Life is a bitch. Sunday was arguably the saddest day of my life. Most days in my life are quite sad but this one has to be the saddest and it was sad in a sad sort of way. Usually I am sad and angry, but this time I was sad and sad. I didn't get to watch the game between Juventus and Atalanta LIVE because of a stadium ban. I stood outside the Stadio Olympico Torino like a helpless, little girl with a sorry expression on my face. Luck, which was always turned on my side, turned out to be a traitor. Fuckin slut...
Anyways, enough of the gay shit. I have other things to talk about as well. I would be revisiting my poential Nobel-prize winning work: the 'Figin' Index in this post. The pigeons in Italy are fairly fat and well fed and of course lazy. But there are noticeable variations of characteristics among the pigeons in different places in Italy. The ones in these places, Santa Margerita and Portofino (Santa Margerita and Portofino;these places are as exotic as they sound) were the fattest I've ever seen. They didn't give a damn about most things in life.
Check out the following video for evidence:
The fat bitch moved around at its own sweet pace with me right behind it. It almost even refused to acknowledge my very presence. I present another dimension here to the index. The fatness of the pigeons in a place is directly proportional to the joblessness of people in that area. Jobless people do things like feeding pigeons. The places I talked about are holiday destinations where people come to 'chill'. They laze around at the seaside, walk about and feed the pigeons.
The pigeons in Turin and Rome were slightly more active, but still extremely lazy. They are comparable to those in London.
Another random thing. I learned that Rome was built by someone named Romulus or something like that who grew up sucking the tits of a female wolf. To quote Cartman, 'The fuck. Come on. I mean, seriously, the fuck'.
I never got to watch Lara LIVE. I will never get to watch Nedved LIVE as well. Sigh!
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