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R Onni James Dio was born in Portsmouth, July 10, 1942, and was a great singer in heavy metal music scene worldwide. With his voice gave him great influence in that genre, also it was he who popularized the gesture of the horns.

L 'early success came while he Rainbow military, together with former Deep Purple guitarist Ritchie Blackmore.Per grounds of gender Blackmore, Ronnie left the band and joined Black Sabbath to replace Ozzy Osbourne. After recording three successful albums (and live) with Black founded a new group, the DIO , active until 2006.
Since 2006, he reunited with Vinnie Appice, Tony Iommi and Butler to form Greez Heaven & Hell.

I the November 25, 2009 in God has been diagnosed with stomach cancer, which he did pass away May 16, 2010, at 7.45. The wife announces the fact with a statement posted on the official website:


"Today my heart is broken, Ronnie passed away at 7:45 am May 16th.
Many, many friends and family Their private Were Able to say good-byes before he passed away Peacefully. Ronnie how much Knew He Was loved by all. We so appreciate The Love That You Have and support given to us. Please give us a Few Days of privacy to deal with this terrible loss. Please know he loved you all and His music will live on forever. "

C on this message is hailed one of the greatest musicians, singers and characters not only heavy metal, but also around the world music scene, you can not forget what he gave to Ronnie world of music in 35-year career.

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FIFTH STORY THE JUDAS-

Thursday morning, Permoli high school, class 2 ° C: Marco had just delivered his task algebra, was not exactly happy with his performance, some results did not convince a lot, fortunately few. At that time, had fallen enough in algebra, given the enormous amount of study that had to be supported, then was forced to sideline some of the matters in which he did not have too many difficulties, such as mathematics and physics. Now the other four boring hours waiting for: a law and economics, a field for which I hate pure state, one of art history, for which he felt no hatred, but if he had to take a single object on vacation, not would have certainly brought the book of art history, whose weight was comparable to the anchor of a ship. After the history of art there would be an hour of English, a subject he liked, but as he spoke it fluently, he was bored in class. Finally he had to forward to a boring story. They had to study more than 70 pages per day, and he had not studied, because he knew not to be questioned given that the task had taken another 9 ½ and the professor had promised to consult the pupils with the lowest average for enable them to recover with the end of the year.

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Creative Writing: Literature and the web.

S ithout at all, until the last revisited on the new story, I take this occasion to highlight the link between literature and websites which is one of the most important aspects of this project. This provides that there is an interaction between the novels we read in class, and blogs on the development of short novels (in our case sometimes just have not been short) to be published on the Web. In this way we students can approach the literary part, the production of short stories written and the development of post relating to these important issues in the books we read in class, to the Internet, or ensure that what we have produced with great effort and commitment can be viewed by all.

Q T his innovative method is described as experimental, and in my opinion has proved (and still turns out) very interesting, engaging and productive. All this has aroused interest from many universities and the issuer Mediaset television who filmed a feature on the project conceived by Professor Ariot and broadcast on IRIS.

V hours to leave the central point of the post, or shot by Mediaset and the service was broadcast in the transmission "I present a book" .

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Hi, new stuff is coming, a new story for accuracy. It speaks of a certain Mark, a very intelligent high school student Premoli. The story is set in un'impegativa school week, when the odious history professor assigns a lot of pages to study. In class, everyone is desperate for two main reasons


1) Questions of history are usually of torture.
2) That's a particularly busy week, and time and the desire to study history there am.

are all less than a desperate, or our brand, not sure of being called to the scaffold because of its very high rating in history. His school is quiet but troubled by his teammates, who pray to him to volunteer. Obviously he would not have problems, the question to him would be just as well, but ... [Spoiler Cut]

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's Universal: The Universal

B reve guide to the that was said on that sad occasion:

Sidora PM: "The Terrans are accused of aggravated idiotic nonsense, for which the Criminal Code provides for the immediate elimination Sidora. How do you excuse? "

Judge of Defense:" I call to witness the earth's Arthur Dent. "

Arturo sat waiting for the oath, which was not made. And shouted for it. So bring a book of recipes and whatever made him swear on that.

