18/10/02
The tune that you are listening is "GIULIO CESARE" by Venditti. - Wonderfull isn`t!!!!
You could have told me yesterday, so that I wouldn`t have wasted my time. My agreement was completely changed. It was well written rinarella angiolella segretariella di gimmello il grassottello deviluccio WHO LOVES the chief angioletta choiretta di marri...mariuccia... teachiaruccia.
As matter of fact I will add one more thing, ...
Unless the money is in my bank account for 10days where I can see that it actually PAYS MY LOAN AND my loan is fully discharged and I collect my deeds than the deal is off.
If my friend wants really to give up PARADISE FOR HELL... SHE IS WELCOME...
ABSOLUTELY WELCOME.
WAPOLIELLO ARE YOU STILL TEACHING or are you still f..ing your students who don`t have to succeed, just to follow the orders of the FAT ENGLISH HEAD TEACHER a puntino... or should I say the "madam per eccellenza", I mean she tried that with ME... that is why I went on workers compensation...not because I was crazy... but to get away ... from what she was inventing... only because she is a FAT LONELY BITCH. I have to say she is very good at it. It must be because she doesn`t have any love in her PUTRID body... She is so matter of fact, she is SUCH A COLD BLOOD KILLER...
SWEETIE... GREEK JUNK I AM SPEAKING TO YOU... a teacher is addressing you... so pay attention... and pay attention well...
You are not going to stone my head and leave me in the bush attempting afterwards to get away with an applause...
You are not going to execute the dream of a teanager, JASMINE DEAR, who would have been happy to write a poem only if she had seen my head shot and all bloody... who never did anything wrong, no sins, but whiteeeeeeeeeeeeee wings over their shoulders... in all their life... (don`t forget to include mariuccia of the choir...) the sweet angel... teacher. They are so pure... and you very much like to f...ck purity... so go and f...ck them...
THEY CAN GIVE YOU PURITY... I PROMISE YOU... You can find that sect in Mosman and Clontarf... for my brother`s best friends, now chiefs of Mosman ... enriched with WORKERS COMPENSATION AND THE LIKE... were very much a sect of communist people... I tell you a secret... they were the chiefs of communism in my country town... as per drinking ... uhhhhh... nobody beats them... MAY BE YOU... but then I never saw you drinking so I have no idea... YOU ARE GOING TO FIX my photo a little bit... meaning you are going to take my clothes off... again, again...
That is why I put it there... for you to take my clothes off... because that is all you can do... besides also taking off my properties, my relatives, my friends, my life...
I have put pictures everywhere so that you can undress me everyday of your life seing that is all you can do. WHEN THE POLICE IS GOING TO REALISE THAT YOU ARE A CHIEF TERRORIST IS ALWAYS LATE...
AND WHEN PEOPLE ARE GOING TO REALISE THAT THERE IS AN ALTERNATIVE ROUTE RATHER THAN DOING WHAT YOU COMMAND... IS ALWAYS LATE...
but at the moment...
"where there is a death body, the vultures will gather..."
and there are plenty of vultures around your putrid carcass, who want willingly to smell your shit... and admire your NAKEDNESS...
YOU SWEET LITTLE ANGELS... who hear the good news, (gossips I mean) with great reverence, and take it so seriously..., (only because it would suit your pocket... not because you do really believe at the lebanese, greek, indian, musulman ballooning...) which is being told by people who like to go for confession, so that they can hide their aberration..., (just know that I am for "REAL THEATER" as Dario Fo says, I believe that the true theater, is the theater of life, the true actors are the people that you meet... every day, everywhere... hence the importance of PUBLIC CONFESSION..., not private so that you can hide yours sins... PUBLIC... so that everyone will get to know if you are saying the truth or not)
that man after two weeks shot himself in front of the Crucifix in the grounds of a certain church.
I guess God must have told him, "Shoot yourself in front of me, so that they can come and clean up the mess that they have created. You are now a zombie, you are useless for life..."
that man was driven to crazyness by his own family, and church and surroundings, I still can hear his words in my ears "my wife doesn`t want me anylonger..." "Remember, that my son is much younger than you. You may be making a mistake..."
