Looking for Christmas spirit all the worst bar in Caracas, at the bottom of the last Spritz've clearly seen a reindeer.
drag you home and it only takes ten minutes to put the key in the door.
you thirst .. know that the glass of your window no longer reflects your image but that of Sue Ellen, the alcoholic glimpse of Dallas .. even Spallotta padded cobalt and sequins ..
course there is nothing in the house. except the usual ton of tangerines and a vintage tin containing a mysterious wandering drink Guarana nell'1998 allegedly bought ..
drink. After half an hour, like a good Miss Placebo 2010, are you ready to renovate the house, whitewashed, clean the bathroom tiles with a toothbrush .. (mmm for what might need another drink ..) You
from 34 washing machines, wash the dishes, prepare the bag with the air of melancholy which of six hours on his mount Smart Brianza direction for Christmas with your family (If the walls of your house to speak with Vanzina would come out a trilogy that even the Lord of the Rings .. )
You wake up dressed like the night before in a bed without sheets, wrapped in the duvet inside out.
Mites I have not torn into the night. Merry Christmas.
Go down, drag and Tutone gifts you plan to wear your tattoo on the couch 24 to 26 and parts after uploading your worthy companion.
You: faded jeans and sweatshirts not dating, quilt cap and homeless in New York, you emerge from the pocket two gifts still to paper ..
you: hair perfectly in turn, fur and gifts that smell of vanilla made by the elves of Santa Claus in person.
start with.
rains. to dry.
you go above a red jeep that has horns on the roof of the reindeer Size 6 x 3, and the wheel cover with the face of the bearded man is oh oh oh. Merry Christmas
think:
- then not be so bad after all
- good laugh of your life
- stagger but not soft
- but by that this Christmas Eve we overcome the
- 're surrounded by machines that take Corso Sempione from Milan , real or imagined, that for once do not sound the horn as if above there were a tit Monica Bellucci and the lower back of Colin Farell
A moment later, you and your smart you have a second to decide whether to end in a crater , enter the right side in an SUV, be pierced by a bullet coming SUV. Choose the crater. Reemerge. The steering wheel turns the rudder of the Titanic which is idling.
berths.
Pina you go down that I dare not look.
Fold perfect to Astrakhan fur, face mime who plays a tire that exploded.
I want to die.
The short session of psychoanalysis in the cockpit of smart and stranded four flashing arrows ..
We are quiet.
The important thing is health.
Watch is a Firefighter.
Watch are two.
ask what the hell makes us the impression of a meteorite in the road
[follows the usual rigmarole of questions from "the charm of the uniform" type, but you could not avoid the foss er .. the hole? How deep? we turn to denounce what?]
And while two brigades equipped with waxed hat, plastic pants and boots to suit you cross the Mississippi shelter in your car to fill in the forms of your complaint, you and your friend gradually assume the features of two appearances of Waterworld.
But you know that the worst is yet to come. From
Brianza party and your father and your friend because you do not have half a man in two.
comes with the usual look Briatoresco: Jeckerson white duvet white cosavuoicapiretudimodaquestoèAspesi "cap and Country Club Malindi.
Behind him, a clone of Super Mario Bros driving a tow truck that inexplicably traveling at 200km hours on average.
Your car your father disappears on the horizon as part of the monologue titled "mica these are the problems of life, but 'hog here, the hog" whose main points are: the Osti
- think it's your car?? It 's a scrap
- Osti the situation will cost you a nice € 200
- Osti hope it's just bored. But as you will be irreparable harm (more laughter to Cristian De Sica Padano)
- Osti, however, is the fault of those who left TU votes.