"I do not care the Lodo Alfano" lies have short legs. And wear loafers with heels ...
(Proverbio popular. More or less ...)
Seven Servetti poor wood went to chop one of them s'infranse in half and then there were six
In fact, the skeletons in the closets of dusty Bottegone judges are looking for them and how, to point that the first to go to jail in the years of Tangentopoli Lombard were just two former comrades as doc Soavi and Li Calzi and settlements and convictions for illegal financing of political parties abound even among the veterans of the former Communist Party. But you do not you dare to do this to people like Hood Cecchetto, Sandrino giulianone or to the two ministers bonsai Pena and Panic: The militant underbelly of Berlusconi, the viscera of the master with borborygmi incessantly spread their glowing bursts of anti-hate Mephistopheles, the priests of that nature against fasciosocialismo Italian passed from international to Padania, the sun of the culture of tissue from the left to lombardiana Storace and Calderoli (coincidentally all 'era among the most ardent fans of tangentopoli) . Otherwise, to seize the souls pale pure a stroke and fell to the ground below dragging all their old arsenal of languages \u200b\u200bhypertrophic, caps, compasses, and Apicella songs of false dossier running the risk of hitting a deadly retaliation politicized that send straight to heaven. Poor: provate ad immaginare tutti quei nanetti atterriti eternamente sospesi in una rarefatta atmosfera di celestiale purezza, sobrietà e castità governata da quell’immutabile regola divina: “La legge è uguale per tutti. Almeno quassù…” dal sapore così esplicitamente comunista. Sicuramente penserebbero di essere finiti in procura, ed a quel punto non gli resterebbe altro da fare che dichiararsi prigionieri politici..
I sei poveri servetti giocan con un alvear da una vespa uno fu punto cinque soli ne restar
“Sarebbe bene che un uomo con le qualità di Di Pietro scendesse in politica. La sua ansia moralizzatrice è patrimonio di tutti e potrebbe be useful to the country. My newspaper, my tivvù, my group have always been at the forefront in supporting the courts of clean hands ... " ( lie No.7) . But yes, you read right: and God knows what devastating sense of ingratitude must have been caught by the poor San Bottino Hammamet, patron saint of the fugitives, hearing these words obscenely unnatural. The daddy of the descent into the mud ( with all his retinue of aspiring starlets and rugs pennivendoli ) was indeed a convinced (?) Fan of those judges then on the crest of the wave to the point volerseli bring all those in government, institutions and even within the party (he succeeded only with relatives, but now he and his trumpeters railed against Di Pietro De Magistris and why they are in the Italy of Values, but then it is true that consistency is the virtue of balls ..) . Those same courts have become over the years gradually raving: "attack on the institutional bodies," "willing executioners of the rule of law," "coup", "red robes," "armed wing of the left", "subversives anthropologically distant from mankind " and against whom no less than a fling spudoratissima parliamentary committee of inquiry promoted by the majority through that the caste of thieves will retain the right to impunitario complaint against his natural judge. In this respect it seems that his Highness the Count Igor Marini, thawed and primed once again to all points, has already started warming on board landfill. In practice we have to always listen to the usual cloying story of "politicized justice " (n 8 lie) that investigated and heard her from the old tools that Caf collapsed in fact the will of the voters (which have been mandate to power all recycled, the racks and their associates still firmly in the saddle: just a beautiful Italian-style revolution, short ..) can have an effect, but ritrovarsela engaged in a fight as those pumpkins and Gasparetto who then threw the coins in his black shirt off the Raphael, the secessionists in Bragoni green waving loops in this parliament today, where limited pasture blessed a shield to thieves, corrupt and Camorra of all levels and recycling Feltry Kruger, who at that time ran a "European" ipergiustizialista victim squassanti wet dreams just thinking about Borrelli, frankly is a little 'pain and also a lot In reality crap that we have seen in action in Italy for sixteen years was an unusual case of macroscopic as "political judiciarization , "and the whole epic of love partiton (fee) at the bottom is nothing but an indigestible mixture of the victims of caste knowingly disseminated false and fraudulent as to the alleged associate of impunity for the boss and all his court and stuffed by a personal basis opprobrium legislation almost always messy when not clearly unconstitutional. Everyone knows very well that he fell into politics just because financially troubled by bad water and investigations by the prosecution that involved all right his illustrious person and his group even before the electoral victory that would have taken away the power of no less than the joyful machine War of the dangerous eating children Achille Occhetto. Beyond the propaganda that tells it (lie n 9) before the '94 popes had caught on appeal a conviction for false testimony about P2, and from 1992 to 1994 ended in the eye of justice real bigwig of his court which Brancher, Paolo Berlusconi, Letta, Galliani, Confalonieri, Dell'Utri, Foscale, etc.: other then that judges unleashed against him until after the birth of Forza Mafia!
politicized justice in Italy is ultimately only one that floats on their mud on the other hand those who are the true inventors and end users of that smelly "Method Boffo " theorized by prode Straquaqquaraquadanio?..
