy that "good to see my friend" is typical of the garbage collector from contacting American slang crack dealer (no offense to the two categories, mind you), dreaming up improbable depressing economic and political interests by U.S. to maintain good relations with Italy and even more grim irony that a leader of a custom of treating guests from it is from the Netherlands Antilles and Belize, is just a habit and not another reason to raise the eyes of believers even more in the highest, their God of greasepaint.
It would perhaps be to reassess our subversive, the great and indispensable figure, the otherwise Dario Baldan Bembo.

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dinho Luckily there.

"Dark glasses, hair down, elegant black dress, Naomi came to the seat 62 of Portsmouth on board a Mercedes."
I think we can sum up the case, the obvious result of this unnecessary pantomime elettorale.S 'hear servants to party, including special word of mouth and connoisseurs of abusive frequenze.S' hear losers to party, you can handle the surreal autoconvincimento still do, maybe one day when the human race will be extinct.
You could not hope for much in his senses of the people, although some small glimmer of wit is glimpsed throughout this desolation.
Gleam deliberately darkened and kept quiet so as not to irritate the already stricken king, tried and afflicted by the pain of not being able to do anything to keep the Brazilian reprobate, vile traitor seduced by the sirens in communist lands of Zapatero.Dolore that your retained in up at the opening of the last sheet in order not to influence the hearts and minds before such charitable nobiltà.Qualcosa has not changed, we continue with the vacuum that was until yesterday, there was today, that there will be tomorrow.
But it is ungenerous to look elsewhere, envying others' leaders who try to change this world. And look with envious eyes Zapatero, Obama and Sarkozy.
ungenerous and unfounded.
We have Ronaldinho.

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Laugh clown.

"It falls on the mask of the clown," so it was published elsewhere. A perfect metaphor for this blog, but even (?) The Times passed me. Obviously inspired by the Italian left (as they were Intillimani by Black Sabbath) in yet another lie shamelessly.

parades desperate aspirants on all fours, singers, jugglers, Ministers buffoni.Immortalati vassals and hundreds of pitiful shots in the court of the king naked, of course, seized, stolen and damaged to prevent an awakening to the comatose raw.

Nothing new, nothing surprising, nothing adds to the history of nasty clown presidente.Bisogna talk about other things, invent more, much to believe: after all who we are, survivors and survivors, outraged, angry and envious to violate the privacy of such a great man and his attendants.
Who are we to laugh bitterly imagining the giant devout Christian and a great moral obsessed with crowded, partying, tablets and bacchanal.
Who are we, poor deluded that we console realizing that beyond the edge of a Neverland sick, there is another story, another version, another side of the moon, revealed another story.

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