I thought right now. At first
in many lengths from the group of pursuers, Mara Carfagna . The lanky-looking piece of meat (stolen from the bone to a boxer is not particularly cute and you look so) raised in the school policy of " Piazza Grande" and "Voice Vote " of course immediately appointed Minister for Equal opportunity (in fact if she did it increase the chances of many of the bipeds).
in many lengths from the group of pursuers, Mara Carfagna . The lanky-looking piece of meat (stolen from the bone to a boxer is not particularly cute and you look so) raised in the school policy of " Piazza Grande" and "Voice Vote " of course immediately appointed Minister for Equal opportunity (in fact if she did it increase the chances of many of the bipeds).
It 's amazing to see how the do not know nothing and be rewarded just by virtue of his own insignificance are no longer the sole prerogative of the TV world. When politics becomes it includes TV spots and specks, in a short circuit between a crisis of ideology, reality and desire "another . From the three " the " of Berlusca now within three m "Svampa of duty: Magalli , Mengacci and (in a very democratic side) Shit. Which of the three "m " will open the way for the wider? I gotta know who to thank now that miss " gays do not exist," he resolved with his magic wand homophobic discrimination (all mold cattodestrorso, ça va sans dire), then let me know if you discovered something.
In second place
provola legs crossed: Giusy Ferreri . She also brought forth from the womb of the hysterical TV, supercharged with homogenized brand Amy Winehouse and packed accordingly. I will not tolerate the sobs of his neurasthenic summer hit. Derivative as sexually repulsive, the 'sausage with serious problems of diction only goes to smash their ears from the beginning of summer, and now only hear the words " forget" and " me" in the same speech I feel unstoppable murderous instincts . Minimizing
we can say that a cross is not just Italian: every developed country (economically, not at the level of the ear) now has its own Amy of the poor, such Duffy, Adele, Beth Rowley and who knows how many more. A slaughterhouse that has befallen us neighborhood, but each market has the products you deserve.
In third place, completing the triad politics / music / TV (is there one in the world?), Cristina Chiabotto . The sciacquetta that made me stop drinking mineral water. Unlistenable, unwatchable, omnipresent. There have been shaped in any sauce. Hear how skimpy thong copioncini mumbling with his diction on the border of the third grade (and support), along with Del Piero and a nun (good company). Or do you see wearing the bare minimum that the strategic eye Mediaset square and penises everywhere to lift share with visual disabilities. Always.
In and of itself is no worse than others, but not knowing how to do or say anything, it is not even particularly nice, she remains an Slices of meat (chicken combs those dry, dry wit that you are not fired in a gorge good half hour). As such it should already be spoiled for a long time, and instead is always hanging there. Between a Real TV advertising and an intermission, with or without ass in the air.
Since in this case a claim for mineral waters, which is the biggest marketing hoax of the century (via misleading advertising on the properties of water: it is globally a business so unreasonable that it must be environmentally suppressed by law), above her colleagues, who have at least the good disregard to sell themselves and do not smoke in the bottle. I avoid the bird jokes
Del Piero. All the knowledge in this regard can be found every Sunday in an Italian stage random.
Under these three, the world. Full of women.
A world in which feminism has no meaning . Not because there are really equal opportunities for men and women. We are well past that turning point.
Men and women as we know them, with their taboos and their social roles, problems and aspirations, do not exist anymore. The " men and women" that you see around are alas, faded copies of those that surround the husband of Constance on TV. Generic
mimeographed, incapable, bad / and actors / actresses, careerists inept and whores. returnable bottles.
E 'outrageous even to think, equal opportunities, if you consider who (and by whom ) could be given. Hand
the club, back in the cave.
provola legs crossed: Giusy Ferreri . She also brought forth from the womb of the hysterical TV, supercharged with homogenized brand Amy Winehouse and packed accordingly. I will not tolerate the sobs of his neurasthenic summer hit. Derivative as sexually repulsive, the 'sausage with serious problems of diction only goes to smash their ears from the beginning of summer, and now only hear the words " forget" and " me" in the same speech I feel unstoppable murderous instincts . Minimizing
we can say that a cross is not just Italian: every developed country (economically, not at the level of the ear) now has its own Amy of the poor, such Duffy, Adele, Beth Rowley and who knows how many more. A slaughterhouse that has befallen us neighborhood, but each market has the products you deserve.
In third place, completing the triad politics / music / TV (is there one in the world?), Cristina Chiabotto . The sciacquetta that made me stop drinking mineral water. Unlistenable, unwatchable, omnipresent. There have been shaped in any sauce. Hear how skimpy thong copioncini mumbling with his diction on the border of the third grade (and support), along with Del Piero and a nun (good company). Or do you see wearing the bare minimum that the strategic eye Mediaset square and penises everywhere to lift share with visual disabilities. Always.
In and of itself is no worse than others, but not knowing how to do or say anything, it is not even particularly nice, she remains an Slices of meat (chicken combs those dry, dry wit that you are not fired in a gorge good half hour). As such it should already be spoiled for a long time, and instead is always hanging there. Between a Real TV advertising and an intermission, with or without ass in the air.
Since in this case a claim for mineral waters, which is the biggest marketing hoax of the century (via misleading advertising on the properties of water: it is globally a business so unreasonable that it must be environmentally suppressed by law), above her colleagues, who have at least the good disregard to sell themselves and do not smoke in the bottle. I avoid the bird jokes
Del Piero. All the knowledge in this regard can be found every Sunday in an Italian stage random.
Under these three, the world. Full of women.
A world in which feminism has no meaning . Not because there are really equal opportunities for men and women. We are well past that turning point.
Men and women as we know them, with their taboos and their social roles, problems and aspirations, do not exist anymore. The " men and women" that you see around are alas, faded copies of those that surround the husband of Constance on TV. Generic
mimeographed, incapable, bad / and actors / actresses, careerists inept and whores. returnable bottles.
E 'outrageous even to think, equal opportunities, if you consider who (and by whom ) could be given. Hand
the club, back in the cave.
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