Judge of Defense: "It 's true or not true that you land you have made great innovations at the global level in recent years? Is this not sign of intelligence? "

The answer could be crucial, too bad to ask the question the judge it took him about 3 hours sidoriane, so that Arthur went to sleep. Which was a shame because we missed an immediate court ruling. Not that he would welcome, of course (also because it meant that we immediately began to formulate sidoriana 1 hour).

D fter the irrevocable sentence of destruction of his race, Arthur Dent decided to escape somehow, and thought well of him on board a sea horse sitting quietly in the front rows of the court , which looks a bit ' belonged to the species that turned out to be the smartest on the planet and who could travel in space. He was riding in the absence of oxygen, but the horse got tired of being ridden by a being so stupid, and disarcionò. So the last person able to build ornamental ax was dispersed in space, and he was never heard anything except that the horse had left the professed himself innocent, but was found guilty of undue abandonment of an incapable and sentenced to 15 years in prison sidoriani (almost a terrestrial life imprisonment).

I the total annihilation of all forms living and not, on the wretched planet Earth, in spite dell'altisonante sentence, was not anything spectacular. Nothing within the Black Death and so on. etc.. , Just a click of a button inside the control room of the ship's Queik, and the Earth was purged by humans. Only two creatures were alive, the famous Harvester el'Highlander Macloo Connel, because immortal.

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B reve guide to Ert Queik humans:

"Humans, the second most intelligent species on the 3rd planet of the star-Sun AG, cube-F-2G H4, are unworthy of living species. They have bizarre features, which I witnessed. They love to perform essential functions in smelly toilets, or make the urine more remote wilderness in the alleys of their road system.
They also have a morbid obsession with security, so that they protect against special guards oval structures in which some people chase each other, in a very stupid and dangerous, a ball, while others, more foolish, the inciting of violence steps on which they are standing. Out of these structures the human race oval in metal boxes, trying to avoid or centered in full. These boxes can be filled with old, now a burden to society, scarrozza around to waste time.

Amano turn stupid questions and useless, and do not speak a common global language. Collect items of dubious value among whom are: statue of marmots, axes ornamental, very bulky, empty desks, and computers discarded by us 10 years ago (I leave the reader to understand how long it means). They also have a perverse abomination to the food, in fact I keep at home a lot more widely than they consume daily, as per studies conducted by us humans. Not satisfied, shall bear the stereotypical image of people having fun on almost all goods of comfort they have.
are very technologically backward, the doors do not open alone. They love to paint the streets with decorations pitiful. Walking down the street you can see half naked people in rectangles contained iron, which means that torture people less fortunate than treating them as hangers!

In almost every building you can see a person, always the same, hanging on a cross, another sign that humans love violence. They love to travel in groups, trying to imitate the birds through various ferrame color. "

I the Great Horned Director began to read, and ended after 12 hours Sidoriane (several Earth days), as it could cross the line 10 that he forgot everything. "Excellent guide Ert" he shouted, and then pounded his fist on his desk, making a jump to do this within 20 km around. "We present it directly to the Great Irrevocable et et et The greater the previous adjectives are completely useless Sidoriana Court Martial." And he did. On this occasion, to represent all land there was only Arturo (series, we are in good hands).

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C dares made in the body of Arturo Queik all this time?

P remettiamo who did not want to do anything, but Dinodenso Ensonido and urged him to take a sightseeing tour on the planet Luidiria. And so Arthur could see the features Balloons Monogonfianti (which inflate once) with which they moved Luidiriani; Ponderanti the Bridges (which weighs carefully who to pass, when, why and how) by which the lucky few through the vast Luidiriensi seas, the Anglo-Saxon Stones (the masters in the use of the adjective Saxon) who taught the ancient Saxon people who wanted (ie none); Wobble Boat, means of transport now hated because very unsafe to cross the seas previously known (which not Arturo try to prevent and end up in a water accordingly), and flagship technology Luidiriana travel, spring mattresses Sgarbazzanti, famous throughout the world as the only life (artificial) capable of sgarbazzare, a verb that can not translate as no land has ever seen a mattress Sgarbazzante and returned to tell the tale. Arturo was just admiring the sublime sgarbazzare a herd of mattresses on the ship when it was beamed to Ert, to his chagrin. The two identities were exchanged again, much to the delight of both.

