Avventure di una Rossa tinta di nero in Panslavia

Ax mamanja, contento che siate arrivate, contento che siate sane e salve, contento che siate contente di essere in Terra Santa, contento di poter dar replica alla volpe che prendeva commiato dal principe. così:


Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue,
I didn't know what in the world I was gonna do,
Them Communists they wus comin' around,
They wus in the air,
They wus on the ground.
They wouldn't gimme no peace. . .

So I run down most hurriedly
And joined up with the John Birch Society,
I got me a secret membership card
And started off a-walkin' down the road.
Yee-hoo, I'm a real John Bircher now!
Look out you Commies!

Now we all agree with Hitlers' views,
Although he killed six million Jews.
It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist,
At least you can't say he was a Communist!
That's to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria.

Well, I wus lookin' everywhere for them gol-darned Reds.
I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed,
Looked in the sink, behind the door,
Looked in the glove compartment of my car.
Couldn't find 'em . . .

I wus lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere,
I wus lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair.
I looked way up my chimney hole,
I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl.
They got away . . .

Well, I wus sittin' home alone an' started to sweat,
Figured they wus in my T.V. set.
Peeked behind the picture frame,
Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain.
Them Reds caused it!
I know they did . . . them hard-core ones.

Well, I quit my job so I could work alone,
Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes.
Followed some clues from my detective bag
And discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag!
That ol' Betty Ross . . .

Well, I investigated all the books in the library,
Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away.
I investigated all the people that I knowed,
Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go.
The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me.

Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy,
Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy.
To my knowledge there's just one man
That's really a true American: George Lincoln Rockwell.
I know for a fact he hates Commies cus he picketed the movie Exodus.

Well, I fin'ly started thinkin' straight
When I run outa things to investigate.
Couldn't imagine doin' anything else,
So now I'm sittin' home investigatin' myself!
Hope I don't find out anything . . . hmm, great God!


non suona proprio come un "ben arrivate" ma tanto fa.
ben arrivate, enjoy your stay.
 

simo, te si' na volpe...
besossss
ora vado in discoteca da maksim e mi sparo un pirozkino.
lena
 

Che figata! braveeeeeeeeee! tauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
 

scusa Simo ma sono pignola, sarebbe "staying"! più che pignola rompi maroni che qui nelle colline di mussolcity pullulano... che belle che siete nella foto! che culo, come vorrei essere lì anch'io! e cavoli come vi trattate bene! allora io continuo a mandarti messaggi demenziali se ti fanno piacere ok? un bacione e bevete alla mia salute!
ciao
fede
 

ps:voglio il copyright su "madre de dios!!!"
 

enjoy your stay è assolutamente corretto...poi abbi pazienza se è la versione americanizzata, chè qui di snobboni londinesi non ne vogliamo minga...
 

ahaahah è vero, che vergogna, speriamo nessuno lo legga sennò nn mi danno la laurea manco dopo morta!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! mi scuso umilmente. maooooo