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Prophecy

favors and rich rewards for those who deciphers the code quack.

talk and eat the turnips?

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hebephrenic evil and return the nano
natural, deep in it, maybe not appropriated
oligarchic
its redundant, false rottweiler
curses and seduces the beast named Clem
exhaustive, it takes a gulp

pyrotechnics stole beautiful burp
animate the canine digestive phase
will clean the viscera in ecstasy the progressive step
nano empties the stomach upward
embroidered with the ' acids former rottweiler
Astyanax comparison was lucky

gaudentissima expulsion as pump Erg
verbose instigating the magic of the proceeds
deafening, dog nano exit
liquefied like a gel
scored the enviable nano his goal with
fed and free of the threat

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Comparing Palme.

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The letter to Santa Claus Matteo Vandalism

Oh Quack, at the invitation of the human reduced Matteo Vandalism, creature of which I have already mentioned in the previous report, I translated into alphabetic symbols land on its requests. For reasons still unknown to me, his communication is fluent and clearly to my ears, but not to those of humans, so I translated the lexicon that I have his thoughts. His letter is addressed to an entity revered by caste is not extended, better known as Father Christmas on earth. I intend to decode and analyze the structure connected to the same religion, the only certain items so far are two: he has the power to grant the wishes of the dominant caste ("children") and established a symbiotic relationship with a second cult figure better known as "Epiphany." My translation follows the demands of the vandalism.


Dear Old Man, which distribute generous playful joy on the day of the birthday of our Lord Jesus, who writes to you is a humble and unworthy admirer of your magnificent and magical work. To escape a gambling
take a narrow path, because of its slowness, washes over the abysmal precipice of tedium and redundancy, I will express myself with laconic speech.
am well aware that my conduct is far from being able to be yourself even considered among the ranks of the most diligent and deserving of praise. You are certainly in a position to judge my actions as reprehensible and unworthy of any form of satisfaction. It would have good reason. Nevertheless, believe me or famous: quaestio nothing about my intentions clear and good faith that has guided my actions.
Under the clarity of mind that I have no false modesty and even declaimed Imperishable fame that follows your deeds, I entrust myself to your Magnificence without fear and accept the Christmas gift that your kind heart, he wishes to agree to a self-gratification of my modus operandi during the year.
However, the rigid mindset that makes obsolete the behaviors of individuals that I have created, borrowed from the static nature of a society which is obtuse can surprise, requires clarification on my part not of a general ambition.
I will not be so mean to your eyes, if you dare to entrust this letter a so desire, that, given your proverbial infinite and omnipotent, it should not be difficult to achieve.
not yearn to vulgar material objects, do not flatter the lust for polychromatic toys, my only prayer is realized in the heat of the being the dawn of freedom that accompanies the individual.

Please break the chains that bind me to those who transferred me to life, he broke the rope biological blood that keeps me tied to them, changed into dry my roots, is ch 'I am no longer the result of that suit, walk back the path of descent and make my genesis nebula. Ancient
Oh, you make come true the circumstances that can give me to continue my journey alongside a much more worthy companion: I found a speech to my ears which is not disengaged blather but clear opinion on the world, she only understands me, and I compare his thinking. I beseech you: do not deprive me of the incomparable achievement of the logos, let me run away with the Huge Yellow Duck.

I refer to your stern but fair-minded assessment

With enthusiasm and vivid than timeless.

Matthew Vandalism

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The dramatic signal Leoluca

kill me.
assassinerà me, kill me, maim me, I fredderà, I shall eliminate, truciderà me, destroy me, destroy me, I will delete. In one way or another it will. Choking, strangling, shooting, hanging, beheading, guillotine, making small pieces in small or large pieces to feed the pigs Uncle Hyacinth, or cremated in the microwave and then scatter my ashes in the Grand Canal.
No, none of this will, at least not properly before me tortured. I do not ever believe. For me to talk, to discover the truth that you think I do not want to tell you, I will submit to the most atrocious tortures, I martorierà the body into several parts, the strazierà with the most cruel instruments of pain, I sevizierà, if necessary I will rape by 'Great Dane Uncle Hyacinth (a man who looks like a creature that looks like a man) will probably force me to listen to "Forgiveness" by Tiziano Ferro in the rare studio vesion feauturing enhanced by Gigi D'Alessio.

