El Gheievo

My little slave, no, no, I'm not trying to impress, in fact, I’m going to write your name right away, just to be clear... but you are so good at being a secretary that one can't resist you :)

Wow, really interesting, Zzzz, I wonder who this fellow townsman of mine is :D Anyway, interesting discussion; at least we've discovered something new from the polemical arena. Well done Cazzy and Antimo for raising the doubt, and good job Secretary Trell. Editors, remember, pliz.

Yes, wait and hope, Cazzy. But I'm joining in and I'm going to write too.

Hey, but then, if Tim is an intellectual we need to change the review! Editors, please, one last effort: take the RATM out of the example in question and put whatever you want! Since in some other case this CCSG works, put Danzig or Black Sabbath, but we have to do justice, right? We can be taken for fools by the Ketchup, yes, but not by the cultural center, right, right?

Very good, Trell darling, I knew you could do it! So everything is clear, the benefit of the doubt was right… now we should believe that Commerford is aware of the TOMOE, but I would say that in light of what kazzy found, we can trust him :) Nice blunder from this CCSG.

...3 GNOCCHONE!!!

I like you, man, and you know it. I like how you believe you are always right: you remind me of myself. Petrangeli is a former successful tennis player, one of the major figures in a sport that requires often immense efforts (can you imagine how great it is to play about 80 matches a year, some of which might be consecutive and lasting at least two and a half hours?), efforts that have long justified the use of certain substances, just like in cycling and football. And I add, my dear friend, that back in the Trapattoni days at Juve there was a certain Pietrino Fanna, naturally bald by the age of twenty-five, but coincidentally, he had become so long before arriving among the zebras: if you want more examples, I can talk to you about Eugenio Corini, the captain of the current Palermo, or the referee Tombolini, or Pippo Pancaro... in short, it's all about losing hair and going gray.

But please, Caz, everything is wrong! First of all, it's easy to flirt with a polenta like Mùn, whose maximum expression of southern support is for foggy Milàn, but then how dare you put Bartali and Coppi on the same scale? This way you prove to yourself the inconsistency of your argument! Coppi died young under somewhat mysterious circumstances, while Bartali lived to be ninety, looking fresh, lively, and with a couple of recent guest appearances on Striscia la Notizia! Forget about sand and sand; there are those who, through pedal strokes or soccer kicks, have played it cool up to 90 years! Take Pietrangeli, at the ripe age of 72: now, if you and Mùn had even a hint of OBJECTIVE homosexuality, wouldn’t you be having fun with him, giving a big goodbye to your respective partners? ---> <---

You know that this cover, although I've heard of it by reputation, I've never actually listened to it, JoP? I'll take note ;)

Very good Rooster, it's one of the sites that accuses the Las ketchup of satanism, specifically regarding the charge of the cover. The section on Disney's subliminal messages is particularly interesting, especially the one on the home video cover of The Little Mermaid with a gold-plated eel included in the price.