Achieving something like Zen philosophy 
(story) Ok
Matrix ok The Mountain sacred, INLAND EMPIRE ok, ok Winnie the Pooh, but never had seen anything like it. Ok, do not take myself too seriously.
all began in 1914, a nationalist Slavic prince shoots an Austro-Hungarian Empire. The teacher will have explained that this is not the case
the First World War but the fucking
fuse. Just a blast with a bang: an escalation of the dead, such is life, that you just can not bear, if you think about it!
short, big pot, I shove it! So much to Giolitti: Italy goes to war in '15. The Risk is clear: we must win Trento and Trieste, or all of Oceania, Asia and the third continent of your choice. The Italians are general idiots, but they understand that maybe it is better to attack the Austriaungheria. And bam bam bam! It destroyed the strong Austrian Luserna father ever said why they believed could not be destroyed. Together with the Titanic is one of the most striking cases of self-gufaggio in history.
Okay now, long story short, we say that there was a bit 'casino in the mountains of Veneto and Trentino-isontina the area, it is not very interesting because there is little sex while on the Western Front at least c' was Mata Hari. Ok, it says bad as usual. However
after death, curses and defeats burning (the real Caporetto!) (Ok do not laugh), Italy is not going badly, and in fact Cadorna is fired and lead the national team arrives General Diaz, who won the famous game-Austriaungheria Italy of Vittorio Veneto, previously named Ceneda Serravalle and that there were two different municipalities. However, despite the punitive expeditions and the apparent ineptitude of our generals we won. Yes! We are cool!
fact is that there are still big ones because of the mess, while the Barakkenlager (cited Testolin) Back to Trentino troterellando all our neoconnazionali on the Italian front-East, anything goes and more and it lasts for a lot of years and is still a good chance to make money on the pain by Italian nationalists, such is life. This
to tell that today Gorizia border with Slovenia, which was once a part of Yugoslavia, which was once a piece of Austriaungheria that the market for two pennies my father bought. In short, Gorizia is dangerously close to Slovenia, a country slightly larger than Veneto. This certainly gives the kind of sorrow that wrote big "Veneto state" along the cost. Such is life.
I said that this story began more or less in 1914, but now we must move ahead in time and also elsewhere.
E 'in December 1982 and was born somewhere in America Ben Goldwasser. Clearly, the air was too Pallosa American or otherwise: the mingling of the fetid air of western newyork and its genetic characteristics led him to do the plumbing, the scientist, the politician, the transsexual taxi driver, an extra in a movie about vietnam or something else saltimbancheria postmodern. No sir! Andrew VanWyngarden and Ben met to form a band destined to climb the charts all over the world thanks to a single Time To Pretend and captivating as replying to other successes like the Electric Feel and Kids. The first album by MGMT, so called, is curious and inspired by the use of drugs, gangsta mega amended, and is based precisely on the songs listed. Of course sometimes the sophistication of the piece chain is all too evident and it is clear that Electric Feel is a colossal piece of shit. Although this will a lot of people say it's a gangsta mega amended. Such is life.
short sti bold young make their concerts around the world, pulling up a lot 'of money, a lot' of groupies and probably something else. Now comes the fun part: the second album. Already criticoninerdoni all that pass from one to another webzine them listed as crap: it is therefore time to displace well as chicks that were first to tell you that figs were mega rapper. And they do! In spite of their major label released an album unsaleable and difficult to assess, since I do not use of psychedelic drugs (though it's quite the shit). But the video will continue to do tripposi with which some young chicks and chicks with an alternative vein of my balls will shoot himself saw the funny gangsta mega chips. Such is life.
fact is that the cachet remains high.
I said that this story began in 1914, but also in 1982. But in 2010, in Vicenza (thinks a bit 'gangsta mega chips that stories). A fun time waster
must decide how to spend the rest of life, obviously, the air was too Vicenza Pallosa or however the mix of Western and fetid air of St. Lazarus and his genetic characteristics urged him not to take the road to become a plumber , science, politics, transsexual taxi driver, appeared in a film of Boldi or something else off the contenders without saltimbancheria postmodern. Oh no! He wants to do
Cimena without even knowing what the fuck that means. Greetings and sons. Such is life.
course for laziness and ineptitude and bad luck (a little 'come on), he moved to Gorizia to slag her time in a university course, subtitled "Do not complain if you will not find a job, asshole." In his eyes it is clear that only three years of life as a nabob with all expenses paid by mom and dad and is allowed to destruction by knowing someone who calls himself Bubi, known also as the last ruler of the Mist. Bad stories.