"Matthew"
"Where's Matt"
"I do not know, dear,"
"Ha ha. Tell me where "
" ... "
" Leoluca tell me! "
But I can not tell what happened, or maybe what I believe happened, maybe it did not happen, maybe it's a nightmare, oh! Fuck these fucking needles hurt even in a dream. But it's not a dream. I do not understand. She went to buy some Christmas presents with his mother.
"Do not worry, go ahead, we are a bit 'men this afternoon, eh Matt."
"Yes, yes, do let them sleep and wakes up as soon as the bath, put him in the bath toys that he likes so much, like the pirate ship, he goes crazy. Ah, then let them drink a bit 'of milk, I recommend small children with crumbled cookies, and check if it is not too hot, heck the last time a drop fell on the tablecloth has burned a hole not seen since ... oh in short, be careful! "
And then she left, I took it, I put a little 'in front of the TV were the Teletubbies, which I think he likes a lot, I tried to make him laugh with some verse and dududu and titititi, and who is the daddy doll, but I only respond with grimaces that seem absurd for disapproval. Boh will be involuntary movements of facial muscles.
to bed now. Only twenty minutes. What was it now? Bath.
I fill the tub, warm water, bubble bath, a pirate ship. "Wait there Matthew, I'll get warmer. But where to put it, ah there it is "
I'll be back in the bathroom. Matt is gone. In the bathtub, along with pirates, hundreds of yellow rubber ducks, it seems an invasion.
The phone rings, I hasten to answer.
Silence. A silence that speaks.
other party know. A heart-rending cry
vomited directly from my stomach, "What you did to Matthew eh? Who are you, how much money you want, merde! I swear that if you touch regret it for life, where my figliooooooooooooo bastards ...? "
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Vandalism Report # 003

Oh Quack,
after more than one unit of time that individuals settled on the land called "months", I start to get familiar with them. I tried to establish some form of conversation with the land, but only a small percentage of the outcome was positive. The only forms of life with feedback were those of small size, their status in society is called "children". Their height varies between 50 and 100 units of space known as "cm", and I have reason to believe that their social position is at the top of society. I think I have decoded the hierarchies that are organized like this: the power level is inversely proportional to the height, the shortest possess a near-total domination on the existence of the social category called "adults." These are fully subject to the children, who exercise their power through the sound waves that adults do not seem able to withstand, for this reduces its existence to a function-style slave, whose duties range from cleaning staff, food, to entertainment. If we want to conquer this planet, we must understand the dynamics behind this form of domination. Besides all this, I believe that children are the most evolved form of life on the land since they were the only ones to respond to my attempts at communication. In particular, I concentrate my efforts on Matthew, 66 cm. Following the report of our first conversation.
"Hello you're another toy?"
"No, I'm a huge Yellow Duck, Quack sent to earth by God to a deeper understanding on your use the "
" I see, my name is Matthew, and do not know how good it felt to finally talk with someone who does not limit its syntax incomprehensible sounds "
" Explain "
" Look I am really exhausted. My father, my mother, my grandparents, but also simple passers-by are unable to communicate. I say incoherent things like, "dudududu and tititititi, and who is the most beautiful doll?". I try to make them understand that they can speak normally, but nothing. It 'really frustrating, "
" I'm sorry, and I understand. How can not hear your words, they can not see my presence, except for short periods of time. I tried to manifest itself in different contexts, but eye contact was always lightning "
" Maybe we are not so different, I like you, you're a nice guy. Why do not we let us down at a milk bar? Should I take a bath but I do not want, I washed all the time. "
" I do not know what a latte, but I'll take you gladly. But I do not want to worry about your father, perhaps the legacy of the visual elements to make it clear that you are with me. "
" Go ahead. "
End of report.