ma certo. se non sbaglio la Bindi e’ un’ex DC.
papa Francesco un pazzo a non ascoltarmi
Confermo, molto cristiana e quindi vuole la pace. Tutto il popolo, dice Bindi, vuole la pace.
Per Cicciuzzo pace = Zelensky pagliaccio
Concetti facili, non stiamo a complicare le cose facili
No no, Zelensky è pagliaccio a prescindere dalla pace
Questo anche voi lo sapere dai, siete più svegli degli altri
Attenzione, rettifica, fonti specializzate ci dicono che Zelensky è un clown! Ma potrebbe essere solo la traduzione, possiamo anche confermare pagliaccio
Putin, gli ayatollah, ed Assad supportano la visione geopolitica di Cicciuzzo
Quindi il foglio e' una fonte di informazione neutrale e affidabile?
Chiedo per la compagna Salis: dati alla mano, secondo il Foglio, e' meglio che se ne sta in carcere in Ungheria piuttosto che in italia.
Visto che non sono convinto del fatto che tu creda a questa versione del confronto tra carceri italiani e ungheresi, per quale ragione credi che l'analisi del foglio su Assad (che io considero una merda) sia giusta e ragionevole?
L’unico comunista o marxista buono, è quello in una tomba senza nome
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Linegoco: "...e se anche fosse (il fallimento della produzione pornografica) chi se ne importa? Nessuno sano di mente si mette a pagare qualcuno solo perché altrimenti fallisce...è ridicolo, ci si dovrebbe impoverire per arricchire altri?"
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"Usare questo o quello studio come bandiera per sostenere una tesi piuttosto che l'altra è sbagliato."
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Oscar: Quello che i miei studi non mi hanno ancora detto con certezza e’ se sono gli italiani a generare PD (senza articolo davanti come sinonimo di sostanza di scarto) o se e’ il PD a generare gli italiani.
Confermo, molto cristiana e quindi vuole la pace. Tutto il popolo, dice Bindi, vuole la pace.
Per Cicciuzzo pace = Zelensky pagliaccio
Concetti facili, non stiamo a complicare le cose facili
No no, Zelensky è pagliaccio a prescindere dalla pace
Questo anche voi lo sapere dai, siete più svegli degli altri
Attenzione, rettifica, fonti specializzate ci dicono che Zelensky è un clown! Ma potrebbe essere solo la traduzione, possiamo anche confermare pagliaccio
Putin, gli ayatollah, ed Assad supportano la visione geopolitica di Cicciuzzo
Quindi il foglio e' una fonte di informazione neutrale e affidabile?
Chiedo per la compagna Salis: dati alla mano, secondo il Foglio, e' meglio che se ne sta in carcere in Ungheria piuttosto che in italia.
Visto che non sono convinto del fatto che tu creda a questa versione del confronto tra carceri italiani e ungheresi, per quale ragione credi che l'analisi del foglio su Assad (che io considero una merda) sia giusta e ragionevole?
Giorgio sono opinioni, non dati di verità, e uno in più diceva Zelensky pagliaccio, la notizia era irresistibile
IlFoglio dice, e lo dicono molti, che le carceri italiane fanno così schifo che ce ne dobbiamo vergognare. Non possiamo fare più di tanto per la Salis, forse, potremmo migliorare le carceri italiane.
“I felt that everything from my chest down was completely gone, I waited to die, I threw my hand back and felt my legs still there, I couldn’t feel them but they were still there, I was still alive and for some reason I started believing I might not die, I might make it out of there and live and feel and go back home again, I could hardly breathe and I was taking short little sucks with the one lung that I still had left, the blood was rolling off my flak jacket, from the hole in my shoulder and I couldn’t feel the pain in my foot anymore, I couldn’t even feel my body, I was frightened to death, I didn’t think about praying, all I could feel was cheated, all I could feel was the worthlessness of dying right here in this place at this moment for nothing.” (Ron Kovic)
“I felt that everything from my chest down was completely gone, I waited to die, I threw my hand back and felt my legs still there, I couldn’t feel them but they were still there, I was still alive and for some reason I started believing I might not die, I might make it out of there and live and feel and go back home again, I could hardly breathe and I was taking short little sucks with the one lung that I still had left, the blood was rolling off my flak jacket, from the hole in my shoulder and I couldn’t feel the pain in my foot anymore, I couldn’t even feel my body, I was frightened to death, I didn’t think about praying, all I could feel was cheated, all I could feel was the worthlessness of dying right here in this place at this moment for nothing.” (Ron Kovic)
“I felt that everything from my chest down was completely gone, I waited to die, I threw my hand back and felt my legs still there, I couldn’t feel them but they were still there, I was still alive and for some reason I started believing I might not die, I might make it out of there and live and feel and go back home again, I could hardly breathe and I was taking short little sucks with the one lung that I still had left, the blood was rolling off my flak jacket, from the hole in my shoulder and I couldn’t feel the pain in my foot anymore, I couldn’t even feel my body, I was frightened to death, I didn’t think about praying, all I could feel was cheated, all I could feel was the worthlessness of dying right here in this place at this moment for nothing.” (Ron Kovic)
