El Gheievo

Good the Guinness. It washes better than the duck viccì.

Baby, it's a pleasure for me, and you know it. And then it's just a tautology: you asked how, and I told you what ;) How cute Teskyo looks with that photo, you would even make a convinced straight guy like me melt.

And Giubbovv?

It's true, but in my opinion, it's Giua' who's an extremist. Then again, I might be wrong. It's no coincidence that in London I've noticed certain chocolate-mint Algida croissants, which supports what you're saying, but I could also tell you that in Berlin, just like in London and Paris, the food is awful and the habits are the same.

Um, in my view, I wasn't talking about any of that, yet I'm diving headfirst into your reasoning to address certain notable inconsistencies. First of all, you have questionable tastes. I don't know who instilled in you the idea that lemon and chocolate pair well together; rather, you seem to have mixed up your citrus, as chocolate and orange go together beautifully: just try going to your trusted grocery store where you'll find Venchi chocolate also comes with orange peels, because the flavors complement each other and anything goes. At this point, the veil of Maya isn't so much a mere napkin, but more like the large spoon through which the ice cream maker scoops ice creams from one tub to another, letting you know that the grapefruit ice cream tastes like pistachio, and the low-calorie yogurt with berries tastes like Nesquik: through the logic of the spoon, you realize that all the flavors are quite similar, and the veil of Maya is what keeps you from noticing that behind the production of ice cream lies a vile process of its mystification, whereby mandarins are not actually included in the mandarin ice cream, nor are kisses actually in the kiss-flavored ice cream: they put in powders, and let’s be honest, in the end, all those powders start to look alike. I hope you caught the labyrinth. Regarding Plato, the small tables might be fitting; after all, the Myth spoke of how the chosen ones mocked the poor souls chained to the wall, unable to glimpse the truth. Now perhaps the truth is the Lindt, but equally, those who are nibbling on the Lindt without giving a piece to the chained ones could also be at fault, because to me, this whole story about meltiness is utter nonsense.

Sure, I didn't know that could be a Czech name, also because I wasn't thinking that, look at that. Logical. Anyway, you're right, let's vanish: it's not the first time we mess up John’s excellent reviews, Baby Love. I’ll vote again and disappear.

Well, Baby Trell, a truly challenging comment, showing great understanding of the subject at hand... very good ;-)

You have darkened my mood... I think I'm going to cry in silence now, with no comfort at all. Regards to everyone ;(

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Mariaelena?
Name: Listen | Date: 13/10/2005 | Rating: | Album Rating:
Well, fuck!
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I admit I laughed. This is the work of some brilliant mind. Anon, get in touch with me privately if my new gongoro