There are few phrases that really express the ethos of an era. Most of the time they are pronounced void.
"After thirty years of school left, exams left, left-wing professors, deans of the left - condemns the Parliamentary Assembly of the Northern League - our kids are confused. Our students need to be led by someone like Umberto Bossi. It is not possible to be professors from all over to remove the work teachers in Northern Ireland. They want to hear only of Pirandello and Sciascia and Carlo Cattaneo as a federalist. " Paola Goisis _ House Committee on Culture (!!!) _ Corriere 21/07/2008
We talk to her, Paul, please tell us.
The whole issue arose from the fact that as the son of an intellectual Bossi, Renzo this probably disoriented, has been cut for the second time for final exams, a thesis Cattaneo. Sign of the times.
Speaking of crap:
It's not that I do not care ... but the hymn
Where is Victory?
Let her bow down, slave of Rome
that God has made.
Victory is the slave of Rome, by God, not Italy. A hundred people locked in a room in Padua, to repeat shit (no limit) in front of a dummy who can barely speak and AA can not read. Oh yes, we really need. How a stroke.
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