I've been lucky
to come back to London recently. Sure, Im under the rain while down there there are 30 degrees and people is laying on the beach, but at least I avoided
the Pope visit in Cagliari! What a curse. And apparently, pope Benedict "Palpatine" XVI, going up and down by the city with his "papa-mobile" (not quite a bat-mobile, but still...) has been warmly greeted. For the event, also Berlusconi was there (plagues never come alone). Some facts:
- the Pope arrived this morning with a personal Italian Army airplane: guess who's paying the fuel bill?
- according to the newspaper: "three girls, Chiara, Valeria, and Giorgia, gave to the Pope a bunch of flowers, receiving in return a wide smile and a caress." Then I ask to myself... WHO IN THE HELL GIVES A FUCK?!? ARE THESE ONES THE FUCKING NEWS FROM THE COUNTRY?
I'm disconcerted, I don't know what's going on here. Depression.
1 comment:
You know that this comment really crushed your carreer as a politician? However, I am sure they would have found a video of Zeppe in Swimsuit challenging for a beauty contest!
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