Saturday, December 30, 2006

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The weeds never die


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.

Moral: Even if you show
guise of Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother, the Antichrist is always the Antichrist.

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

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Libera nos a malo

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.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

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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 ...".

Monday, December 18, 2006

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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.