Great arrogance from the Azzurri, before and during the match. The Hobbits made the Calcio catamite lovers pay for it. No Lippi service can save 'em from being shown as the Emperors who have no clothes.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
The Azzurri Sing a Bitter Aria
Great arrogance from the Azzurri, before and during the match. The Hobbits made the Calcio catamite lovers pay for it. No Lippi service can save 'em from being shown as the Emperors who have no clothes.
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Signor Rota is chocking on his gnocchi.
Signor Rota is choking on his gnocchi.
Putting up viand pour les fruits, eh, AA?
Tecs and AA's fruity vuvuzela-blowees:
It was New Zealand's only shot on goal the entire match.
How do you say, "seethe, Rot, seethe" in Italian?
In Italian, it is Rotteo Tutti Frutti.
Bitter is Rott that the Hobbits are so much more efficient in their scoring than his fave Roman Salad Boyz. Hey, Tiber-ius, more legions and fewer catamitic grottos might do your Azzurri some good.
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