I have a project

Good, listen me, unstable legion. I am your boss! Why would you want to write on me fantasy types typewriter internet catalog brainstorming creative magazine newspaper about killing me? I can read you rejects! I began this legion and this diary! Donald, my sweetened flavored candy Donald, you do not remember the time that I taught you sign how to communicate? We used to frighten the members entry precocious of the legion while attaching a record can around your neck with my game voice, and they believed that you were a miniature horse of conversation! And then a day I awakened with a due headache to a lot too much wine and of pellets of meats of beef and of heroin, and I hear it "Hello the father." It is of your mouth! I you sign and you lack me respect while saying to the foreign group on my chronic web that I to poison you? I have a project.

Entrusted Rigatoni. Only since the birth to the death. By the disease and by health. To the death to be done me.

The only one, and unique Rigatoni.