"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

Elezioni 2013

Credo che seguirò i consigli di Feudalesimo e Libertà
e andrò a votare con la balestra.
O la ballista.
Ancora non ho deciso.

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2 Comments
  • Francesco Roghi
    Posted at 15:29h, 10 January Reply

    Con una catapulta si può andare? XD

    • shelidon
      Posted at 16:01h, 11 January Reply

      Se hai qualcuno che ti carica, secondo me sì. Entri sfondando il soffitto e urlando “Gaglioffi!” e fai notizia molto più di tutti quei coglioni che stanno credendo alla puttanata secondo la quale puoi andare al seggio e dichiarare che ti rifiuti di votare.

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