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I BLACKMAIL. While Little Tony was washing the cernecchio humid with a innaffiatoio found between the tombe, I of it am useful for telarmela... Giacomino the butcher not s'era approval, therefore I decide to return to house from Raul bove in the congelatore and will see of ricomporlo using the good sense. ... Mi I direct to the Twingo.... when I feel of the steps rapes on the gravel behind of me...... è buio I step on.... " Ehi baby, where you go? I come with you, I accidentally have one ready suitcase....." I haul, is the voice of Little Tony........ " But like excuses Mr. Little Tony, it does not have one casa?" " Sure child, alive momentarily in the bathhouse of the tools of my brother-in-law pecks, but I must sleep in feet and I would want to come to house yours, child, in order to change the pampers to me, levarmi some stones from the remained buttocks that me son while I was without mutande and two spaghi makes me.....e...... " " But I have to make, not alive moreover single I know? If of vadi! Me lasci in peace! And then because me segue???" " Child... io I follow it from the blog and I must speak to us, it has of the powerful friends and us I must ask a hand......mi lasci to come to house chele I explain. ..inoltre in exchange, rimonto its vitellino to pieces.....glielo I replace in sixth entire integral one like made mother l'ha... " And therefore, continuation from Little Tony with its cardboard suitcase held with from some spaghi, we salt in machine and I head towards house. ..l'idea that could make me to indeed come to mine adored bovine child entire Raul bove all... era too much inviting...... We salt the scales, we arrive in sultry mine appartamentino. ..Little Tony stravacca on the divanoletto that a lot appealed to to Barry White when lived with we, and s'addormenta... io m'accendo a winston soft and I go to pisciare while I open the congelatore and I see Raul bove all'interno, to pieces that slept fastly.....torno feeling a tremendous noise of saw electrical worker..... Little Tony was sawing the ice around to pieces of the year-old calf, with one sure maestria..... while fischiettava... RIDERA' RIDERA' RIDERA' you make it to laugh because she has I plant too much with to meeeee meeee.....a....... " Ehi baby, 'stò year-old calf is just of ice! You feel... volevo to ask to you... while hour you put on a two spaghi and sughino, I hold a sure one languorino, baby....... you that six intimate friend of that journalist of RAI... Piero Schiaccia........" " PINE Drives away! And he is not at all a my INTIMATE friend... " " Eh va' bé, Pine Drives away now is in Iraq not? You could not ask to us if not c'ha need that I vadi to entertain the unfortunate children irakeni with my songs? Or l'esercito USA? As it had made with Marilyn Morrò... I would leave endured for l'irak and can carry my pair...come I call... ah yes Boby Single...... entirety I will make un'odiens eccezzzzzionale!" You know autograph that us chiederessero those primiti to you? " But figures if Pine Drives away one would be accepted similar proposal! It is one serious person!!!! Eppoi I gliela would not never make....." " Gliela I make! And it is not one proposed, it is one promised.....costiamo five euri all'ora... I and my pair, and Boby Only then eats least, single stringhe and ciuccia kernels of plums, and barks also, while I Lecco spaghi and make myself of brillantina... ALLORA? IT ATTENDS CHILD..... They give to me l'email of Piero Scaccia, than nail IT DRIVES AWAY nail ahahahah... seno... them I throw the vitellino in the water!!!" A heart mattooooo matttoooo from legareee........ ....... Ohhhdio...... NOOO...... Insomma... prometto to Little Tony l'indirizzo email of Pine Drives away...... e while Little Tony gratta the forelock that it has in the pants..... " Me levo the jeans, Baby, therefore I OPERATE better.....ahahah... Dammi the phon........" And with the phon, the ice around to Raul melts and riaquista mine vitellino adored a sure color...... Little Tony canticchia with emphasis only dressed with a pampers pregno of piscio, and while with a tubetto of Attak glue the head, the cost one, the hooves, the thighs. insomma the vitellino from latte Raul... come for E' magic; ALL ENTIRE.......... " It raises to you, and cammina!" it exhorts Little Tony..... And my bovine child as junior a Frankenstein small heads towards of me, throws me the zoccolini around to the neck, embraces to me and, svenendo... "... Mammmmma... " mormora vitellino......ed I with the tears to the eyes embrace it and melo kiss all, my sweet small Raul bove.....