Behead our statues, erase fairy tales that we grew up with as children, change the names to traditional gastronomic products and now put on the index (fuck) a colossal as Via Col Vento that has
made generations of lovers dream. All in the name of your politically correct demmerda, which, at this point, casts increasingly sinister shadows on the entire pantomime of the Minneapolis
But we, who are creative and witty guys, respond with a lyrical hint of the musical theme of that wonderful film, decorated in deviatika sauce. Yes, because if you think that your "prohibitions" make us worry, or manage to undermine in the slightest our love for who we are ("Love is a kiss between two statues", quoted from "The End That Doesn't Happen"), scratch your mange from the vulvae first.
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