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The Post today has neither head nor tail.
It is some jumble of thoughts.
If you do not understand anything, do not worry
I was not able to do better.
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paint the situation: a man in his underwear and pajamas, Telemarket in the background (Alessandro Orlando, the 'great Seller, apparently snatched in the theater, wants pouring out "for two of us lucky bronze sculptures of great beauty unheard of Giovan Francesco Gonzaga), the football stuff to air (a decent 5-5 I was rewarded with a second proposal Endas for a championship next year ... I re-asked-STIs-si-mo!). In this scenario
thrilling (you decide whether of pleasure or fear, I will not go into the ...) I write with an eye on the calendar, counting 366 last farewell to Ares and realizing that in a year may change, as in one year continue to change, but even more than I can change in just one hour: Take last Saturday, the place is Pontedecimo Musically last engagement with the social season 2008-2009. After I got a supply capital to the tune of Billie Jean (where the capital letter "M", the word is five letters, you revealed the secret ...) the typical Diste he would go home angry , to bite the pillow ...
... Here, we say that has become typical old, and I instead took the opportunity to celebrate a birthday (by the way, AUGURIIII LAURAAA, better repeat it because it offends) Cogoleto, e-me- unknown "Baraonda. Cute little place, but everything was to change the time-revival, which seem unexpected, which made me leave the behind every glimmer of sadness. We really wanted to, we say that some 'healthy me the casino are also well-deserved! :-)
The next day ended another season, the sports of the 2PW, with a new middleweight champion and with so many ideuzze I have in mind for next season, for which foreshadows the same for my subscribed a progressively smaller role as fair and understandable. The future is in the hands of these great little guys, and I expect and hope for the 2010 final a year of consolidation.
What else to say ... I quote one of my distant past:
... the inside might be as black as the night
But at the end of the tunnel there's a light
No, no reference to drugs more or less heavy. Just next Monday will start the first tranche of leave, as desirable as ever this year. You go down to San Giuliano Terme, relaxation is the watchword, so half way between the sea and spa resorts. And who'll kill me?
It closes with my biggest hug for two people who have decided to walk together for the rest of their days: Cate, Luke, was an honor to live with you this special day.
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No!
You can not complain.
I warned you that had neither head nor tail.
the next. Tsk!
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