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JAMMENE PO ... UNDER TERRACINA ...

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'cause we're all made of stars

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the Moby concert last night. But really nice. Fantastic indeed.
sounds so cool, amazing vocalist, antiberlusconianismo declaration and an hour and a half of warhorses like Natural Blues. They were three-four years that I listened to Moby (Play was one of those albums that you hear so many times that in the end you feel it more). Maybe I put it on the podium of the finest concerts ever. Besides the concert, the evening was wow: Oliver showed off the play bike / card-not-to-know-what (after a dialogue with the / the guy / a Stand missiles and a failed purchase of a laser to those using thirteen Neptune). Palmacci has opened my eyes to the world of folk song in Terracina and soaked with sweat a crown of burgerking. James, who with the hair extensions back to the physical similarity Jacopodolce the years gone by, has jacopeggiato. Louis went on leave after the concert. Perry zompettato Livio and disappeared for a couple of hours.

Here. Let us pause a moment on this last point.
Livio has disappeared. Towards the twenty-two said he was going to San Lorenzo to see some friends and then get to the concert. Once we went out to a concert is never reached. San Lorenzo to find the friends already, but who assures us that it went really well? Livio has never come to Piazza del Popolo and the three in the morning waiting for us in the house of Jacob in Colli Albani who knows how long. After the concert, the telephone, a dozen of my "where are you?" responded with so many "are not in the area," and then say (or lie?) "are still in San Lorenzo." What did you do in those five hours? Where was it? Who was that? Why?

course, will also be gone from friends in San Lorenzo but, you know, does not stand up without an alibi witness. I do not know what happened in those five hours, I dare not imagine, but I invite you to reflect. Under the house of the Cacchione has Giacopo said, with feigned nonchalance, of being there for half an hour. I wonder, and if it had been around the longest? Why insist on the phone with the look under the house of Jacob? Maybe it has moved away from us at 22 meters to find the still open and head Anagnina to commit some kind of insane gesture ... or maybe he even had time to move in two opposite areas of the capital to stage lies on the phone and then expect the house of Jacob. I just hope that everyone is touched, did not suffer.

God only knows.
Losco Livio. Really shady. Yeah.
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THE REAL END POST (I had forgotten)
Tuesday morning, Piazza del Popolo, Fishing appearance. Near the church, one that gives up Piazzale Flaminio, a naked man is defecating in public. Once you have finished collecting the excrement expelled with a spatula and place it in a bag. Proud scratches his sex, then wash in the fountain. Here come the police.

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AND THE NEW AGE '

Sorry for not being able to be with you Saturday for lunch, I'm really sorry, but it was not the case. I sent a message of greetings or liviocacchionici or Matthew Perry, I forget, I hope you've read. I hope also that the immortality of Matthew and Perryblog shine once more, vave.
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THE NEW AGE AND 'ONLY SHIT - PART 1
Some time ago (I know Olivia, I should call you but I was not sure I would have done what I'm about to tell you), I, Gabriel, Matt Mauro and we arranged to meet in front of my former middle school to attend a conference in the main hall. Stigrancazzi you say. But stigrancazzi a cock instead! Why? Because the conference (occhio. .. we are in a public school, I repeat, we are in a public school) was run by a religious sect Nazi-new age (do not tell you the name, that Oliver will tell I suppose to know) which he hoped to hook up some faithful in the pontine Detroit. We four were the only spectators, went there to mock. The other ten people in the room were adepts (Recognizable by catenone gold neck depicting a swastika on a star of David). Well speaking only for ourselves, believing concerned. Tremendous.
Codest sect / religion / boiata / freak is widespread in nearly eighty countries and is, apparently, hierarchically organized. The basic idea is this: Humanity has been created in the laboratory by aliens. Everything is documented in the Bible: the word that we translate as He who comes from heaven / God would actually translated as Those who come from the sky. The aliens, of course.

