Verboten, Verboten, Verboten 
I do not blame the Germans, even though I was 9 when a German ran after me because I pulled out all the brown of the cassette tape (do you remember? So do not make me feel old, before there were CDs music cassettes, with brown tape) ... I was okay with her sisters in the colony, I was bored, and then what he liked to 'box is where he had left on the beach?! Fattosta the other day I happen to read the article
when the Germans complain that we with all our bans ruin the holidays (poracci). Complain about our
Decalogue beach (may be true that I do not go to the sea by seven years for at least three days in a row, but 'ten commandments .. I never heard), complain that they can not eat noisily on the beach (but that means "to eat noisily?" It's not that they are there on the beach with contadecibel), you can not stand topless on the beach - a)
would such a happiness to you boys b) is communicated to Germans are planning to Trasimeno
to open a nudist beach, if you know what I mean. Anticipating all, even the Bild, last year I was complaining about the Germans (last year I worked in a hotel),
writing: "The Romans of Europe are the Germans, the Teutonic efficiency disappears just inside the borders, enter the room of a German (or stop it-that is booked by the same family for the next day, or leaving, that is, auf wiedersehen viedersen or if you prefer!) is a little 'how to get into a battle field .. unmade beds, bathrooms and bedrooms semivandalizzate destroyed! "Well, it's also true that we c'abbiamo one thousand prohibitions scattered everywhere, but allow me I'll be better, a thousand prohibitions Italian, that you, not German verboten, it fails to meet even the minimal rules of elementary education, throwing, in my presence, cans of beer and fanta on the ground when less than 20 cm have a rubbish bin?
