I'm leaving you! I'm going to the sacred gardens of the Great Cow, where scamorzas hang from the trees and on the shore echoes the crashing of yogurt, where traps are prosecuted by law and cats are vegetarian. Farewell, friends! Fight in my name and remember what the great Gas Gas used to say: ‘a twenty-kilo form is better digested whether you're on top of it or under it.’ Rise up from the weight of oppression! Buaaaaaaaaaaark.”
Stefano Benni - Terra Gas: