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    June 22

    Red Cappuccet

    Storia bellissima
    Secchioni prego astenersi
     
     
     
    A long, long (very long) time ago there was a little girl called Cappuccet Red. One mattin, her mam dissed: "Cappuccet, take this cest to the nonn, but warning to the Lup, he is terrible and very very affamated. Torn prest, good luck and in bock of the Lup". Cappuccet, didn't comprended so much but she prended the cest and obbedied. Cammining cammining in the bosk (with the cest) she incontered the Lup: "Hi little girl, where do you go?" - Asked the Lup "I go to the Nonn with this cest, which is full of chocolate, caramels, mirtills and lampons!" - risponded Cappuccet. ".Pork the mignott" - dissed the Lup (maybe is an expression like "what a big colp of cul I had!" ), so prended one scuse and affretted himself vers the house of the Nonn. Arrived at the house of the Nonn, the Lup suoned the campanell, entred, balzed on the bed and manged the Nonn, so indossed the sottovest, the night-berret, the occhials and waited Capuccet with the cest. Cappucett was lent, lent. very lent and arrived at the house of the Nonn two hours later and entered (with the cest, of course). When she vided the Nonn (note: it was the Lup, not the Nonn!!!) chiesed: "Nonn, what a big eyes you have, do you have the congiuntivity? Do you need some colliyr?" (she was a little retarded) "Oh, no. - Dissed the Lup-Nonn - they are to see you better! "But Nonn, - insisted Cappuccet, who was a little stupid - what big orekks you have. Do you have the orekkions?" So the Lup-Nonn a little infastidited resposed: "No, my little little girl. They are to hear you better!!!" "But. But my dear Nonn. - Continued Cappuccet, dur like a block of marm - what big bock you have." And the Lup, stressed and a little incazzed, salted form the bed and urled: "It is to mang you better!!!" And manged the little girl in one boccon. Out of the house of the Nonn, there was a Cacciator of Frodo (probably a little city near the house of the Nonn): he vided all the accadut and pensed: "Puttan the govern - (a modern espression of surprise) - a Lup. His pellic costs so much! This is like a tern at the lot!" So, spinted only by the compassion of the little girl and the poor Nonn, he entered in the house, imbracced the coltell and after a little combattiment squarted the Lup's panz, stand attend not to rovin the pellic. And from the panz salted out the Nonn (still alive) and Cappuccet (still rincoglionited). The Cacciator vended the pellic of the Lup and gudagned a casin of money. The Nonn and Cappuccet divided what there was in the cest and all lived happy and content. (But maybe not the Lup.)
     
     
     
    June 17

    happy tree family

    Come direbbe ale... Oh my Goodness!!!!!!!
    Questi cartoni animati sn deleteri e potenzialmente incitanti alla violenza...
    CIOE'
     SN BELLISSIMI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    Vi prego guardatelo fino in fondo... fa morire!!!
    (poco adatto ai deboli d cuore!!!)
     
     
     

     

    June 09

    Promemoria

    "He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked.
    The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.
    And he who defines his conduct by ethics imprisons his song-bird in a cage.
    The freest song comes not through bars and wires.
    And he to whom worshipping is a window, to open
    but also to shut, has not yet visited the house of his soul
    whose windows are from dawn to dawn.
     
    ...
     
    Would that I were a reed trodden under foot,
    for that were better than to be a lyre of silvery strings
    in a house whose lord has no fingers
    and whose children are deaf".
     
     
    Kahlil Gibran
     
     
    June 07

    ONE REPUBLIC

     

    STOP AND STARE

     

    This town is colder now, I think it’s sick of us
    It’s time to make our move, I’m shakin off the rust
    I’ve got my heart set on anywhere but here
    I’m staring down myself, counting up the years
    Steady hands, just take the wheel…
    And every glance is killing me
    Time to make one last appeal… for the life I lead

    Stop and stare
    I think I’m moving but I go nowhere
    Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
    But I’ve become what I can’t be, oh
    Stop and stare
    You start to wonder why you’re ‘here’ not there
    And you’d give anything to get what’s fair
    But fair ain’t what you really need
    Oh, can u see what I see

    They’re tryin to come back, all my senses push
    Un-tie the weight bags, I never thought I could…
    Steady feet, don’t fail me now
    Gonna run till you can’t walk
    But something pulls my focus out
    And I’m standing down…

    Stop and stare
    I think I’m moving but I go nowhere
    Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
    But I’ve become what I can’t be, oh
    Stop and stare
    You start to wonder why you’re here not there
    And you’d give anything to get what’s fair
    But fair ain’t what you really need
    Oh, you don’t need

    What u need, what u need…

    Stop and stare
    I think I’m moving but I go nowhere
    Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
    But I’ve become what I can’t be
    Oh, do u see what I see…

     

    June 01

    Siamo solo noi...

    Tutti in piedi sul divano...
    Il sindaco del
    Mugello
    vince ancora
    e suona la sua nona sinfonia
     
     
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