Clintonian affairs..

Between a BJ and a wank under the table, Berlusconi was supposed to find the time to explain to the Nation the recent bills regarding Justice and Tappings. The show was supposed to be, of course, held on one of his TVs with one of his journalist who, apparently, had spent all the previous day at Fedele Confalonieri's (MEDIASET tycoon, let's call him #2) house, to be instructed on how to behave with Berluskevil (given his height, there cannot be any Mini ME). In spite of the good job done by the doctors, it seems, but it has to be confirmed and I am pretty sure some zealous news agency will fill up the gap, he has declared to one of his trusted kiss-ups, there was no remedy for his, let's say, hard(ness) problems other than a surrogate of Viagra ! Now dear all, at risk of disappointing everybody, I have to tell you one thing here and i understand if this comes to you as totally unexpected but I DON'T GIVE A SHEER FUCK if Mrs Carfagna wants to give him a bj. I know, I know, some of you could reply that in these times of grief, it is better than nothing. Yeah, I understand that, but she is not giving it to me for God's sake ! I am freaking jelous (I mean she is probably the hottest chick who has ever walked the House of Parlament since Nilde Jotti..). It is just stupid for Di Pietro to be carried in a meaningless discussion on things which are irrelevant for the Country, but the fact that it makes the news in such a way, it means that Italians are just a bunch of monkey asses.