E rt Queik headed his urinal, but when he arrived, it was shut, a sign that someone was using. He expressed an opinion: "May the force be with you when you're in a urinal." He waited a bit ', then shell and wait and then decided to speak with a vase of flowers. "Vase, how about talking to me, hey vessel. Pot, what do you think of the time? Hey pot! Jar? There you jar? "After twenty minutes Ert was repeating the same old story, the vase desperately tried to commit suicide, but failed, because the vessel.

E rt Queik looking out the panoramic window of his spaceship to the planet Luidiria or Luidirion, where there was a Great Horned Director. Premise that the name is not due to any betrayal by his wife, but the enormous pair of horns that sprouted from his head, about the size of a balloon. Director of the Universal and he was to select the best items to include., He had always wanted to visit Earth, he loved the volcanoes of what humans call the Land of Ice (Iceland), and the ice of what humans call the earth Fuego (Southern Argentina): she loved all of the Earth, now wanted only to know its inhabitants. Ert Queik offer him his account was to take stock of the situation human condition and decide on their future, that is, whether they could continue to live on their planet or not, besides being able to include his article on the Universal. "Good morning Chief" debuted Ert. "I offer my most sincere greetings and also my guide about the inhabitants of the indigenous people of this planet called Earth, but we call Marino 3-AG-H4.

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's Universal: Chapter II

U nce over the exchange of identity, the new Arthur, or rather, the old Ert, left the tunnel in space and found himself covered with improvised a substance brown smelly. It was just out of the water of Arturo, who had pulled the water before being kidnapped. Not knowing anything about the ground, pulled out his notebook to record notes he wrote in Sidor full: "Humans love to their toilets are smelly, but I'm not entirely sure." After leaving the bathroom of his store identity and when he entered the exhibition area of \u200b\u200bthe store, was stunned and horrified at the same time, so he pulled out his notebook and wrote: "Humans like to collect large amounts of junk almost useless." He was about to leave the shop when crashed against the door. Accustomed to the doors of his spaceship that opened automatically, did not take into account the fact that this could, indeed should, be opened by hand, then Riestra his sheet of notes and frowning, he wrote again: "Humans are very backward! The doors do not open by themselves! "Once outside the store he walked on the sidewalk, he decided to leave out the many pictures hanging on the poles gray, the color stripes in the streets and walls, but not even half closed eye when a coach to two floors, with a horde of pensioners on holiday over, struck him at full speed. Obviously he went out without damage from the impact, but was thrown twenty yards further on. The crowd asked him how he was, but he did not answer, and merely take notice.

" A travel hand in metal boxes, collect you upon when they are on board, or fun to dodge and utter stupid questions, for example, after having impacted against a very tall and a little red box off, then after having done a very long flight but little high, you wonder if you've done wrong. Of course not, damn you! Of course for me if there were any human application would not make sense anyway, because the answer would be yes. ". He stood, surrounded by the crowd that made him questions, and departed, leaving more than 100 wide-open eyes staring at him Air dumb.

D fter half an hour's walk, he saw an immense oval structure, we came in, but was stopped by guards. He took notes on the event as well. Get away from the men in uniform, he decided to materialize in the tree, and when he saw inside the men who ran after a ball and of course also took notes on what.

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' s Universal: Chapter I

S idorin is an uninhabited planet, whose atmosphere makes it impossible to live there. The sidoriani these are only for posterity, because no has ever gone on to be known Sidorin. They like to assume that this was their origin. The sidoriani beings are covered with a purple stupid yellow film, which gets thinner with age. They know that speaking a language with any of the cube to be F-2G-H4 or a portion of the universe including the solar system and some other star. They feed on dust Sidorin film, the only material that can be found everywhere.

I Sidoriani are famous for their various industries, including "Mechanical Zoem, creators of art objects that have made them lazy, the" Pelican Publishing House, which produces juice Sidorin synthetic film, and "The Universal", the collector of the wisdom of the universe.

sidoriani I'm self-centered, extended, and write in Sidor, which differs from the simple to the presence of more specific words and longer, making it more difficult linguistic contamination.

Ert Quiek was one of the drafters of the universal about 8.3 meters high sidoriani equivalent to just under 2 meters land. Was about 20 years and loved sidoriani talk to non-living beings.

That Ert Queik expected his new identity comfortably seated in a chair in the bridge of his ship. Suddenly the pocket door designer "Tools for Mechanical Industries Zoem Mechanics," announced the arrival of a person.

N she entered the room the perfect model dell'idiota full, Arthur Dent, formerly abducted from his peaceful little house in the East End of London; accompanied by two mechanics of the ship, which also performs the duties of cooks, policemen and sterilization of forks: Ensonido and Dinodenso. Arthur opened his mouth to ask something, but now Ert interrupted him, and began one of his long speeches. Premise that a speech delivered by Mr. Queik sidoriane lasts an average of 8 hours, or about 4 days in human, for that at the end there is usually a listener bruised, resulting from self-inflicted injury by blunt object to stun. That said, Ert started to talk. After 7 hours and 57 minutes, Arthur was trying to kill himself to escape the remaining sidoriani minutes remaining. Until now, the speaker had talked nonsense about his being with the ability to be metabolism faster the universe, the beauty of the urinal, and other topics that they would rest the life of a swarm of flies on a planet of creatures constipated interesting. In those three minutes he spoke at last because of his abduction. "The master Of this ship ..." and start two minutes of intense rant about the ship and the functionality of this toilet paper in it "... has decided to monitor the human life, but not to create disturbances on human psychology, what we see so far very fragile, has decided to share our identity so that I can get off the planet you call earth and take notes on human life. In a few seconds (for the reader: about 5 or 6 minutes) will exchange identities. I warn you, I'm a guy with fast metabolism and I ate until recently, so keep close to my Vespasian super-equipped, but not too dirty. "

D pound this the two were placed in two capsules connected to two huge console and databases. Ensonido said computer board to initiate the exchange and catapult the new Arthur, that is, Ert, shop in ornamental axes of Dent through the water. Arthur was meanwhile was turning into Ert, and while the various antennas sticking out asked a few questions for those outside, begged them not to hurt them and rant about paying attention to the platypus figurines painted by hand in his shop. Half an hour later the door opened cyber cube, and he was confronted and Ensonido Dinodenso. He asked them if they got word the recommendations and petitions that he had done, but they said that the cyber cubicle was soundproofed. There was a pause of several seconds, then the new Ert, or rather, the former Arthur, was able to understand that he had spoken at all.

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soon with "The Universal"

Hello, we have finished posting the third story. Until now we have written an origami became a male because of personal taste, somewhat macabre, a mysterious entity, the poor misfortune of two computers, and the trafficking of drugs, weapons and so on and so forth, went to empty thanks to our friend Tyson Goor. And now? We decided to dive in science fiction. The new story will be titled "Universal", the theme is a mistaken identity of the man most insipid of the planet Earth and a member of an alien fleet ricognitrice on our planet. This story is also written to give advice, which will then be added in the section. So, what will happen to our planet after the careful analysis and intelligent reconnaissance alien in the guise of human stupidest on earth? What do you think the aliens man of modern technology? And the wonders of the world? What are the advantages of mistaken identity? You'll find out soon ...

conclude with a quote from "Marvin" ( click to see who is ) that has not failed to forget to leave me puzzled

"That girl is one of the forms of organic life less obtusely unintelligent I've ever had the displeasure of not being able to avoid knowing . "(Marvin - Life, the Universe and Everything-)

PS: He who understands is a genius.

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I policemen who were on the sidelines until then called an ambulance, emergency-coded maximum. The policeman seriously injured was not even taken to hospital, but was operated on site for the removal of a bullet from the femoral vein, the policeman was stunned kept under observation for notification of any brain damage. As for Tyson, was brought up to the nearest hospital. In this mission he had lost virtually all of its arsenal. Gardelli spent a month in rehab, getting the post of quaestor replace Girardi, who was sentenced to 39 years imprisonment for criminal association can not be reduced, and various other crimes.

N she town near Ragusa, 60 people were arrested for conspiracy of silence. Some were imprisoned, others were given house arrest. The camera living was not even arrested. The bartender was pardoned by Tyson, who said he had worked with him.

L to life in the small village had been irretrievably shattered, and the scandal caused by this incident served as a topic of discussion in bars for a long time. Tyson and the police were awarded a medal for bravery, and the new Rambo was offered the post of Superintendent of SWAT operations in Chicago, but he declined the offer and decided to join the Anti-Mafia Investigative Directorate, tiring after a few years and returning to the for the U.S. military.

