The word heroes not only use it sparingly, but even I like very much. But today, nothing pappardelle whatsoever; cracks thrift, standing more than generous with a shot of tequila, and a toast to those seven or ten heroes, giustappunto, who last night blocked an entire village in the province of Arezzo, Poggio Bagnoli, and taken a hundred kilos of gold a safe and whose content is not yet known exactly (but which promises to be full of things very, very interesting). Cheers, and good luck to help them: eso es un robo!
I tried to imagine the scene: first of all the country's industrious , the "gold district," the company office, full, overflowing with gold. With the tequila in my hand I give myself five minutes even third world: perhaps from some mines of South Africa or somewhere, sweat of slaves, exploitation, market hogs masters. They arrive here at two in the morning, and begin the withdrawal : Before some means by which the City would block all access roads to the work industrious and charming small town, then an excavator "CAT" (miao!) which break through the wall of the company and take gold and 'to casciaforte . Take the alarm yes, but when you arrive carrabbinera find their way blocked by a tractor with cut tires and a sign (yellow with black writing I hope) to "work in progress." And it works! And what a course!
The media used: a van, two cars and one of the City Traffic Police, and a school bus. It seems as if there is anything the so-called civilized life : bureaucracy, the police and the municipal appioppamulte scuolina Gelmini. Without a shot being fired. Imagine the face of the policemen in front of the tractor beam with the inscription "Work in Progress", I will forgive the extremely heavy, better than a crosscut saw to du 'hands. Less than half an hour and a preparation, probably, months and months.
I do not know how it will end and I will not even know it. I like to think that if they enjoy that kind of money, somewhere wonderful and farthest in the ass to everyone and everything, the industriousness, and alarms to work! Another toast, if llevar más tequila y if Beba!
I tried to imagine the scene: first of all the country's industrious , the "gold district," the company office, full, overflowing with gold. With the tequila in my hand I give myself five minutes even third world: perhaps from some mines of South Africa or somewhere, sweat of slaves, exploitation, market hogs masters. They arrive here at two in the morning, and begin the withdrawal : Before some means by which the City would block all access roads to the work industrious and charming small town, then an excavator "CAT" (miao!) which break through the wall of the company and take gold and 'to casciaforte . Take the alarm yes, but when you arrive carrabbinera find their way blocked by a tractor with cut tires and a sign (yellow with black writing I hope) to "work in progress." And it works! And what a course!
The media used: a van, two cars and one of the City Traffic Police, and a school bus. It seems as if there is anything the so-called civilized life : bureaucracy, the police and the municipal appioppamulte scuolina Gelmini. Without a shot being fired. Imagine the face of the policemen in front of the tractor beam with the inscription "Work in Progress", I will forgive the extremely heavy, better than a crosscut saw to du 'hands. Less than half an hour and a preparation, probably, months and months.
I do not know how it will end and I will not even know it. I like to think that if they enjoy that kind of money, somewhere wonderful and farthest in the ass to everyone and everything, the industriousness, and alarms to work! Another toast, if llevar más tequila y if Beba!
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