Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Beach Vacation Playlists

TeleVaiolo

sadists, I am firmly convinced, the world is sadistic because the mass is masochistic, and from what I hear? by Maurizio Costanzo, I firmly believe him to produce television junk aware that this is what people want, does nothing more than an ass whipping already red, the public wants to see the tears so he feels that his life is not so much shitty? and then he organizes "You've Got Mail," a theater of old obese who embrace her missing daughter, of abandoned children embracing old obese, because the mother is always the mother. Other
mass product is the handsome pre-packaged, here There are all kinds, come from the beautiful and arrogant, so that the dancer ignites only with the dance, the gym any other stereotype that a girl and a mom can dream and swim without saying that people who are sluts.
Then there is the most morbid of Italian television costume, there are trans culattoni, and pedophiles, the second part of the proposal in "Fame" where the newly proposed eighteen sculettano in ballets such as "technically" difficult and where to a blonde to be expressed are acting orgasm Harry Met Selly.
Last but not least there is the great femoneno of Big Brother, the Spy Tinto Brass Italy has shrunk miniature inside the television, where characters and unlikely to exercise pre-built Fingon "bread bread and wine to wine" so that all good coglioncelli feel gratified at seeing "people like them" do not make money doing a shit.

Now these things are not told and retold by no means original, and you my little Vaiolettori you will already be thinking, "here he has given to the trade" but no, I am surprised with special effects, all this talk is to tell you that Finally in this wonderful world internett, nobody likes television, and you know why?
Why people like the Marseillaise or Pupetta or dirindindina or who the hell for them, have fled to instill Maurizio Costanzo to land in a fantastic alternate world that makes them seem so special, so they do not see all the television (or if they do it only for nonconformity, like to see stupid programs and then brag about, saying, ah, how cool that I be cool with the cool and then I sunk to the level of the populace), but love to hate Big Brother Orwell's 1984, but hate vie for FAME Fame (which is so revolutionary, and then 70 years), vomit on him to Constantine but wet themselves if they see a picture of some dark-vampire shit, and so on. In short, this discourse is now
Tito and back, some say that each individual is unique, says bullshit, tuttto want the same shit, everyone wants money, appear in tv, fuck the models or the model and appear interesting and witty, you're actually the same old same old shit obese, Marie Defilippi, and Platinette that fill the television, except that unlike them, I can insult you from here and rivers of crap you write to challenge, instead they make a lot of euros and for that I respect them.


And the cry "Long live the culattoni Milton and live on TV" I greet you today hoping that you may have learned something from your legendary and gifted

Smallpox

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