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E uncle shot and the target, hidden from the van, fell to the ground. "Well," thought "is now a contest between the two of us alone ..." he walked slowly towards the last piles of crates and saw him still standing: she no longer appeared Terminator, but a desperate child. She saw him senseless gestures are looking for something, so walked around a couple of batteries and put her in front of him. The other did not even looked at him, but he still desperately to ruminate on the ground "will a trap or has received a shock of some kind? "he thought, then discard the first opportunity and ran up to get bent, and acted with deadly anger. The jumped and landed a knee to the abdomen causing him to fall prone. Then he put his foot on the throat and pointed the gun at his head: "Say hello to the world, Rambo, why not see him ever again" Only then Tyson had accidentally unearthed by the shock causative put the noose too over the wound, which had served only to increase blood flow to the brain, now muted by the foot on the throat of Ezio. The image was sharp, but the throbbing pain in my throat made him realize just what was happening. And just as promptly responded: he took two hands to the foot of Ezio and imbalance, making the shot go and empty the mafia boss was about to shoot him, then went into the arm bar and forced him to his knees, then with the other foot dealt a blow in the face, causing him to fall. He got up quickly and ran over three half-ruined pile of boxes. Proceeded to untie the tourniquet, but had to do it with one hand because it had to hold the gauze in life, to stop the bleeding. Decided to use the tourniquet to stop the dressing, even if that put pressure on the stomach, already hit by the bullet. At least that guaranteed him a two-handed grip. He took the gun and leaned over. Even Ezio was leaning, so both Western-style made to those who pulled out earlier. Neither won, seeing as both the rival withdrew bet. It was a battle between the masters.

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By Matthew Athanasius, John Munaretto, Corato Alberto and Luca Dal Zovo

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Fight the power: Chapter VI

T yson ran like a madman in an attempt to distance himself as much as possible from warehouse. While I was there he could shoot the head, so the consequences would have been the same. He was an idiot, had to acknowledge it. After two minutes of running, paused for breath, and took an energy replenisher. He felt again filled with energy, and was about to resume running when he heard the cars go to the dirt road from which it came. If it was the police, was safe. If they were mafiosi, was lost, they would find his car would be the end. "The car," he thought, had completely forgotten. If those machines were the mafia would cut off the only escape route and his car could not cross the stains. Approached However the road. Fortunately, cars were the police went out and hands up, and the party stopped, they were only two bats, with four men each, too few to commit to focus on the Mafia. The policemen approached him cautiously, and Tyson quickly explained what had happened. But the police do not cooperate, seeing armed thought it best to disarm, but do not have time. The poor policeman who was preparing to search, and was then behind him, was the first to be stunned. Goor was saved thanks to the human shield offered to unintentionally by that cop. Now he turned over the trunk of a wheel and got behind it, while about four Mafia pledged to fire agents remaining. "They were the ones inside the store," Tyson concluded. Then the armed Gatling and stood up. Thought it well to shoot a mobster, but the appalling rate of fire of Gatling's stopped that thought on the chest, before it reached the upper limbs: forty-two received bullets in a second, and fell to the ground. In the same gust fell another mobster, but the other two said from behind an olive tree, and then retired.

I left seven police officers, and probably stunned that he would, congratulated with Tyson, and finally gave him straight: after asking for reinforcements cautiously followed him to the warehouse, making a turn too wide. They did not see that far away a mobster, who was about to return from Ezio. Here Tyson thank you for washing the wheel of that car, but still remained in the van. Certainly, however, that there was space for both the drug mafia for all eight remaining (nine with Ezio), and even if they had come Goor would rather drink a glass of water that shoot at one of its wheels. So armed sniper rifle and pointed to the door of the warehouse. However, the Mafia did not leave: they had sensed the danger.

