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My 'daimon' Socratic never leaves me alone.

- Joy: Please! [Holding out a cute snowman with him]
- Daimon: Stop doing things that are pleasing to you and tell you that appeal to others.

Finish.

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guise of Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother, the Antichrist is always the Antichrist.

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I hate Winnie the Pooh.
hate his friends.
do not understand how you can have a liking to a group of talking animals, almost certainly addicted to heroin, living in a wood, giving vent to all their Paturnie.
Winnie is clearly first and foremost a concentration of problems to say the least, disturbing. It is a bear
yellow jaundice, bulimia, with a red top and the voice from pederast priest. Flaunt
tenderness and innocence but Actually, the night watch bdsm porn channels on Sky.
In order of importance: Tigger.
Tigger unfortunately has never recovered from the fabulous '70s when he took the ketamine and listened to Pink Floyd, jumps on the tail and flaunts gaiety that would be stupid to even the bubbles Sister Germana.
IH-OH: Donkey narcoleptic depressed and blue, already at first glance is a healthy carrier of dementia. Talk to a slow
sesquipedale, apologizing all the time while there is a reason and has a tail 'attached' to the back with a pin! We are fools?
Recess: armadillo is a pink, very gay, which, far from making a much more honest coming-out, it behind good manners Old Carampane.
Meanwhile, when no one sees it. you put the wig, heels and walks around to seize the animals of the forest.
clique of idiots, do not pay it, holds hostage the mind of Christopher Robin poor, innocent child, captivated by the morbid bear him Gorge yellow honey from morning till night by standing inexorably to a future as a diabetic.
Then we are not complaining if adolescents get high tomorrow to drink caustic soda.

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Phenomenology of the phenomenon, which I am


I've always avoided, not too thoroughly, to tell humorous anecdotes about my evening work, that of the waiter.
This time, however, I must, given gigantezza the discussion.

are presented this evening, at about 22.30, three people. I am the son, father and grandfather, Southern.
I am interested in them when collecting the empty plates, I hear my grandfather saying, "... far dallu Culu miu, is' n Culu dellu Culu to St. Anthony." An apostle.
smile, keep on working.
The evening is almost over and only they remained in the room. The father calls me:

- Father: "My friend ... friend ..."
- Luke: "Tell me"
- P.: "Look here ... because this character is a character [and indicates the grandfather], and we are here in Rome with the car, is not that familiar with a n. .. . ... a. b. ...?"
- L.: "What?"
- P.: "A n. .. a. .. leb "
- L.:" Excuse me, but I do not understand "
- P: [whispering]" A night club ... "
- L.:" Listen, I'm not very handy but I know that parts of the Via Veneto, there are several. Sure, it takes several money ... "
- P:" We have € 2000. Do you think enough for ... [and with the hand makes the gesture of the piston]? "
- L.:" I do not know, are not practical rates "
- P.:" How come? What do you have? 25 years? At 25 years old and you are not familiar fare ...".

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days ago. House of Luke.

roommate Luke [already appeared between those lines] and Raffo.

chatting lovingly at his desk in front of that.

Raffo: ".... because it takes all 'holy cards in front of the sti pc monitor? "
roommate: "I do not know 'holy cards, those are works by Caravaggio, and to collect my passport photos to find out where I come from, where I am, where I'm going ..."
A: "... then a TuttoCittà Put us."

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A little bit [b] harder


I know I normally post our battutari are geared not to say the least politically correct but the language clean.
I also know that in 98% of cases, we only self-produced material.
I realize that, in addition, a long time since the blog languishes.
Let's debunk these easy assumptions.

for you [for us] three more or less fresh shoot memorable:

First.
Raffo: "I rode a mari er ass ..."
Marino: "And oh well, you must poem'..."
Raffo: "Ma 'n fact it is useless to me ... so I ... er blood mica we do the bitter orange."

Next.
Marino, Raffo and 2 friends in Trastevere.
Marino: "We go here?"
Friend 1: "No, not if you smoke here"
Marino: "Then there?"
Friend 2: "No, not there That have a drink"
Marino: "Then let's go to that pub over there? "
Friend 1:" No, there if you do the barrels, break out the balls "
Marino:" Find me a wreath? ".

Last.
This is a cover, foul language, humor there is really strangely and takes place in the absence of Lucz and Marino.
reported because I want to take sides against the easy glottolinguistici racism that plague today's society.

contextualized:
Last night I was playing in a local little known outside of Rome. pre-conciliation, musicians preparing, working arrange the chairs. One of these chairs are still upside down on the table where I sat and the girl guitarist, waiting for the soundcheck. The chair is therefore the only one left still rests with the seat on the table, the four legs to the ceiling:

Waitress: "That we leave it like that?"
Raffo: "We liked as an ornament, a vase of flowers seems ..."
Waitress: "If, but there is only a convenient co 4 de ass holes."

nochalance If you can imagine the princess heiress with whom the young lady has given the phrase, you can see the standing ovation that the 14 musicians have turned to the formidable Battut.

I remember now another pearl of the girl above.
Same location, just 10 minutes later.
Strolling among the tables in arranging reservations, the maid-comedian [seems tautological, but it is not] known to land a pile of garbage, apparently forgotten by the cleaning lady. After looking straight at me which of us was standing around [incredible these things when they come I am always in the neighborhood], assumes the typical look of someone for one thing, a half-closed eyes and one eyebrow raised with a lot of well- sardonic smile, and opens fire.

Waitress: "Aridaje. The chick in the morning just like je lasciacce quanno cleans the autograph ..."

She turns and walks away.
people in the trade, raise your hands.

utmost respect for those who work and do four sets laughter.

