Ladies and gentlemen (even in the plural!) We have. Finally the big day has arrived, does not seem to ever get, but instead here we are. What am I saying? But of course Sardinian regional election, sardissime indeed, almost to the throat in an exaggerated way almost forces national party.
In recent times we have witnessed the parade of almost all that matters (?) In political paronama Striptease, Bigmouth and with the various servants in tow, not forgetting (how could we) the inevitable forzedellordine (tuttoattaccato) who enjoyed, or rather, doing their duty in the air whirling means those helicopters to monitor the situation or if by chance could be lucky enough to see some residue of banned 60s or 70s. Seeing
alas for them, only demonstrations of chemical workers and farmers, chemists, too. Of course this means those helicopters produced a very characteristic sound and semi-continuous, so as to cause some allergies and quasifastidio the ears of the most sensitive.
But I said, finally consultations Popular (?) were closed today at 15 hours local hate campaign just passed the rod will be replaced (hopefully by tomorrow, but we are almost certain) to the jubilation of the victor and his supporters.
So all is well that ends well, the servant shepherd (almost without sheep, which is too archaic) chose its new owner (addirittura!) to be happy, we have no doubt, to the island ferry toward a healthy development and well-being, and needless to say, in modern times.
now awaits only the name, and the tortuga in his infinite mercy will not fail to do so even those who know little cares.
Closed intermission.
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