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Ah, and logically, I’m assigned to sorting Indifese Groupies. To Clisburrer, I leave the Drunken, Greasy Fans who want autographs.

I Vote Bill Ward, Jimi Hendrix on guitar, Toni Iommi, Jack Bruce, Ozzy. That's My Favorite Band. Too bad it never existed.

The truth is with me, Clitobuster is GAY! ... My Eyeees Are Blind But I Caaaan Seeeeeeee... The Snoooowflakes Gliiiiisteeen on the treeeeee... The suun noo longer seeeets meee freeeee... I Feeeel There's no plaaace freeeeeezing meeee... (...) RIGHT! Don't you think I know what I'm dooooing Don't tell me that it's doing me wrong You're the one who's really The Loser This is where I feel I belong ./// We were saying... WHO IS INTERPRETING THE SOUL OF THE C A N T A N T E? No, sorry, who? ;)

<<< One can't just spout nonsense in a review just because those below can counter it! >>> Do you like Manuel Agnelli's after hours? Then click on my name, click on "write," and click on the review "Area: Maledetti." I completely agree with you, one can't just spout nonsense in a review just because those below can counter it! It can't be done, no no no.

vv but since we're on the subject... when are you going to update the photo? I propose Bathtub and Bubble Bath, and I'm not joking at all. I swear I'll counter with me + fig leaf. I swear. You put it in your profile, so as soon as you're tired of receiving junk invites from all users, you change it and forward the junk invites to Teskyo_Gay, who will thank you forever and ever. And Ever.

Ah... and furthermore, Eric Clapton has seen more live shows than you. There are few who can outdo you on this level, but Enrico takes you to school. He only leaves you the Mustache because he knows it turns me on with the Big Mustaches, and Enrico would do anything for me.

Why did the young Clito in the 80s, wearing an RTL T-shirt and with metal pimples, not show off in front of Drive In? If I had had a working version, I would have totally done it; I remember it was a great show, really packed with dancing babes like the current programs, except back then you either showed off on Drive In or on Pranzo è Servito, and even if you make me disgusted and nauseous, I just don’t see you bragging about Corrado who may he rest in peace. Nobody believes it, and admit it, you kept pictures of Lory in your diary… all your envy, pure envy because Enrico il Claptone has more guitars than you, he plays much better with his elbow than you do with your magic wand, and he must have a collection of hot chicks that if you go to dinner with him, after dessert when you’re both drunk and get boastful, for every girl you mention, he’ll at least name 12 models, 15 porn stars, 34 Veline, and millions and millions of groupies. That’s just for every girl you mention, and it’ll be a maximum of three anyway, so the ratio is right. It fits, it fits… damn it fits. PS I told you not to provoke me, I’m unleashing my work on you.

I like it

Do you know what I think? That you’re more accustomed to Indie and I’m more into Rap, and each of us notices more the components we’re familiar with. The fact remains that it’s awesome and the guy with the cymbals really knows what he’s doing. Super original, slow and light touch, and a fearsome sound, there’s one (oh, I've had it since this morning, you can’t expect titles) halfway through the album where it sounds like he’s scratching underwater, excellent. The Ninjas are quite ahead of the game. I didn’t expect this album to be like this, I like it, I like it.

ClitoSburrer, if we put it on "who is the best?" You know very well I'll say Giacomo Marsciallo Endrics. The point of the discussion was "But Page How Much Does He Owe to Clapton?" and the answer is "he should give him a blowjob a minute." I don’t even bring Jimi into these discussions because he kills them all. You know I love to argue, and on Jimi we all agree, so let’s not talk about Jimi, and let’s keep arguing. Page is a Clapton clone, which isn’t an insult, it’s not easy being a Clapton clone. Page may also be among the top five in history, which is no small feat, but he’s still behind Clapton, always and forever. And as time goes by, the gap widens, because Clapton keeps producing wonders, while Page was on MTV playing acoustic guitar for Fred Durst... and that doesn’t seem impressive to me, not at all. And someone who sells the riff of Kashmir to Puff Daddy deserves to be spat on in the ears. PS Tech note, ClitoFucker, you need to click on "I never want to receive notifications again" if you don’t want any more emails. You only need to set the moustache once and it’s stuck up your ass. I actually always remove it now because there were mornings with 260 emails in the inbox, and it’s not nice to sift through 260 fucking emails to find your girlfriend's email. No, not mine, yours Clito... yes, yours. Right. She says she felt lonely, says you were always messing with the PC, she says. At least she won’t bother you anymore, I put a smile on her face for at least two weeks. No no, you don’t need to thank me, you know I care about you a lot and I’d do anything for you.