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Robe elencature: Saviano still sgramellare

Who knows if anything - because you never know, as times deadly - the banality, an incurable disease, you become an incurable disease, even for meat, because, whatever people may say, Saviano did not need of Commons. (Where the coffin). The pay with his life, the banality, what the fuck! Other than that Camorra Camorra and he has not stirred a whisker, of a different kettle of fish. The Banality, Saviano. I'd like you could pay, so that what we Trivia baked, melt the first one, not even all the other rotten apples from the basket.
You began to shower down with your bullshit Gomorrah, that nougat, nougat. Continuasti romanzucolo towards the other beauties that had nothing if not in the title ... Besides this ricitare piovepioggia always the devil ... The beauty of the devil ... the beauty of hell ... mbo!? like?
Then last season, one of the roots. More and more worn, more hollow, more listed. Lists! Tel. Saviano. Phone-a-house. Call home. But who wants to talk! Now steal Woody Allen Decalogue to scribble in the newspaper for another almanac of excellence ... ten ... things ... for ... So ... is ... the ... penalty ... live ... Come to me''live''ammoscia flute wise!
And you should also ammosciare you ... but go no joking:-hard, for this and other Trivia! It 's a battle, our breath away!


Diagnosis pay it! Mr Saviano you can not write, does not have talent (imagine the genius). Do not know denounce not its own tooth. (Imagine the impact, at least two ...) He does not know how to stack bales of hay on the Banality of his other, already nice round and fired. Moltro Toppo.


Several times he said the thing he wants to stay in our country, Italie, to change ... improve! Thought of the noble feminist. You better himself.
The council instead of going to recovery in our (by whom?) Countries, or to some other hierophant, perhaps in the form of the Library, the shelter, or to the Civil Hospital Trivia , or the Grand Council of the clever, go and cure this disease that afflicts it, want to please everyone at all costs. All Saints' Day at leisure. Has been done well before (l) are. Now tip straight to the papal throne. The throne trivial ... This serves to amass the plebiscite.
But at least become intelligent (which I also suck the smart). At least they care.
And then you come back with large bow and blue apron that she was too ill-reported and very little thought and studied (let alone written ... and defeated).


(I allow myself a Ps.
In Il Giornale, there is an article talking about this list. They give him a bit 'him to Saviano. Then, banality for banality, gossip to chatter, make a list too (for the ten things pcvlpvivere the Journal), as they had done at the Come away with me. This time the victim ends up well in the middle of Céline list, so wrote:
The complete works of Céline: (of course except for a massacre Bagatelle).
Well, that sucks! And then will spike warn Saviano ... of the Banality !)