She wasn`t making a mistake. She wanted that man so that she could come to Australia, bring her whole family and then study and better herself at the expense of daddy dear...
And once she achieved her education and reached her goal there was no reason of living peacefully with him.
HOW ARE YOU SISTER IN LAW DEAR... HOW ARE YOUR STUDIES GOING? DID YOU BECOME A DOCTOR YET? AND HOW IS YOUR DAUGHTER IN LAW WHO IS SUPPOSED TO GET HER EDUCATION OVER A BOY THAT BARELY REACHED THE AGE OF 20 WHEN HE WAS PRESCRIBED TO BE MARRIED? HOW ARE YOU PRIESTS WHO CAN PRESCRIBE A WOMAN TO BE MARRIED TO A DIVORCEE?
HOW ARE YOU LORD JESUS CHRIST?
Now you tell me.
ONLY I DO NOT CHANGE A COMMA OF MY CONTRACT.
I PROMISE YOU THAT YOU WILL NOT...
GO AND F..CK YOUR SECRETARY AND THE ENGLISH HEAD TEACHER...
As for the communism idea brought to my mother, well and alife now, you do remember when she was death don`t you? ...
uhhh... what were you saying in my dream last night???
ARE YOU STILL SINGING?
ONCE upon a time there was a man who came to my house, he said "I don`t know what to do, my wife doesn`t want me anymore..."
but I still can hear the words of his mother when she was alife
HOW ARE YOU LIQUIDATOR WHO THINKS THAT YOU CAN ENTER MY FAMILY`S LIFE IN SUCH A THOUNDEROUS MANNER?
voglio ubbriacarmi di te vino inebriante
voglio camminare ad occhi chiusi
luce che estasia
voglio cantare d`amore
cuore che trepida
ED ORA CHE TI HO LODATO
MI VUOI PROTEGGERE????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
Something old, something new...!!
He was good!!!!
It must have been me!!
Un mondo pieno di ladri !!
...don`t go around grinning...the devil first entices then kills...it is better to be on the side of GOD.!!
you should read this...is so peacefull...
In my dream I saw the string
nylon and finely compact.
The Greek has decided
to call it quits
and get me stretched.
They have tried it once
by his order
It failed because
there was still a bit of order
All is collapsed now
The "DELITTO PERFETTO"
has to be activated
or the Liquidator will loose his face
and that will be highly unappreciated.
When will it be?
Will it be a lebanese
or an indian
to do the deed?
A stooge will be sent
to perform your action.
Stamp your feet, and
break the floor,
I am unmoved, I am still, I am DEAD.
But as dead as I may be
I walk, I talk,
I sing, I love
to haunt you
and your FOLLOWERS
greek junk with the face
soiled of dung...
THE STRING WAS IN THE HAND AND BEING MEASURED BY THE GREEK STOOGE, BUT WHO GETS TO BE SO LUCKY IN PUTTING IT AROUND MY NECK?
"We do not want her dead, otherwise all she have will go to her cousins in Argentina, we have to make sure that she doesn`t kill herself... we have to place her with a good ITALIAN FAMILY and we have to model her up... her brain we mean... to like... SEX AND BE A SEX ADDICT... this is the only way we can walk scott free... and with our face clean..., we`ve go to do this..."
for the liquidator... I came to you for work...
for the police... I came to you for justice...
for the principal... I came to you so that you could teach your clients to understand that that is a school not a pub...
to my brother... I came to you because my mother told me that my brother will always be there for me... sorry I made a mistake... I didn`t realise that when a brother marries then the wife takes over and the sister becomes the intruder... who need ask permission to talk to her own flesh and blood.
In my dream I heard someone say:
DEPARTMENT OF SCHOOL EDUCATION, I LOVE YOU... DO YOU LOVE ME TOO...
I HAVE THE RIGHT TO GO ANYWHERE I WANT AND STILL TO DEMAND TO BE TREATED WITH RESPECT ... that is for the stalker...
I have the right to go anywhere, TO ASK FOR JOBS, to work, to look after my things...PSYCHIATRISTS STOP KILLING... YOU HAVEN`T GRASPED WHAT BEING A DOCTOR IS... GO AND LEARN. AND LEAVE THE GOOD HEALTH PEOPLE ALONE.