House. Scuffles. Racket.
Voting trust.
"Fascists! FASCISTS! You, yes, you! Where were you when the companion Pisu combattevam Piave on our consciences? In the squares, in the factory, in the midst of real people, what you have forgotten, "
pam pam pam " Ladies and gentlemen ... "
"Fascists!"
pam pam pam "Ladies and gentlemen, I call to order"
"Pss, Pisu. Fuck you, you sleep? "
" Yaaaawn, "yawned Pisu. "Hmm?"
"From that we must vote," and, addressing the House: "How disgusting! Fate sucks! Shame! "
" But sorry, you're still talking, let me sleep, right? "
pam pam pam " Mr Pisu, if she could attend the meeting, instead of dozing ... even on the benches of the House to give " pam pam pam " Ladies and gentlemen, please! " pam pam pam " also to give a semblance of professionalism "
" Shame! Fascists. " Then, in a lower voice: "See? That figure ... and remember to vote right, "
Pisu shook from head to toe and stared, as if to reactivate dormant too remote critical circuits from the exhausting job of Politics.
"sent home the Emperor, then"
"WHAT?"
"I say, sends him home,"
"Are you crazy?"
'? "
" Pisu, you vote of confidence! You have to vote [YES], "
" But if you're giving an hour of the tow ...?
pam pam pam "Ladies!"
"What does it matter, what is for the show. " This time it was a whisper, a tangle of words hidden in the whirlwind of passion on the right, left, center. "It's still early ..."
"Shame! You have ruined Italy »
'Soon for what?"
"I'm not yet past two years, six months and one day ... Now I cry with me, and remember to trust votargli"
' Fascists , "
pam pam pam
" Shame! "
A word of advice: write two years, six months and one day on Google ...
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