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A ndavano to 90 km / h for the ring road, in front of the van carrying the drug. "I doubt they think of us as undercover cops. It's time to change his mind, "said Tyson. The driver of the truck head was blissfully smoking a cigarette with his left hand, holding the arm on the window while listening to a song by Queen. Then the passenger in the convertible ahead of him caught his attention: he got up, rummaged in the back seat, pulled out a shiny object and pointed it at him. He understood the fly, and steered with the same speed, but Tyson had just missed a bazooka in his career, and was not that. The rocket went and walked the fifty feet that separated the two cars in three seconds flat, exploding on the first truck convoy. The other two brake suddenly, astonished by the spectacle before them: the charred skeleton of the truck occupied the entire lane, and pounds and pounds of drugs burned scattering to the four winds. "Shit! Who the hell was that? "She said when the driver of the second truck, then called radio than the third. "Darius, called Ezio, we have a problem with another clan: the police did not resort to such means. Fast. "
I the mafia boss was, as usual, magnificence in his chair to enjoy a Victorian soap opera, when a minion broke into his room: "Boss, a gang is boycotting the transport of drugs: a truck been blown up! "Ezio stared" Damn son of a bitch, call Francis and his department: you start up and escort the convoy, we will be in the eye but the end justifies the means. Oh yeah I forgot, delete. "

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By Matthew Athanasius, Alberto Corato, Luca Dal Zovo, Munaretto John

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Fight the power: Chapter IV

I SWAT that the superintendent had ordered Tyson, Joseph Morrison, was sipping a cup of coffee right when he received a call on your pager. "Hello?" "Joseph, how long." The agent knew immediately who to talk to, so gauge the words did not seem suspicious to the mechanism of interception calls. "Savior. It 'nice to hear, what is it? "" You know, I'm here to move to Rome, so if you want we can meet. "" Ok, gaps between half an hour, so an hour at the bar are in Via del Governo Pasquino old near Piazza Navona "" Perfect. " Ezio waited sitting on a chair, great magnificence, the call of Joseph, and while smoking a cigar. One ring. "Hello?" "Here I am, Ezio. What do you want? "" The consignment of drugs that do? "" Ah, yes. "" All you need is your consent, and take off from Fiumicino. So what? "" Yes, but I have yet to receive the money. "" They're coming by plane at this time. Go to the Fiumicino airport hangar and wait 5. The money will be delivered by agent quell'ex SWAT Goor. He joined us for a couple of Annette. "" All right, then I start the call and stuff "" Bravo, so I want you "and hung up. Then he laughed so obsessive and uncontrollable. "Everything is going in his place.."

T yson landed at Fiumicino airport two hours later. He was crossing the hangar when he recognized Morrison. He saw it, and went to services; Goor followed. Upon entering the services, Morrison asked where were the money, visibly worried. In response, Tyson nailed him to the wall with a monstrous force, warning: "Bad ass. You are in league with Ezio, is not it? "" I? S-yeah-yeah but you were not here to ... "" Shut up. Now I have to give orders, son of a bitch. Tell me where the rest of the drug. I know you're going to send to other Ezio. "" Yes-yes-but it's too late. E 'already gone. "" Patience. At least you'll end up in jail. "" No, wait ... I can give you money. I can make you rich. "" Shut up, worm. I do not want your dirty money. I will not be here to enjoy life by nabob in Hawaii while in Italy the Mafia oppressing thousands of people thanks to the money that worms like you bring him, "Morrison was silent. "But we can agree, Morrison. You come with me to the police and denounce all of Ragusa, and I do not know what you spiffererò "" All-right. "" So the work. " Throughout the trip, held at gunpoint by Tyson gun Morrison. He was still in cahoots with Ezio, and could not be sure of his redemption, if she ever called him to the Mafia would be the end, but a message came anyway. Ezio had contacts everywhere, and the same man who had warned Tyson's departure for Rome warned him of his return. Ezio and prepared the welcome back. Emanuele finished installing the crosshairs of the sniper rifle, and aimed at the entrance of the hangar, three minutes later saw the man enter her, accompanied dall'ostaggio. The gun had a laser pointer, but Emma knew practically impossible for the victim to see the faint beam of light that would have ruled his death. Practically, it was the exact term. There were few people more passionate about sniper rifles of Tyson, but they could at least recognize the laser beam of a gun. And she saw him. Later, but he saw it.

