In the occasionally magnificent Zombie Holocaust (aka Dr. Butcher MD , Carnages and Le Terreur des Zombies ) of Giolami Marino is a wonderful scene: the macabre doctor has been dedicated to making a kind of lobotomized zombies on the island where he lives trepanning the skull is a particularly shrill journalist and as a villain is doing without anesthesia so the journalist not to scream and beg. Then the doctor makes a surgical scissors puts them in the mouth (her) and says, "I yell it too much just cut the cords so they do not bother me anymore."
Well, I understand because I just do the same. What can we do, I got bored of nonsense, fighting and less wit anonymous Orlando Pettinati front of a camera, dedicated a troll not only this blog and blogger but my character to any thing (and people) that their small heads of lambeguasca afraid to associate with me. Thanks, but not in my house.
The possibility of exchange is interesting in this exchange only if you say things of interest. At some point it was, not now.
admit the guilt of having taken a long with the last post, I really did not have time now and I see no reason to rush a whore more than just delete.
Either way no big changes, people who want to contact me on the basis of real interest are the contact right up there (I realize now that the bar links and contacts are moved by my clumsiness the erase Haloscan input and is now below the posts), and those who want walled and crap to puteadas can do it in person, any option that strangely anonymous has used so far, I am very easy to locate.
And no, peace and love, as always.
