Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Aztec Mexican Wrestling Singlet

155. "I know what I want to be great!" part (1 / 5) - Investigations Commissioner


Dear readers, dear readers,

tell me what you want, but there is little, very little to do: also insensitive to the heart of your can - rarely, but it happens - try it an adrenaline rush when he witnesses something that can change his life when he realizes what it will do great. And yes, because I decided what I'm doing great!

22 to 23 May 2010 Turin

How big Ale warned us, this time we expect a national stage, but I say 'national'? International!

My fellow commissioners are excited, they seem a little grown-up children, in particular Ale, given its size, even if he persists in saying it is all of the air muscle and released, and I could believe him, because every now and let 'go' a bit 'of that air, unfortunately also in the car.

To replenish the ranks of big Al has also convened four commissioners, Vigevano, arriving with all the official uniform of their motorcycle clubs.

Since their appearance do not hide their soul fiercely Valley and swear that they are all enrolled in the Northern League. To me it leaves quite indifferent, all in all I think they parachuted in San Salvario folk, the little casbah subalpine and I enjoy their surprise when they realize that we're probably the only white people in the neighborhood.

Last to join and Francis I, looking more upset than ever. Fra 'are friendly to her and tries to make friends with new colleagues.

Well, maybe I had forgotten (note that advancing age has a devastating effect) to tell you that Fra 'is Sicilian, Sicilian definitely not only in somatic contacts, but also in accent .

see him in the midst of the 'proud' that if Po devour it with his eyes Among the 'in the hope that we get distracted by garrote, stab him, break his legs but only after having stuck a dagger in the kneecaps, pulling out the fingernails , cover it with molasses and pass it through the fire ants, now pitch toes with high heels, trampling, kicking and punching her heart.

The whiteness of Fra 'is only surpassed by his ignorance of the risk she is running, as if the lamb entered the lair of the wolf or as the man who asks his beloved to marry him!


The day promises to be one of the hot Sahara desert and the hot Australian model: it is 7 am, and we estimate there are at least 40 ° to 'shadow.

When the caravan arrives at the Oval Lingotto understand now that this is something serious.

a kilometer from the entrance of the track we are stopped by 3posti blocco3 to order: 1. slow speed, 2. control documents, 3. release of the cuff that we certify as the marshals.

last checkpoint we are told not to lose in any way the bracelet of wax paper, unspecified sanctions corporal punishment and even moral and mortifying, like singing out loud "Thank goodness for Silvio!" in front of a home of Lotta Continua.

The fact is that we are s'iimagina at the end of the first day, dirty and sweaty (note: more than usual) and one wonders what will happen in the shower. The only worry is not I who sentenced Francis: "Chemmifrega? I do the shower the first day of the month! ": if there had to be invented this guy!

The race officials are looking at us from Viareggio in Tuscany between amazed and perplexed, we were not even a copy botched dell'Arma Brancaleone. Indeed we are a company not very well matched, whereas aotre to 'proud' Po the band recorded a new entry : maximum.

(continued)

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