the Communists just the license. They want me to jail. As I wrote the other day
I have withdrawn the license for driving under the influence of alcohol here in the red
Romagna,
for the second time, late at night, a policeman
Communist
name Mussolini.
I was returning home as usual
, quiet, and to peck at him, recognizing
my Landrover Defender
long-wheelbase version
anti-communist, he gave up his racing
checkpoint.
I never had an accident
road in my life and one thing we all know
:
are young men, packed not only alcohol but
of testosterone, causing the carnage
not fighesmesse
like me. Patience. Hoscritto: At this point I
in Istria with my family,
can not hold VAT -
lia.
Good. Yesterday I came home the
criminal record time, style
Berlusconi in the Ruby case, probably
thanks to that piece that I wrote in this newspaper. The court decided
:
a fine of € 15,700 and disqualification
for two years. Worse than that ... Thank God my
Defender
is payable to my wife or I would have been
seized and sold soon. My
wife told me: 'Go
in jail, so at least
not pay the fine, and in there you can not drink the
Sangiovese, there
your computer you have and you can work, and leave us in peace for a while
', and you convert to Catholicism
, please. I
and your four children (children)
we need your money, you know,
asshole? ".
Thinking about it, it would not hurt
go to jail for a long time '(the Public Prosecutor's Office recommended
speaks of "stopping by six months to one year").
What is the difference between the end
"Le Petit Arquebuse," the inn where I keep my base
General
in the heart of Forlì two steps
dall'Oviesse, stifled by the communist
redone, and a prison?
But in the end I decided to avoid at all costs
the prison, the real one,
for a simple reason: I'm afraid of being sodomized
. That is, for better or worse are not
Pasolini. Le Petit
has many defects, I know, but at least the score
I do not sodomize. My lawyer tells me
that there is another way to proceed. To halve the penalty
possofare
work pubblicautilità.
How nice.
That is, I do, among other things, the
scavenger for six months.
This idea appeals to me. I already did the street sweeper in London
young.
I know my chickens. The secret of that work
there is to hide at all costs to
not do shit. And I know how.
And if the boss tells you to do an audit and
"But Viale Bologna is very dirty,
why?" You answer "Yes
but pulled a bad wind
these days." So via.Hochiesto
lawyer: "I can not work
with plants in a nursery
for example, I like plants, animals or
?. I prefer to
obvious reasons, avoid crazy. Already
not feel psychologically
post myself, and if I see a crazy
it disturbs me.
because I see myself. But a plant that grows and thrives
is another thing.
is a beautiful thing! (And does not speak
unlike a woman).
a time, for example, I wrote an article for an English newspaper
on my search for the perfect tomato. I found a
Pachino in Sicily, in Catania. The perfect tomato
must be both sweet and savory
. And down there (thanks to the Mafia?)
there. My lawyer told me:
"Strange but true, according to the law
you could also do the gardening
. Yes, at least, not bad idea but I prefer to drive how
my Landrover Defender
rather do gardening.
then? So I always think of going
more seriously with the whole family
in Istria
which is close to Trieste and then to Italy, where I can drive
(only in Italy
I can not drive). And then when they expire
two years of retirement in Italy,
who knows, maybe I come back, maybe not. It depends.
To tell the truth I'm sick
dellaRomagna edeiromagnoli
and their kitchen and all
these fucking communists. We'll see
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