Does Iron Gyms Break The Door Frame

Poor Renzi

Matteo Renzi Poor, poor thing. A whole life in the parish to hold robes and set fire to the woods with the young marmots Manual in hand. A youth to shake off the face of a nice guy who likes to both mothers and teachers, but fewer girls Wave student, because you know it is there that they catch the chicks, not in the sacristy. Poor man, the new face of the old left, the old face of the new pd, accused for years of moving away from people and has become a party to be solipsistic and ideologically self-sufficient, away from the "sovereign people", how would the president. Poor man he became overnight the favorite daughter of the richest man in Italy, among the first in Europe, in the top 100 of the world, probably. As well as party chief opponent to the one in which the military boy scout, a little boy scout and much, Renzi. If it were a game of naval battle would be "sunk", not impressed. Happens: the eldest child of Mrs. Lario, Barbara, decided to grant an interview to Vanity Fair weekly. I imagine the scene: days and days to agree on makeup, wigs, curlers and power of the dryer, location, date, photo and hours and hours to accommodate requests to be sent to the staff in charge of communication Berlusconi in a house (which is not a government, but the second of the premier family). Then, after many hours and read the answers (always think in collaboration with the staff) to make his thought sufficiently detached from his father, but basically the same, even if you really want to do a proper analysis, one could say exactly the that the guys slamming guncotton phrases here and there, but expired. In other words: the effect is zero, the only thing you can turn on is the "x" of X Factor . But back to the pool of communicators Berlusconi bis (understood not as government but as a second family). No more answers to questions that Barbara has played with the heart, come two or three things to fix as not to disappoint anyone, the father, mother, printing bloodthirsty and knives, all of Italy hanging on the words of its rulers. "You miss two or three shots of foil," said the head will pool. "I have an idea", will be added to the intern pool: "Why not fired, I know, Carfagna already indirectly criticized by his mother long ago, more recently, by his father and the world all the time?" "What Ideon. And off to attack the minister of equal opportunities in accordance with a scion should not complain. "If you feel discriminated against her, by Telegatti became minister, the matter becomes even more grotesque dimensions," threw out the superboccolona. And so, the first sferzatatina (yes, but branded Vuitton) has been given. Because let's face it, Talk About the Carfi (as it is called the Littizzetto) is a bit 'like blaming the Red Cross: the only way to say something intelligent about the government without his father's take it. "Yes, but so, Mr. Chief pool is too little." 'It is true intern pool, you should ... should ... should be fucked in a courteous manner Somewhere on the other side ... like ... like ...". "Type Renzi," shouts the assistant Brianza intern the intern pool. "Yes, Renzi, that pretaccio of Florence, by fottiamolo:" ghe reunites the communist Renzi El pias fiola tant to the Prime Minister. " And down to laugh, including Barbara. "Ahahahahah. Yes, I think that by taking the piss when they encountered him rifondaroli Florentine: 'Mayor, fen pig, finally we found is that Barbarella is looking'." "Either the mayor, send him to greet a daughter of the Prime Minister are things that the tiny and tender." And things like that. Poor Renzi. Blessed Carfagna. Good shirt to all