puntiniCAZpuntini

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  • Here since 21 october 2003
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...Huh?!
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Here you go, think about women, it's always better than the names of guitarists ;)
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Eh, but we are not averaging, we already did that earlier. There are reviews with 140 comments, but from three people arguing. It's always three, they can post for months but it's always the same three. Here, it's eleven one after the other right after it's published, and that's well above average. Then, oh, who cares about the average, it was just to support the party of the synthetic-emotional anti-concept. We are a tough crowd, and we eat salad with quartirolo, pappardelle are too nozionistic :D
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And of course a chocolate vanilla and hazelnut mousse, soaked in caramel and toffee with injections of pastry cream. Fuck the Kinder Bueno, fat and pimples uber alles.
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If you make him pappardelle, I think you'll win him over. Mixed meats, celery, carrots, basil, fresh tomato, and two egg yolks. He’ll melt in your arms. (due to the heavy digestion making it hard to stay awake)
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Your two-week review is a review of 100 sent in these weeks. It always averages out, but it's not the average. From what I can see, the average seems to be three or four people, but here we are at 11. That’s a lot, you know, I was just pointing out that a short one is easier to read. Because it’s shorter, and you get through it faster... you hadn't thought of that, right.. :-)))
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We didn't say that you said it ;). We were defending the party of "enough with the information," whose slogan goes < "enough with the information, you've broken our balls, with the song lists" > :D. Everyone brings water to their own mill, Paolo Calissano for example brings it to the Mulino Bianco. Then everyone is free to sprint down the flank whenever they want, as long as the cross is well-aimed.
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And a greeting to the audience at home, as always. Now over to Mario Bianchi for the commercial.
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Exactly, the aim. He's pissed off at the world because his mom kicked him out due to the bathroom that's perpetually flooded with piss. Bad aim there too. Not to mention his woman left him for "misunderstandings," but that's the official excuse; the reality is he was a great guy (before being dumped without a girlfriend and a home, obviously) but had terrible aim, and women get disappointed at certain times. So he vents to the reviewers on de-b by giving low ratings to albums that others appreciate. But again, terrible aim. For Christmas, we’ll get him a scope. A laser one, of course, given the desperation of the situation. He thanks the highway agency, anas, aci, and aiscat for the data sent to him.
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“Anyway, I’ve never read your reviews; I figured you’re an idiot from the comments and the phrases quoted by others.” See? I wrote “quoted,” not “judged.” As in “you’re capable,” it doesn’t mean “you’ve done.” Your lack of mental flexibility is evident from the records you spit on due to low comprehension, so I shouldn’t be surprised. I shouldn’t, but perhaps I can. Which doesn’t mean I have to, but I can. This is a topic that belongs in a thesis defense; study it well or no middle school diploma.