Riprendo a scrivere in un momento di grande smarrimento religioso del mio cattolicissimo compagno. A farlo precipitare nell'agnosticismo sembra sia stata la prematura morte del suo padre spirituale di una vita, l'unico ministro di Dio che nei tempi d'oro del cavaliere cavalcatore sapesse concedergli per telefono anche una dozzina di perdonanze al giorno, praticamente una dopo ogni amplesso. Che apertura mentale, quale generosità umana in quell'umile sacerdote, capace di rimettere qualunque peccatuccio e peccatone . Altro che i prelati moralisti del giorno d'oggi, per i quali vale di più bacchettare il prossimo che sfamarsi dei piatti di lenticchie che generosamente gli si offre. A predicare il senso più profondo del Vangelo ("chi è senza peccato scagli la prima pietra") sono rimasti ormai solo i ciellini .
Già prima che il mio convivente dichiarasse guerra allo Stato del Vaticano per defend his sacred right to adultery, the circle of mercenaries at home had acknowledged his obsession with the sport as a pelvic issue of national emergency. It was his guardian Telesina decide drastic measures, one evening when the heat did debosciante outline of the show giulianone disabbigliato fleeing home in the corridors of the building to escape the most severe crisis to return satiriaco that my roommate had never had. On the other hand, even your doctor Azzeccaintrugli had warned us: "It will take several weeks to ensure that the cocktail of hormones horses iperprestazionali that I injected until a few days ago we dispose of: carefully cover up all over the naked body to any angle to the skin, in a regime of forced sexual abstinence as the one in which the patient is located, could lead to uncontrollable outbursts of fiery. "
I, who are all skin spellicciata, I gave now home to the reticence on the cupboards taller than the house, giving me just one night for a sneak raid fast snack. Telepathy is not on the other hand he assisted me more: thoughts monomaniacal vulvas dancing and the Amazon forests of pubic hair that had won a monopoly on poor simple mind and any attempt to mind meld with it would lead me to the brink of insanity. No, that brain sizzling fantasies horny was left to itself, and this explains my long absence from the network.
The two faithful companions instead of my partner had taken literally the particulars Azzeccaintrugli and each package had become a burqa to measure. Giulianone had been enlisted for a whole clandestine Chinese in Prato to meet its needs in size, but already after two days he and Telesina could move to the intricacies of the house as two gloomy shadows of Laurel and Hardy .
But then, unexpectedly, as every August, the heat came. High temperature and humidity conspired against the stifling disguise the odd couple and then began a slow strip-tease intended to last for days. Needless to say precisely the infinitesimal gradually stripped of this acted like a classic red flag in front of the bull. The first pieces of cloth were to fall, in order: the Telesina earmuffs and gloves, a veil to grate on the small face of giulianone, black shawl on the shoulders of Telesina, the beam's thighs prosciuttesche giulianone (my roommate began to drool), the bra fishnet of Telesina (popes tumbled back to the eyes), in The belly of giulianone latex (at that point my balio began to howl).
was in front of those intonations werewolves swollen big man gave himself up to the panic and He ran to the house, however, continues the striptease of the last rags still stuck to its great mass. So bouncing, swaying and trembling as gelatinous material, after about two hours of hit and run the pink flesh of the major causes in the poor Assatanate what was later diagnosed to be a Azzeccaintrugli priapic shock: my roommate had stiffened to attention with A smile from head to joke on his face, and there was no way to soften it. The half-naked
Telesina giobbesca reached the limits of his patience, then decided to overturn the terms of the game: instead of hiding the sources of temptation, he would have tried to hide the satyr incontinent. "I'll take care to represent them in political decisions," said the wise counselor. "As for public relations ... we use the holographic gun."
And so it was. As a center of attention chief district of the Senate from benefiting much insisted on a Sicilian farmhouse community of its nearly related, and very discreet retreat. While my roommate was restored in the country physical, and Telesina giulianone will rehabilitate the international image of the silent hologram making it bounce around the world. The two soon began well, displaying the Baths of Mességué version without cathartic harem in tow. But soon as the projector began to make the tantrums: already in the rubble Abruzzo its image is not stable, intervening as interference instead of merry Madonna invoked in prayer by the quake. Following the cannon projected on a viaduct of the Venezia-Mestre to bless motorists bottled under the sun in a white bathrobe to receive once also a legitimate son in the villa of pedo-party, in a summit between Putin and Erdogan unexpected as ceremonies. When he finally appeared also in front of Merkel sottosforzo toilet, the unlikely duo is convinced that much was enough and have turned off the machine. Fortunately, the original
had meanwhile completed his period of detoxification aphrodisiacs. We have reported a few days ago his new bodyguard, hired for the occasion at the farm and all linked by a nice Sicilian accent. In the beginning we had not recognized, but when they took the burlap sack over her head, in a liquid slurry of clay mixed with greasepaint has surfaced in his unmistakable smiling teeth. The stock did sit in an armchair and has also untied his hands. Then one of them took a cell phone and made a number. He put the loudspeaker. It was the doctor (remember ?).
"Can you hear me, ah? Can you hear me?"
"Yes, Doctor, loud and clear!" Telesina answered ready.
"Eh, this time I'll laugh intact. The next time that viriti potjebbe Macari mancaje some pieces. Shtiamo Here ingazzando own. After all the efforts to headlights passaje chidde nostje laws inteccettazioni , on tax shelter for the moneylaundery silently, without u popolu jivolti you, you fool chistu fottiri last slut services co nu registciatoje in his underwear, and sends everything sucks? Before you sputtanaje throughout Italy, ah? But to go and wash u Cacarica Culu a mari! mminghia And how do you think of the promises that we manteneje facist if teni nun vows? Giannuzzo mminghia but there shtai below you to chistu nano happy or not? "
" Yes, Doctor ... "
" We'll do you explain that de-legitimized in nu premmier nnente we need? "
" Yes .. "
" Avit understood that if the nun raddjizzate the situation facìemu secession? "
" Perfectly ... "
" I do not Giannuzzo fottiri ah, ca tantu goes to the water jug \u200b\u200bto be rump quanno nun.
"How true, doctor, I kiss your hands" .
Telesina After the phone call was shaking like a leaf. pale, without a word went on leave, saying he had to rest a couple of hours. But he had forgotten to tie my balio to prevent him from harming himself: within minutes he has recovered altogether, and ran into a prosecutor to complain that the newspaper had asked the questions, drawing the outrage of the world press . Then he gave the 'imprimatur a hoax drunk by Citizen Bergum like fresh water, which earned him the anathemas of the Church. When Telesina woke up, came to us saying: "I had a bad dream ...". No, it could not be that bad.
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