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Kosmo, darling, I will follow you anywhere... sails to the wind... And with the spinnaker I have, forget the America’s Cup... let’s go for the chemical-emotional picnic. What time will you pick me up?

Bah, I decide how to spend my free time as I please and with whom I please... and I also tell you that in your lovely meditative review you've written some nice nonsense, you know? I quote, I have to quote: "Punny if I take you know what kind of hit I'm going to give you? I'm married too and so what? I don't even have it in the antichamber of my brain to unite myself eternally with you, maybe a carnal union, I could also :-), but for the rest NOT A CHANCE!" What on earth does a post like this have that is meditative? Come on... Completely useless and out of place intervention that pairs up with Puni's (ah... destiny...). It will go better next time, right?

Dear irascible companion Punni, I struggle to understand this rebellious comment towards me... It's not my fault that in the other reviews of your millions of schizoid fakes, they catch you copying and then you get all riled up. First: emotional soft is just one of the many bullshit terms coined by the one whose guiding spirit you are (then there are innovative ventilations, confluttuations, getting all worked up, and so on). Second: it’s coming from someone who proposes to found cults (with a remarkably dim-witted sense of taste) and boasts about jus prime bottis and... where does he do it? Wheeeeeeere? Right in this review, my dear junk man. So even you preach well and practice poorly, huh? Third: I have nothing to write to you privately; I wouldn't even think about it. Fourth: the discussion isn’t about nothing; I expressed my opinion on the review, on the content, and on its pathetic syntax; I merely agreed with Kosmo's observation (which is legitimate and widely shared) to which Mariaelena reacted, I would say, slightly immaturely. That’s all. So, dear Puni, what do you want? What is your problem? Should I quote your unedifying comments or... shall we end it here, which is better? Tzé...

What did the cheerful and bubbly Mariaelena mean with this post?

...why does it bother you so much that I keep repeating certain things? Perhaps because... they are the truth (...it hurts you, I knowoooooo)? I'm sorry, but you can't reach the tablecloth of Mulino Bianco. At best, you can win an eraser shaped like a boom. It will surely remind you of something. Or a voucher for innovative ventilation.

They're coming to Turin soon, the only date in Italy. I was thinking of going... What do you all say? BioMetallara, are you coming with me?

Look, it's not that I particularly care about fueling this discussion, but I just want to point out (and I'm not the only one, as you can see above) that something has been brought to your attention and you, backed into a corner, are trying as usual to sidestep with these rather bland jokes to gloss over an issue for which you have no arguments for discussion. That's all. And leave the Barbapapà alone, go back to your Barbies with the Smart and your Tibetan monks. Or team up with Metallaro, who might just be the best solution. He loves you, the Puni doesn't even know what a soft emotional is.

Well...

Is it new?

Is there a points collection like Mulino Bianco? I want those yellowish mugs that scream '80s to dip my macine in, okay? Mariaé, if you're referring to the post about the Debaser cards, I calmly shared my opinion, which, by the way, is also shared by the staff and others. You, as usual, even with Kosmo, don't answer the questions; instead, you show your usual sensitivity to the point of "bringing up" your polite formulas, which are, if I may say so, the bare minimum. If you're talking about the post on Kosmo, all you need to do is reread the nonsense you wrote when you were playing the hot Cat Woman... And anyway, Kosmo and I are in love. Take that!