This morning I met Stefano Bonacini, secretary of PD, and while I promised to write a short comment on the blog, then took the picture, To date, rules and procedures for applications and programs inside the PD.
I summarized the tale of the goose does not fly the red and more of our dream, eyes wide open, of a united left on a new basis, but mainly rooted on the base, made of flesh and disappointment growing as climbers poisonous.
If I understand correctly, our sufferings are not for life, or the political games and elections are closed and sealed with the standing manual Cencelli ... as well as other parties de noartri, there is an ongoing debate and it is not clear who the Orazi and Curiazi who are, in short, "there is a lot confusion in the sky, the situation is excellent. "
It seems that the initial problem is who should call whom, how those defaulters who have argued, if the dates are to each other for trivial reasons, and now nobody wants to pull up the phone and call each other.
So I propose a proposal: if the phone remains silent for too long, I send an invitation for a nice dinner free to all, an old trattoria in Modena and we do a collection to pay the bill.
At that point, would all our guests do not drink nocino until they talked about what to do xbene and clarified by large, not that I expect soon riparli of marriage, but at least some healthy sex, the garbage useless controversies, yes. Let us
a nice Christmas present: tell us something left and look in your eyes, maybe even run away a tear of good will and we beat a larger constituencies and less depressed.
I thank you with the bucolic verses that are more or less like this: "the storm has passed, I hear birds to party and the left, back on track, repeating his line ..."
your eventual host Lafayette
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