Were
the world to be ruled by women, we would have only one week per month
of war. And it would be like: “Well girls, from now on, we are not
speaking to Afghanistan!” (Daniele Luttazzi)
How
do they canalize such energy?
In
the wake of the research of groups of American scientists, it turned
out that “cleaning things” is addictive. The test was as follows:
Firstly:
Give to a group of 154 wives (154 is too weird not to be true) 154
vacuum cleaner.
Secondly:
Give to their 154 husbands, not telling to the wives, 154 red laser
pointers.
Finally:
Scream as if you are Leonidas “Women, there's plenty of ants in
that room. Clean it!”
After
10 hours of raging cleaning job, no wives were tired. Even though the
wrists of the males are well trained since adolescence thanks to Lara
Croft's boobs, after 10 hours of painful swirling of red laser dots
154 dots were tired but one. The cleaning women leader went to the
last exhausted red dot standing and like Braveheart sad: “I'll let you live, thus you can tell others what you have seen!”
Amore della mamma (beloved child), ora che hai rimosso il tuo Fb dall'ethernet (now that you've removed your Facebook profile from the face of internet) come faccio io a contattarti (tell me how do you suppose me to contact you)?
ReplyDeleteC'è così tanto poco amore per la sottoscritta nelle remote piege della tua mente (Is there any little love 4 me in your fucking brain)?
Tell me If your only the last of a long block ok people who pleased me and after got away with murder (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86lXqHh1-uk necessary quotation of Jefferee Star's video)!
Form a beloved mother (da un'amata madre superiora) to a beloved, sweet, child of mine (ad un amato figlio nello spirito, e, si suppose, anche nella filosofia).
With love,
SorellaJc.