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The bartender Marco


The bartender is the personal-barman Marco Marino.
Not that Marino has a personal bartender at home, but for years he attended the same bar, run by two brothers, one of which is just Mark.
Marco wrong career. He was not born to make coffee, but to make jokes.
We always forget to write but some swear by all that Mark is a character.
a fresh start with the story.

Avventore - Marco, how much those two nougat?
Marco - Two euro and forty
A. - Kill, I also know all broken!
M. - Hey, you need them magna ', not them you need to make ar ass.

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The long pauses


do not know why a long time do not write more on the blog.
The strange thing is that leaving hoards of crap but it weighs a bit 'the ass and not the immortal.
I would go to memory, in a sort of brief summary, but the jokes do not remember. Just a
.

Raffaele - My fretless bass does not sound as good. Should I buy one of two lire. Do I have a bag ...
Luca - Made 'na girl, right?

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Raffale had a motorcycle accident.
Nothing serious but it is more or less aching everywhere.
Its like my main activity is the music and the day after the incident should have been playing in a Roman restaurant.
I call to find out if you need help, for solidarity between musicians.
I call him while I'm ironing shirts and shirts.

Raffaele - Hello?
Luca - Raffaè '?
R - Oh, Gianlu 'How are you?
L - I'm a rack '. You?
R - I as well.

know it is not easy to grasp but I swear it, lived by himself, laugh a casino.

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nice and beautiful young woman offers its 'thank you' in exchange of slap on the wrist.

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My roommate is a son

Serendipity:
ability or luck to make by-case basis, with a path unplanned, unexpected discoveries, while you are looking for more. Needless
hope to find love or win the lottery, I would be enough to get the morning coffee shop to buy milk and resolve the longstanding problem of cellulite.

Lucz says, "This is written by my roommate, that the title of the post."
Marino says, "Even Oliver Hardy laugh a mess ..."

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Mirrors perceptual


1 - "Raffo close mirror to the right"
2 - "Of course now"
1 - "Nooooo !!!!!"
[Craaaaaaaaaaaash]
1 - "But you have opened the idiot I told you to close it!"
2 - "How should I know! I've only heard '... the mirror ...'. In a kind, quanno hand, opens mirrors them, not close them. It is not my fault? "

moteggio This took place as he left on board a car 'not' guided by me, and the driver asked me to close the 'good' the mirror because, being a bit 'broken, leaving it open the glass would have fallen ...

This story is incredibly helpful in understanding how knowledge of past and now Skin and man can lead to complete bypass of information outside of chief importance.

I also wanted to bring it back because the laughter who have made the 3 passengers [including myself] have reached volumes not seen human ear can hear.
The owner of the machine [And the mirror was] much less laughed.

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I am a former lover [as they say in Rome] Corto Maltese
One of those films and books in many different ways: in short, half fanatic.
began yesterday an exhibition focusing on him and coincided with a multi-cultural events that I hate more: the White Night. Despite the hatred
[even the old one] I plan to get out and go see the exhibition of pirated Hugo Pratt.
I get home from work, tired after about 12 laborers, Doccio me, I go out, do an hour in a row with the motor, because the Romans, in their supreme cleverness, although there are free public transport, well have thought to pull the car. Parking away from the Victorian [where there is an exhibition], the way a casino although I have a payment to a foot, arriving at the Capitol [who always does his figure obscene] and in front of the museum entrance is a row mileage run a red light [I swear, as usual].

The moral of the story is that of idiots in this town, when something is free, take the car, you are 15-20 km, three hours in a row standing in front of a museum to see something that does not even know. How would
Berger: I do not!

But as this is a blog Battut, as mention in this regard:
"Hey, when in Rome aggratise ggente is there is also a magna 'shit. "

Since it is a bit' strong, with a remedy out of context.

the bar.
- Excuse me, what is a croissant?
- 70 cents.
- And the crumbs?
- Nothing ...
- Ok, then I crumble three ...

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A Sometimes the inspiration battutistico that characterizes us is a source of supreme misfortune.
Sometimes funny situations arises merry.
sometimes mixes the two and other times like this, it creates surreal situations to tell posterity.
It turns out that, for reasons beyond my understanding, a girl with supreme features and not without some form of intellectual splendor [carefully concealed behind a kit racing hateful attitudes] has been loyal to me. Loyal to the point of offering to do half way around the ring just to drag me out of the house one evening when I do not want to stay at home but I'm not fit enough to take my beloved two-wheelers.
Fattostà that, an hour after I had agreed with the gentle maiden, my fantasies nottambulesche as the Roman Empire fell in front of the Huns, scuppered by a slight indisposition and other issues .. organization [but which however, reason for being in my purely moody].
cangevole Despite my mood the person is trying to convince [require?] To live up to the agreed plan for the implementation of which she has worked really [is prepared, it takes the machine, pisses friends, rises prematurely friendly from the table of his house ... He even planned and worked around my problems .. organization]. Royal
incontrovertible and goodwill.
After many objections and not just blurted out "friendly" [but no less angry] the feminine counterpart, I can convince good-naturedly, I won my last reticence [Machiavellian masterfully demolished by the exquisite Miss] and she is routed to the time at home mine. Except that
.. the spirit of the joke humorous takes hold of me. And I can not help but uscirmene with a final text message: "I'm sick but I will ....". The laconic reply "and I'm in the car ..." not enough to put me on notice that something is going wrong and that the humorous intent of the message is lost among the dense mystery of the Italian telephone networks. I come to this conclusion with the 'sms 4 minutes later: "I'm coming back" I
: "Really?"
her: "yes"
I: "I do not believe" she
"wait and see."
I waited. And since.

This story has a moral: If for 27 years people say, and allows you to tease as you like, forgiving and sketching your unique and imaginative output hysterical, it is said that one day you will not find someone who makes you notice that you've pissed off the vessel.
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