I can think of many, but just so many things. Unfortunately, time is running out, and often when I return home, there's always something to do or those few times, I feel the need to rest.
Let's cut to the chase ...
"Democracy has a price!"
"You young, you're lucky!"
"Do not worry, you get to the end of the tunnel, then it will come out stronger!"
"Blessed are you who you are tall"
"Lucky you, to have it so ...."
Lately, my ears, they are forced to hear things that touch me deeply. Yeah, touch my hand, touchy! But overall, I do not take it and continue to maintain my usual outward calm ... too bad that ulcerative esophagitis and, sometimes knocking on the door. to the claims / the above considerations, in order, I reply:
"The price we must pay, the pay from our pockets, not in the pockets of those who make mistakes. As always, the other wrong and who is the cost ... well, "fuck the ass of others is like a string of spaghetti, right?!? Long live democracy! "
"What would be the luck of us young people? Experience working to remove the hot chestnuts out from under the ass of those who for years, with extreme selfishness, nor has not paid a penny of contributions, or taxes, the lucky and find a class of teenagers from having to keep irresponsible, economically, and morally incapable of understanding why, but in quite capable and willing to pretend. eclipse I see on the horizon! "
"I speak with tiny, even by nano entrepreneur Stronger?!? Well, it is natural to have to undertake to try to remedy the financial gaps created by those who selfishly, unpunished, robbed life to this company called Italy. I think it was more useful and less costly to stop a military leverage that a politician with a lot of charge! But do we begin to make our own space and the idea of \u200b\u200b"feed" another mouth: Now comes the savior of the Fatherland: Beppe Grillo! " " Look here '... have you ever tried to go to the supermarket and having to meet the demands of old ladies (they were young and beautiful, at least): "Excuse me, she is high, you get the big drum of detergent for washing machine, which is located on that shelf?" Call it pure luck! "Finally ... you feel good to hear others tell it having sex free, so indelicate, painting bulls crazy (as if the "Cicia" they had only them) and think the other side you have to be delicate because ... "is too narrow and non-lubricated" , "sorry I have the uterus low, you do plan," "I lost my virginity for the second time" ... well, once again: "That Shakes and ccazzo!"
To close, about democracy and of "the law is equal for all", is not it unfair that a mugger / bank robber, dies on the "job" but the others consider his demise as "death white at work?? MMMmmmmahhhh!
People who do not know and I send hugs, kisses, virtual gifts. Every morning I open my mail and facebook blocked by those who sent me a hug, send me a kiss, sends me a gift. Ahh, what a beautiful way to start the day. But . But why send me a hug so warm when we meet on the street if I did not even say hello? Why send me a ferrari as a gift and if you ask 100 euro loan to send me to hell? Why invite me to dinner at the best restaurant in Miami and when I say we go for a coffee, I'll pay, do not have time, you escape? Why? Every day, thousands of people posting videos on children around the world die of hunger, but you you post that video, how many times you gave a euro to a child on the street asks you why he's hungry? Every day, thousands of people posting videos of bastards who abuse animals, but you you post that video, have you ever gone to a municipal dog pound to try to adopt a puppy? O without going to adopt a puppy, how often have you felt harassed on the street in disgust and disgusted if you are a stray to sniff her shoes and maybe you begging a piece of bread? people who write his sentences for effect ... That's nice. People who seem to live for others, generous, caring, ... Then, make even hardly speak to me ... it is better, perhaps, seem superficial and insignificant to do as I do: I just write bullshit on my Inter. At least there will be no one can accuse me of falsehood. I love the interaction, write and follow.
Social networks, factory iposcrisia ...
I do not care if you send me a virtual hug. When I encountered, let me look really ...
Too many thoughts, too many headaches. Thank goodness the "penalty" is coming to term. Still 21 days and I can finally the curtain falls on this month incredibili.Penso that there really is a divine plan on what we do or not do. Sometimes things happen, there's signs, we do not know or do not want to understand.
summary. In recent months, the success of all: 6
burglary; 4 accidents; work, because swine fever, the general crisis and normal low season everything went to hell; and, last but not least, I have melted Friday the engine of my SUV.
Perhaps enough. Maybe it's time to take a month to finally relax and get back in Italy.
Oh, I almost forgot: WE ARE CHAMPIONS OF ITALY!
But this is now part of the routine returns to normal ...
In the picture I moped through the streets of La Romana.