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Titolo: Cappucet Red

Questa č mitica.
Long long (very long) time ago, was a little girl, called Cappucet Red. One
mattin, her mam dissed: "Dear Cappucet, take this cest to the nonn, but
warning to the Lup Mannar, that is very pericolous. Torn prest, good luck
and in bock of the lup!"
Cappucet didn't comprended this last thing, and she incammined vers the bosk
with the cest. Unfortunately Cappucet Red's mam had reason: In fact, the Lup
had a very brut past because he had been for long time in prison, but not
the prison of the game "Monopoli", the real prison.
Atfer a process, with the Cassation, he went out but he started to take an
industrial quantity of alchoolics and light drugs.
He was the most terrible animal of the forest: with his great and strong
physic, and with his typical meridional accent, he was like the Tarricon of
Grand Fratel.
Cammining cammining at a cert point Cappucet Red incontered in the forest
the Lup, who dissed: "Hi piccirilla, where you go?"
"I go to the nonn with this cest, wich is little but it's full of chocolate,
biscuits, panettons, mores and mirtills!", she dissed.
"Ah, mannaggia 'a maruscella! (Maybe is an expression like: what great cul I
had!)", dissed the Lup, with a river of saliv out of the mouth.
And so the Lup dissed:
"Beh, mo' I go because my cellular is squilling, sorry." And he went to the
nonn's home.
Cappucet Red, who was very very lent (a casin lent), continued for her
sentier in the forest.
The Lup arrived at the house, suoned the campanell and after saluting the
nonn magned her in a boccon. Then, after sputing her dentier, he indossed
the ridicul night-berret, and gone under the
coperts.
Then Cappuced Red went to the nonn's house suoned and entered. When she saws
the nonn, (was not the nonn, but the Lup.REMEMBER!) she dissed:
"But Nonn, why do you stay in the let?"
And the nonn-Lup:
"Nothing, I have stort my cavigl doing aerobics".
"Oh, poor nonn",she resposed (she was a little stupid, wasn't she?). And
then diss:
"But what a big occhions you have, do you need some collir?"
"No, my little Cappucet, they're for see you better!", was the rispost of
the imbarazzad nonn-Lup.
Then, Cappucet Red (who was dure like a block of marm):
"Nonn, what big oreks you have, have you the orecchions?"
At this point, the nonn-lup thinked if was possible that this stupid girl
couldn't make her cazz, but he resposed:
"Oh, my Cappucet, this oreks are for ascolt you better!"
Cappucett, (now I think that she was very rincoglionited) domanded again:
"But. What a big dents you have!!"
The Lup, wich baloons were that moment like two mappmonds, dissed:
"They're to magn you better!" And magned the poor little red girl.
But out of the house, a sympatic and curious cacciator of Frodo (it's a city
near there) sentet all and dissed: "Accident, a Lup! His pellic costs tant!
And so, spinted only for the compassion of little girl, the cacciator butted
a ter the volps, fringuels and the leprs that he ammazzed till that moment
and with a great impet imbracced the arm and entered in the stanz: so he
ammazzed the Lup Mannar. Then squarced the Lup's panz, (being
attention to not rovin the pellic) and tired out the Nonn (still live) and
Cappucet Red (still rincoglionited).
At the end the cacciator vended the pellic and guadagned (honestly) a great
quantity of money, the nonn magned all the leccornies in the cest ( it was
like a Cuccagnpal) and Cappucet Red was really felix, and started playng
with her Pokemon-peluche.
So, everibody live felix and content!!!! (Maybe not the Lup.)
Achille Pičveloce/quello che si chiama "un blog di un certo livello"

 Long long (very long) time ago, was a little girl, called Cappucet Red. One
Ma e' quello di "Nutella Nutellae", questo pezzo ha almeno 10 anni
-- 
Lello Vitello
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 Ma e' quello di "Nutella Nutellae", questo pezzo ha almeno 10 anni
Bah, unn'ho mica detto di no...
Achille Pičveloce/ne ho detto che č mia, intendiamoci :-D

   godurioso!!!!  va a fagiolo col mio livello di
conoscenza dell'inglese.
tankiů
drk

 tankiù
Eheheh... si, infatti l'ho pubblicato sul mio blog proprio perchè, tra
tutti, il nostro inglese è pessimo...
Achille Pièveloce/invece così ci si fanno due risatine in legerès...

 tutti, il nostro inglese è pessimo...
Parl for iu... :-)
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 Parl for iu... :-)
Ecc!
mi sa più di cattivik però
-- 
Christian
- socio MSTC - responsabile controllo qualita' cazzate

 Parl for iu... :-)
Yes, marem impčsted, with "nostr" I ěntendev just the passengers on my blog,
not the IFDers....
Achille Pičveloce/entiendes? (?)