I would like to summarize the argument made by the organizers of the conference:
aliens exist. The aliens have a great knowledge of genetic engineering and because of this they have created the Earth and everything that is upon it, including man, made in their image and likeness. (To be precise, the aliens resemble the Japanese). Twist: the aliens are discovered horny against the daughters of men, they have created. Aliens s'ingroppano the daughters of men, and from this comes the Jewish people. The Jews, however, the aliens are on the balls because they are too prudish, too stingy, and so on. Urge action "from above". Here's an alien impregnates Mary, the famous one that remains virgin birth and Jesus' miracles which staged with the help of cinematic tricks provided by friends of his father. The aliens in fact. The centuries pass and humanity progresses technologically. Humanity, however, is obviously incapable of handling the power of technology (as evidenced by the cases of Hiroshima and Nagasaki), we must act so that the man is not self-destruct.

In the seventies, an alien would have appeared to the founder of this sect (" seemed a common Japanese and had a great sense of humor ") revealing the truth about the world and the Scriptures. He would then say that sooner or later our creators would return to Earth to tell the truth (sounds a bit 'like "you were adopted," that is used in American films, is not it?) And that it was his job to be disciples of and establish an embassy to raise awareness of all mankind to avoid excessive astonishment and an obvious collective psychological shock. Among
tot thousand years, if we can accept the truth, if we are able to use technology for good, if we are able to disconnect from the myths childhood of Christ, Mohammed and Moses (who are nothing more that alien prophets) we will we become immortal creators of another planet, to become gods. Alien deity, because aliens in relation to the inhabitants of the new world we've created.
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Do you realize? In a public school ... That is ...
Fuck the ... Tragicomic.

THE NEW AGE AND 'ONLY SHIT - PART 2
E 'Maicolgecson lineage. Symbol garbage and superficiality of the music made in the USA has shown us that the American dream is possible. That even a negraccio if billionaire, can become white. 'That money solve everything, even the misfortune of being born blacks. Besides, an artist, however large, black man trapped in a body could not sell records in Texas, no? Musically, it sucks. The white-to-become-not-be-black makes me even more disgusting. Then the blonde died on the same day of Charlie's Angels and nobody is the shit. As Gigi Sabani obscured by Pavarotti. One girl interviewed by

emptive said something like "Maicolgecson has run once bought a whole store of Bel Air because he had to throw billions ... who else could have done something so big? A genius." Maccheccazzo come on! Manco on ______ write such rubbish! (Yes, ______ is the journal of which 180 pages are advertisements on 200 and the remaining 20 are: Summary, suggestions for purchases made by idiots reviews, gossip, pictures and repetition of words rock'n'roll. L ' only music magazine that talks about everything but music. Usually those who buy or which has the entire discography of Deep Purple vinyl, or was born with forcibe.)

Then 'is nostalgia for the 80s ...
I understand that the Interpol or Editors, or Bravery is lacking in the new wave, but how can one be nostalgic of the 80 ones with keyboards boor, combinations of color made cazz'ecane, lipsticks by undercutting hookers, dresses with shoulder pads and films with poor picture ?
Perhaps it is good that there is an 80s-pop-trash. Without an 80s-pop-trash maybe things like, cazzonesò, Nick Cave, would be in the ears of all in the absence of another. To me an underclass with Nick Cave nell'emmeppitrè would bother.
There's a movie, a great movie, The Wedding , in which a director is dead end because it speaks well of him. Ciarzmenson maybe when he dies will be presented as a genius unjustly imprisoned.

THE NEW AGE AND 'ONLY SHIT - PART 3
The fungovita summer spends quiet but unusual. With Heroinbob not ever test causes difficulty in finding a good day, maybe Sunday morning could be the solution you've been waiting for. With indie-still-without-a-name has been tried twice after a month of total abstinence, and it seems fine. The camel lent me the gameboy 'That is in me got the crazy game after a nearly two decades without ever having touched video games. Oh, maybe I need to be the nerd that I've never been? Maybe I think that by doing so I can become adept at writing songs like Rivers Cuomo? Which is really wants us to believe as a nerd with those glasses? I think those glasses, "by nerd" but have always been trend. Or maybe just a day x onwards. That is, nerd glasses so 'many other up! Maybe 'na time ... Oh well.
Monday evening co 'Jessica adventure in the car to get to a reunion with friends Subagusta scout. Nettunense blocked. Pontine slow. Short agony. And at home we also lost. Did you know that there is the tamarind in a can? Well, now you know.

not find that Kelly Watch The Stars is one of the most beautiful titles which can give a Song? Come on. Kelly watch the stars. It 'the perfect. No? How Cherry Blossom Girl . The Air with the titles we can do let's face it.