“I felt that everything from my chest down was completely gone, I waited to die, I threw my hand back and felt my legs still there, I couldn’t feel them but they were still there, I was still alive and for some reason I started believing I might not die, I might make it out of there and live and feel and go back home again, I could hardly breathe and I was taking short little sucks with the one lung that I still had left, the blood was rolling off my flak jacket, from the hole in my shoulder and I couldn’t feel the pain in my foot anymore, I couldn’t even feel my body, I was frightened to death, I didn’t think about praying, all I could feel was cheated, all I could feel was the worthlessness of dying right here in this place at this moment for nothing.” (Ron Kovic)
dopo "danni collaterali" e "tragici errori" abbiamo "perdere lucidità"
il prossimo sarà "calo di zuccheri"
“I felt that everything from my chest down was completely gone, I waited to die, I threw my hand back and felt my legs still there, I couldn’t feel them but they were still there, I was still alive and for some reason I started believing I might not die, I might make it out of there and live and feel and go back home again, I could hardly breathe and I was taking short little sucks with the one lung that I still had left, the blood was rolling off my flak jacket, from the hole in my shoulder and I couldn’t feel the pain in my foot anymore, I couldn’t even feel my body, I was frightened to death, I didn’t think about praying, all I could feel was cheated, all I could feel was the worthlessness of dying right here in this place at this moment for nothing.” (Ron Kovic)
“I felt that everything from my chest down was completely gone, I waited to die, I threw my hand back and felt my legs still there, I couldn’t feel them but they were still there, I was still alive and for some reason I started believing I might not die, I might make it out of there and live and feel and go back home again, I could hardly breathe and I was taking short little sucks with the one lung that I still had left, the blood was rolling off my flak jacket, from the hole in my shoulder and I couldn’t feel the pain in my foot anymore, I couldn’t even feel my body, I was frightened to death, I didn’t think about praying, all I could feel was cheated, all I could feel was the worthlessness of dying right here in this place at this moment for nothing.” (Ron Kovic)
la vicenda di quell’oca giuliva della Salis c’entra con la guerra come i cavoli a merenda ma in questo forum c’e’ un esperto di carceri italiane. da un po’ latita (non e’ un termine preso a caso). secondo voci non confermate si e’ presentato al
SERT con tanto di coppola e tastiera corta per rapinarlo. e’ andata male e ora e’ sull’Aspromonte e si e’ dato al brigantaggio
“I felt that everything from my chest down was completely gone, I waited to die, I threw my hand back and felt my legs still there, I couldn’t feel them but they were still there, I was still alive and for some reason I started believing I might not die, I might make it out of there and live and feel and go back home again, I could hardly breathe and I was taking short little sucks with the one lung that I still had left, the blood was rolling off my flak jacket, from the hole in my shoulder and I couldn’t feel the pain in my foot anymore, I couldn’t even feel my body, I was frightened to death, I didn’t think about praying, all I could feel was cheated, all I could feel was the worthlessness of dying right here in this place at this moment for nothing.” (Ron Kovic)
“I felt that everything from my chest down was completely gone, I waited to die, I threw my hand back and felt my legs still there, I couldn’t feel them but they were still there, I was still alive and for some reason I started believing I might not die, I might make it out of there and live and feel and go back home again, I could hardly breathe and I was taking short little sucks with the one lung that I still had left, the blood was rolling off my flak jacket, from the hole in my shoulder and I couldn’t feel the pain in my foot anymore, I couldn’t even feel my body, I was frightened to death, I didn’t think about praying, all I could feel was cheated, all I could feel was the worthlessness of dying right here in this place at this moment for nothing.” (Ron Kovic)
i figli di Klitschko se la spassano ad Amburgo (bbona la figlia minkia che pocce)
“I felt that everything from my chest down was completely gone, I waited to die, I threw my hand back and felt my legs still there, I couldn’t feel them but they were still there, I was still alive and for some reason I started believing I might not die, I might make it out of there and live and feel and go back home again, I could hardly breathe and I was taking short little sucks with the one lung that I still had left, the blood was rolling off my flak jacket, from the hole in my shoulder and I couldn’t feel the pain in my foot anymore, I couldn’t even feel my body, I was frightened to death, I didn’t think about praying, all I could feel was cheated, all I could feel was the worthlessness of dying right here in this place at this moment for nothing.” (Ron Kovic)
