Dear Italians, today, to celebrate the return to a Regime of Freedom and the end of the political terror instated by the left, I present to you this adorable song, a testament to the political persecution perpetrated against the guardians of Freedom: Buonasera Dottore.
Before we begin, let me thank the fantastic managers of this Liberal and wonderful site who fight in the name of Freedom like all of us, Knights of Freedom.
The song begins with a light and delicate crescendo up to the entrance, in Freedom, as usual, of the drums: Hello, it's me, sings Claudia Mori in this famous and emblematic song from 1975... Good evening doctor, replies Alberto Lupo... My love... Yes, tell me... I couldn't resist anymore, I was thinking of you... I'd say it's important... When will you come? ...Now I don't know, it depends. The atmosphere is tense, freedom is threatened, privacy is violated. Claudia Mori and Alberto Lupo are deprived of the enjoyment of their Freedoms; in their voices, you can hear the annoyance, not even too latent, of living in a climate of fear.
But now enough, cripes.
We, dear Liberal debaser users, will prevent such a phenomenon that violates the Freedom of each of Us in affront of self-esteem and love for our country. We, dear Italians, will refrain from pursuing Italian callers, cripes. We are Italians, we (sometimes) pay taxes to the state and what does the state do? It pursues us. And no, cripes, this is not Freedom. I oppose this partisan and ilLiberale climate.
As of tomorrow, your telephone receivers will be Free to soar, to organize, to engage in mischief.
Do you have a couple of toxic barrels to dispose of? Well, you will be free to do so. Do you want to innocently make deals with some football referee? You can do it. Do you want to climb some bank and need to mobilize capital? You can.
Italians, we come to your rescue. Now you are free because He has freed us. Thank you, Jesus.
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