contended that I had missed an article on the work of the junta Bruno.Qualche time ago.
Mò v'adete is! Paraculo the refrain of their lives and the lives of others in the "touch" the Dr. Bruno. If the cowardly perpetrators of the fall of his Government, as it happens even on a "Palace" to rummage through the crap, we did scorched earth around, WE, francavillesi with greasy ass, surely we would not be complaining about how things are TODAY. Why ... ...., Think that perhaps the city has its major share of responsibility for what has happened to Dr. Bruno? If success is what has happened, we owe the habit of "lu frangavillese" to watch from the balcony of his false pride even today if the sun shines and the water of the sea is wet. Mica can think of an interest in city politics with altruism and sense of responsibility! In the morning he wakes up, you greasy ass perbenino, and leaves the house to pretend to count for something. Make up and down the avenue, comes to Siren, if any row (as usual) and goes home all happy for a walk. Well, nothing has changed so everything is in place. The tiles of the sidewalk from the station to "widow" is 9785, The hunting dogs are in place as always, available to the adviser with the "c" tiny touched his ass, ahh that satisfaction. What happens today also happened in the past. And so it was also the time Bruno Administration. The City Council is under the blackmail of palazzinari cowards? Mayor Bruno struggles to keep the majority? We risk returning to the elections and hand over the country to a jumble of ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...? (The term definitelo VOI). And who cares! And so, today fregatene fregatene tomorrow and today we find ourselves, as we say, "n'ghe nà mane Avandia and one Arrete! We can criticize what we want our heroes to the palace, but I tell you to do well against which to kick ass. Are we or are not we, the people of the ostrich, the great explorers of our fragrant garden plots, the living embodiment of the frustration of the effort of those few who just wanted a future for their town instead of somewhere else where we have fallen today? Once I recited: For posterity will judge. Wrong! I was wrong. It should not be complacent and rely on the opinion of those who come after us. We would do the same mistake of the generation that came before us and that has been destroyed. Just look at Francavilla. To think that while the indoctrination of policy lasted for 50 years taught us to fear "mustache" (true act of terrorism perpetrated institutionally against an entire people), the clever fellow that we know well here and re-landed in Francavilla, the cry "from the communists," and not I am a communist, i did demolish them. When Bruno, who did not need, he wanted to break the toys, was shelled cowardly. Behind. End of one of the rare and noble examples to administer honestly the "common good". Here I want to stop. The story, that story became part of ABC's SMALL CON known textbook distributed at our elementary schools for the use and education of all future directors of the our city. Clearly not yet known who will become, but never mind, someone will benefit those teachings and be in charge when it is his moment, the next edition. E 'already happened and is still going on. And after my rant in vain, I urge my fellow citizens ostriches for DNA, to become aware of their condition if the condition can speak. Strappatevi off the saddle and bridle, bite the hand of your trainers and if you really want to overdo it, pisciategli feet. Alterius not sit here suus they could, quoting Cicero.
Mò v'adete is! Paraculo the refrain of their lives and the lives of others in the "touch" the Dr. Bruno. If the cowardly perpetrators of the fall of his Government, as it happens even on a "Palace" to rummage through the crap, we did scorched earth around, WE, francavillesi with greasy ass, surely we would not be complaining about how things are TODAY. Why ... ...., Think that perhaps the city has its major share of responsibility for what has happened to Dr. Bruno? If success is what has happened, we owe the habit of "lu frangavillese" to watch from the balcony of his false pride even today if the sun shines and the water of the sea is wet. Mica can think of an interest in city politics with altruism and sense of responsibility! In the morning he wakes up, you greasy ass perbenino, and leaves the house to pretend to count for something. Make up and down the avenue, comes to Siren, if any row (as usual) and goes home all happy for a walk. Well, nothing has changed so everything is in place. The tiles of the sidewalk from the station to "widow" is 9785, The hunting dogs are in place as always, available to the adviser with the "c" tiny touched his ass, ahh that satisfaction. What happens today also happened in the past. And so it was also the time Bruno Administration. The City Council is under the blackmail of palazzinari cowards? Mayor Bruno struggles to keep the majority? We risk returning to the elections and hand over the country to a jumble of ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...? (The term definitelo VOI). And who cares! And so, today fregatene fregatene tomorrow and today we find ourselves, as we say, "n'ghe nà mane Avandia and one Arrete! We can criticize what we want our heroes to the palace, but I tell you to do well against which to kick ass. Are we or are not we, the people of the ostrich, the great explorers of our fragrant garden plots, the living embodiment of the frustration of the effort of those few who just wanted a future for their town instead of somewhere else where we have fallen today? Once I recited: For posterity will judge. Wrong! I was wrong. It should not be complacent and rely on the opinion of those who come after us. We would do the same mistake of the generation that came before us and that has been destroyed. Just look at Francavilla. To think that while the indoctrination of policy lasted for 50 years taught us to fear "mustache" (true act of terrorism perpetrated institutionally against an entire people), the clever fellow that we know well here and re-landed in Francavilla, the cry "from the communists," and not I am a communist, i did demolish them. When Bruno, who did not need, he wanted to break the toys, was shelled cowardly. Behind. End of one of the rare and noble examples to administer honestly the "common good". Here I want to stop. The story, that story became part of ABC's SMALL CON known textbook distributed at our elementary schools for the use and education of all future directors of the our city. Clearly not yet known who will become, but never mind, someone will benefit those teachings and be in charge when it is his moment, the next edition. E 'already happened and is still going on. And after my rant in vain, I urge my fellow citizens ostriches for DNA, to become aware of their condition if the condition can speak. Strappatevi off the saddle and bridle, bite the hand of your trainers and if you really want to overdo it, pisciategli feet. Alterius not sit here suus they could, quoting Cicero.
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