Monday, March 7, 2005

Allusions In Romeo And Juliet

We can only shake his head

*** just some small ideas that escape me @ ***

three or four hundred shots at the vehicle ... impossible. The car was turned into a heap of twisted metal, smoking and unrecognizable, and there was no escape for the occupants.

@ There was no checkpoint. On the way to the airport? but come on ...

@ We did not go fast. We have pointed at a lighthouse and then started shooting. Now ... you want me to believe that a driver who runs the hot area of the city is not aware of the rules of engagement which explicitly authorize the army to open fire on any vehicle that does not stop when you notice? Want to really make me believe? Of course, if you have loaded on the plane Tassinari and took him there to drive the car ... but I find it unlikely.

@ Why Sgrena was kidnapped while he was on the phone with another journalist?

@ Why has admitted that he "acted with emphasis" in the first video concerning his abduction had been asked why so? Certainly the fact that she's openly anti-American has nothing to do ...

@ Why his kidnapping was facilitated by members of his entourage? @

why the video in which implored Italy to withdraw troops was broadcast the day before the vote in the Senate? Smells fishy few miles away, the thing ... @

as never before in the video in question Sgrena nods to the man holding the camera to "stop" and the video stops, as if she were to direct shooting? @

why exactly one month after the seizure? Holidays backward?

@ Why Sgrena's car passes through a checkpoint without stopping and continued despite the warning shots, then allowing the GIs to fire on the vehicle ... and strangely enough, the villains are neither her with his beautiful story that makes water everywhere, nor even the terrorists and who knows what jihaad, but U.S. troops?

If I am wrong I apologize, but if I'm right, my Lady, I hope that God will wipe my ass with his soul.

I invite you to read this .

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Remove Butter From Jeans

AHAHAHHAHHAH!

Wednesday, January 5, 2005

How Much Does A Furnace Cost To Replace Calgary

I do not know who they are, but at least I know where I go.

Bottoncino carino rabbato solo dio si ricorda dove... Some people think I am Lazarus. Maybe not wrong.

Lazarus died. He stood there looking beautiful dead dead that not even those we thought to open the CIS to find out why it was sbacchettato, passing with a beard and blond hair and PATAPAM! him back to life and provide him with more years of queues at the post office, supermarket and superbubbles for the chariot SUV. And Lazarus certainly thought: Ahmar sputak Thok! (Which means approximately "But your cock, you, eh no?).

ends with this introduction that is not my beautiful c'azzecca chip only one of anything, I will now explain why some people believe I am Lazarus, and Why not wrong then too much:

a) disappears. Sometimes for a few days only, at times - this time as soon as this time - for months. There is never a single reason, it is always due to a combination of bad luck, a bit 'as that piece of metal that blew a tire on the Concorde, then you wash the wing tank, the fuel ended up in the whirlwind of engines and boom! here, such a thing.

b) reappear. And everyone is wondering where I was finished. The call and I pretend nothing, deny, create an alibi and do as if everything was just perfect. It never is. If I was gone, why do not you think that a serious error et et it was important? yes yes ...

c) I've got a lot of myself with that guy with the beard.

d) ... now escapes me, but sooner or later you wake up and I remember all 4 am to tell you.

That said, let's say that a fopttilione of things have changed since I last wrote anything. Actually, the changes had already begun by the parties to arrive, but had a strong surge in late September. Incidentally, I'm with a wonderful person, who moved to Milan from Lugano to be close to me, who sought and found a job in Lugano. The undersigned has finally found work after a period of luuuungo semidisoccupazione, and like a lot. Then, yesterday I aged a year, I had one of the happiest Christmases of my life, an extraordinarily intimate and romantic New Year's Day and a birthday away from home but with my partner next to me got one thing I wanted for years. .. a GPS! Yes! Now persist in not knowing who they are, but I know where I go, with a margin of error of a few meters away!

Here, I would say that as restarting we ... then I will certainly think of something serious.