Cinque poveri negretti un giudizio han da sbrigar, un lo ferma il tribunale quattro soli ne restar
Questa strofa verrà saltata perché palesemente intrisa di odio giustizialista e forcaiolo e traboccante intollerabile antiberlusconismo militante….
Quattro poveri negretti salpan verso l’alto mar uno un granchio se lo prende quattro soli ne restar
Ultimo bunga bunga a Palazzo Chigi . Prima di deliziarci con le balle spaziali sulle inesistenti assoluzioni del cainano (menzogna n 10 : ma quando mai!) inspiriamo profondamente e tuffiamoci in apnea nella maleodorante melma quotidiana iniziando col suggerire allo zelante Beldidietro di non gettare più la scucchia oltre l’ostacolo, anche perché questo risulta posizionato ad un livello talmente infimo che per oltrepassarlo dovrebbe come minimo mettersi a strisciare. Qui infatti il gossip ( menzogna n 11) c’entra come i cavoli a merenda, come Sandrino con la poesia, come Apicella con la musica, come Di Pietro con la grammatica, come Bonaiuti con le tinture per capelli oppure come il Pdl con la legge. La cronaca infatti riporta le vicende di una ladruncola marocchina minorenne trattenuta dalle forze dell’ordine per dei piccoli furti in appartamento e non rispedita di corsa nei lager libici da Bobo il terribile ma tutelata nientemeno che da Palazzo Chigi nel nome del celebre “Lodo Bunga Bunga ” ( quello che prevede l’immunità per le frequentatrici dei festini delle più alte cariche dello stato, gli stessi che a loro volta costituiscono legittimo impedimento per evitare al premier di recarsi in tribunale. Evidentemente, oltre alla legge, anche la gnocca nel paese dell’amore non è più uguale per tutti…). L’avvenente furfantella, imbottita di gioielli donatigli dal suo misterioso ed altolocato protettore, è stata perfino spacciata per la nipote di Mubarak ( tanto nella cricca del predellino un negro vale l’altro, inutile stare a sottilizzare tra Marocchini ed Egiziani: sono gente pratica che lavora e non ha da perder tempo con la cultura, loro. Al massimo,se gli avanza qualche minuto, se ne vanno a mignotte… ) ed onorata dalla scorta della mitica igienista dentale personale del padrone ( considerando ciò che esce da quella bocca la sua deve essere davvero una missione ai limiti dell’ impossibile ). Altro dunque che gossip e bunga bunga: siamo di fronte ad un torbido caso di abuso di potere e di violazione delle leggi sull’affidamento dei minori ( che in questo caso secondo i pifferai non varrebbero in quanto la fanciulla era equipaggiata almeno come una ventiquattrenne) con annessi retroscena di uno squallore tale da suggerire ad un individuo dotato di un minimo di dignità e d’ amor patrio immediate dimissioni con ignominia e conseguente esilio a vita in una delle tante off shore di Antigua. Ma già, dimenticavo: come diceva mons. Fisichella anche il bunga bunga con ministre, attricette, veline e minorenni così come le bestemmie e la comunione ai pluridivorziati deve essere contestualizzato. In parole povere se a praticarli sono i potenti bastano un paio di pater nostrer ed un po’ di leggine giuste: che sia per caso proprio questa la teoria alla base delle famose radici cristiane della Lega? Lui intanto sostiene di amare le donne ( però solo quelle bone che gliela sventolano davanti: le mogli infatti le ha pluricornificate e la povera Rosy Bindi la insulta tutti i giorni) e di aiutare i bisognosi: chissà se telefonerebbe with the same speed in order to defend the reasons for a poor unemployed person, a family man laid off, or maybe another thief is not equipped with extra xxl tits and regulars of his dinners with built-bunga bunga ( maybe try to push for Gaddafi's cousin of the camel). While not love the gossip, we admit that we would be so curious to know the identity of the two foreign ministers participating in small parties, although in reality some suspicion in that regard we would: like to see that it was just Sacconi and Brunetta?. And when this world in which bleak squalor old Porcelain border with pedophilia if they go around recruiting poor disiminbite minors and available to be shipped in drums in the hard seratine dell'attempato mandrillone. Such a thing happen to any parent of a minor girl more than Madonna, it would be printed on at least a big face of Fascianchè heeled shoes that make him fall to the ground along with all that makeup and extra cranial mats various appurtenances ( Here is a clear example of communist climate of hatred, poor innocent victims ...) . The same band hard and pure that today runs to his rescue by saying that the women he seduces: nice effort, especially when he says the wrong, then you pay (it seems even with places to minister and secretary) . The head bunga bunga still trash no longer wishes to talk about it: in fact, he much prefers to live it. As for the Naples, stock is not sold in family newspapers (maybe because it was too fragrant ) will be made to disappear within three days. And so, as one of the bags Bertolaido searches desperately in search of his used condoms with the masseuse in thong, Gallo Cerone who knows who will telephone this time. Above all, he will take charge in person or on behalf of the brave Cosentino?
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