martedì 25 gennaio 2011

Paradise New version

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(Forgive me that the boss)

God, the boss of the Paradise, has cacced out, very very fuor, in the "freddo divertente" that in english si dice "fun cool", Adam, Eva and the fruit of the peccat: the Nutell. From that moment, the life of God was very very squallid, very very scocciant, very very noious. Infact God is onnipotent, He knows everything, very very tutt, percio’ He don't si puo’ veder one football partit because gia’ knows the risultat: He don't si puo’ legger one yellow book because già know the assasin, don't puo’ play the lotto, tombol, lottery of Capodann, because He gia’ lo knows who vinces and who perds (di solit God vinces at lotto, infact He is soprannominated "Padre Terno"), He knows gia’ everything, tutte cose.The unic thing that God don't sapeva, was what cazz di end aveva fatt the Nutell and, under under, sotto sotto, after one sacc of time that he don't have nothing notiz about the Nutell, God was very curios, ma very very curios, because God is formed dalla Santissima Trinity, perciò God has the curiosity of the Father the curiosity of the figl, and the curiosity of the Spirit Sant: 'na cifra di curiosity... God was pensing to qualcos per rintracciar the Nutell and so decided to mandar 'ncopp the Terr one part of the Santissim Trinity: so chiamed the Spirit Sant that is the most sfigat of the Trinity, (that quand God want the cigarettes or want the giornal, He sempr calls the Spirit Sant that in deep in deep, in fondo in fondo, is the apprendist of the Trinity, the shop-boy, the ragazz of botteg) and God dissed to the Colomb: "Now you go 'ncopp the terr and cerc 'nu poco this cazz of Nutell that da secols and secols I don't have notiz".The Colomb se ne voled from the Paradise vers the Terr. "Good Viagg!" dissed God watching the colomb flying...The Colomb was avvicinanding to the Terr. "Good Fortun!" dissed God watching the Colomb avvicinanding...The Colomb entered in the atmosphere of the Terr. "In bocc al wolf!" dissed God watching the Colomb in the atmosphere.The Colomb was ormai in the ciel of the Terr. "In cool at the balen!" dissed God watching the Colomb in the ciel of the Terr. PAM!! One cacciator of Frosinone accirrette the Colomb with 'na scaric of pallettons. The story it’s endat.