Here is a little digression as Manzoni: could be called "The Monaco is not the beach" or "History of ludro infamous." Stuff for strong stomachs. Yes, because in sharing you the roof with our brave young Vicenza there is a dark character: a water pokemon dissident, a former Islamic terrorist transplanted into the Venice lagoon etc etc. So far nothing unusual, the problem is that this strict diet, or as Nietzsche would say, superduperuomo faithfully. In practice, this docile student of diplomatic front of the stove turns into a machine ludrezza. A fellow of the seventeenth century wrote something that is inspired by history and you bring it here:
Eora, is a recipe x ispirada quea of \u200b\u200b"ludro sauce," and vol be a sad and so needless to make the most delicious of fasoi . Segoe de stages and the usual fried in butter tel. While ch 'and if desfritega tallow, caveghe el na buèo a sausage (fat) and prepare 100 grams of bacon (or complained fumegà). Zonteghe ste robe ludre tel fried in a mixture and after the FIA, that if you loose desfritega eore hip (and if you segoea par ch 'and if a brux zonteghe FIA \u200b\u200bde Water). When fat dee el tuto luganeghe if melted zonteghe fasioi with the FIA \u200b\u200bde water. Smiss and spices until the fasioi no i will be fired. Zonteghe Eora a FIA de milk (hip cream if you want to). If you want to make stuff na pussy, zonteghe flour, cuss vegnarà puncturing a creamy sauce of FIA (a dope to pass, if sinn form lumps, ghe Sboro). When that statute will be ready, I served in scodee Thou must co croutons sprinkled de lard and hall. Bon appetite.
Okay, we heard: there are strange people in Gorizia. Think a little 'to those guys on the Isonzo dead after pulling up their
quattr'ossa , if only they had known of the star to lose their time to ste robe! Such is life.
But back to the dark night of the dark castle Isonzo bubi. Alcohol flowed freely of gin and lemon, while the cheerful idiot Vicenza Perdiccas his time in talking with sweet and sensible snobbish, Count bubi of engines fitted, was tortured, tortured and finally forced to volunteer to drive for that history will mark as the new Paris-Dakar: I'm talking about a trip to Gorizia in Maribor, deep north-eastern Slovenia.
E 'where the whole thing starts to take shape: there was el concert in Maribor deiemmegìentì aun'euro.
was a Saturday. A cold Saturday. A cold Saturday in Gorizia. An early afternoon on a cold Saturday in Gorizia. Okay enough of that: our traveling aboard a dilapidated-nissan serena 7 seater, 4 doors, 16 valve, 4 cylinder, 2000cc, ugly interior, exterior ditto, comfortable for those seated in the row in the middle. Not our merry fool, who by then had queued for the trip. The components: bubi, the happy idiot, the gentle and judicious snob, the genius of the moment, a boy from the village and the Venetian ludro.
E 'in the early afternoon starting with the bad news: just the Venetian ludro yields due to heartburn initially traced to alcohol (an accusation that will prove to be wrong is the fault of ludrità). Such is life.
Our start however: in Maribor are expected -11 ° C. Frattini says "It 's the 11 September of meteorology." I do not give up our tanks and diesel and good will left for Slovenia.
E 'arduous journey, across land inaccessible: our will face many dangers, from trucks that pass on the right ...
This story, however, could begin in 1952 on the outskirts of Ljubljana, where, in the ghetto nigga, from the marriage of Maria and Nastya Acimovic Menego the baby was born Vladimir. Vladimir is white , racist, hard to come up in the neighborhood of reppergangstanigga super angry with the world. Such is life and Vladimir, it is a reason. Yet he can not accept these disaddattati fucking complaining about not having money and wanting to get rich or die trying. Shit, Vladimir just can not bear his own no. The fact is that he decided to make a move and challenge in a battle hiphop nigga one of him singing and four on the fact that money does not matter a damn. Vladimir Bravo!
However, his attempt to no avail: the many nigga
parties to the Schei they go back a few, but those who return c'han all teeth diamond, gold, polished, super mega rapper figs that here in the ghetto Ljubljana nigga nigga smashed everyone wants to get rich. I do not understand them. Nor Vladimir, but such is life and he decides to leave his district to secede from the outskirts of the city and go live in the province.
arrives in the province and he realizes that the province Slovenian no, it really sucks: already be in the Slovenian capital is like standing in the province and it is pissed: A provincial teen fucking pissed off and eager for social justice as a few! The truth, dear readers, is that in this moment of insane despair and loss, a sweet girl from the soul and liver demanding it saves him away from the garbage that is her life and accepts him in his warm heart. Bon us here are the sex scenes.
Obviously things get dramatic, however, because there must always be a mess, so is life, there is still burned and Vladimir: cancel the contract with the Love and he moved on a free transfer to hate & Boredom. A very sad story .. However, the poor
Vladimir, now alone, abandoned by his ex, away from family and isolated from the people of his district, he can only get into the police.
It so happened that, 142 km from Maribor, close to Ljubljana, a checkpoint of the Slovenian police stopped a Nissan Serena. Oh yes, it is the Nissan Serena. Well, you say our, what problems there are ... want to license, instruction, documents. Of course, I say of course, of course the genius of the moment has no identity card. But what's the problem we want to be? There is a driver's license. Nothing, says Vladimir, are only € 250 euro fine and retrofront in Italy. The thing stinks of rotten and rip, with the aftertaste of fish that just can not bear. Of course not! Vladimir is an honest, bald man of law and Big Belly: 250 € and at home. Nothing to do '.
Such is life. "Such is life porchiddio!"
Congratulations "writes badly" said one of the other sweet and sensible snob.
Here begins another story, about young people gathered at the center of the township of passport photos and souls, booze, Miyazaki, lack of meritocracy in Italy and those fucking
anteaters not leave me alone for a second!
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Inspired by a true story, that of the First World War.