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Fight the power: Chapter III

G oore came quickly: he had a mission. He went to the building where the exchanges. Obviously there was no one, but its purpose was not what he tried to land and did not take long: he found the wheel tracks and began in hunting. After an hour's walk along the path, unpaved roads that also among the fields and the hills of Sicily, came to a small village. At a bar sat two guys in black. Goor hid weapons in sight in the bush and approached. The two got up and met him: "He can not stay here" said one. "I was just on a trip." Tyson said. "Never mind, give us your wallet and evictions," "What?" "That's right asshole. Released and row, "" Okay. " In an act of lightning from his belt, pulled two knives: one put it into the trachea of \u200b\u200bthe nearest and the other side understood and discarded by removing the gun. Tyson was quicker, he's kicked it from the gun, then started a fight. "How much you bet KO in three seconds?" Said Tyson. "And if the bet did I?" Said the opponent. Tyson did not understand, then came a blow to the head and fainted. He awoke in a warehouse, bound hand and foot to a chair. "Damn it I do not keep a cool head. Someone must have approached me and hit. "

L in his mind went to work at full blast," Why not kill me? Maybe it was not armed, then could not be one of two that have spread. Of course other things could kill me, think of what to expect from me? "His thoughts were interrupted by the entry in the warehouse of a Mafioso with a spatula gray hair, sturdy in his fifties: Ezio! "Hello, Mr. Goor. Or maybe I should call Special Agent Marshall? This was not his name in SWAT? "" What do you want from me, dirty dog? "Plan" with the words, bitch, or you'll regret it, "spat Ezio. "I can resist torture machines that would kill just to look." Tyson said, not less than its counterpart in grit. "That's what we'll see "" Yes, but first I need to try to ensure that our guard. "" You think you're funny? You are alive only because I wanted to tell you something. "Ran a hand over her mouth, as if thinking. "You know ... remember the mission in Chicago? The should have done in '76 or '77Non remember ... "" Yes, I remember. August 13, 1977. If you want I can also say ... "" Shut up. Here I speak, you idiot. Joseph, do you understand that.. " One of the mobsters who accompanied him went after Tyson pulled his head by the hair, and gave him a blow with the butt of his gun. Goor let him do.

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By Matthew Athanasius, Alberto Corato, Luca Dal Zovo, Munaretto John

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Fight the power: Chapter II

T yson Dan Goor loaded the corpse on his car, which had led to the warehouse where he had been there since the exchange when he was sure that the procession was broken and left for the police station. The body was brought to the scientific and Girardi was the commissioner warned, while Goor Gardelli and explained to a stunned crowd of officers what had happened. He also said to check that the bullet did not belong to any of its weapons, to ensure the credibility of the story. Too bad this was the weak point of his testimony. Girardi warned promptly Ezio fact of what happened: "You were reckless Ezio, I do not know how much longer can cover. You know what I mean, here are beginning to suspect me. "He listened, then said:" Of course I know how! Wait and see. " He hung up and called the head of the scientific "Listen, I have a deal for you ... you know that body that you have sent? Here ... "Tyson was still explaining what happened when two armed officers stormed:" Come with us, please. He was accused of being the murderer of Dan O'Banion. The projectile found that the weapons belonged to the requirement once we came here. You will be taken to prison until trial. Follow me. " Tyson did not resist, and ten minutes later she was in a cell, without weapons. Patience, he still had the daggers hidden in his boots, and those they had found the gloves. The fashion shows, and began to break open the lock. He spent a jailer, and Tyson had to stop. When he turned back repeatedly, and in five minutes he was free. The passage of the jailer, he called it, suddenly opened the cell door and stunned with a violent punch. First drew batons and gun, and went upstairs. There was a door. Now came the difficult drew the blade into the lock, but on the other side was a key inserted. "Hey!" He called Tyson "Give me round please: I'm hungry" praying to be credible. He heard a key turn, then this is ajar. "What is this? You have entered a '... "the voice on the other side did not finish the sentence: the opening of the door was sufficient, so Tyson snapped and killed the jailer with his dagger.

By Matthew Athanasius, Corato Alberto Munaretto From Zovo Luke and John.

Stiff Neck As Day Goes On

Fight the power: Chapter I

E ra a hot day feature of the month of July 1995, en she Dubrovnik police station you could not solve the damn case involving a huge drug trafficking involving a powerful Mafia boss boss with some Italian Americans. Three years of stalking were not served with anything, then the commissioner Gardelli decided that the best solution was to entrust the case to an investigator SISMI, Mr. Goor. He had a formidable curriculum vitae: sergeant for the U.S. Army, thirteen missions of maximum danger in Vietnam, five years of hard work in the FBI, three years in SWAT, and resolved thirty-seven cases considered lost, in short, a true genius of 'anti-crime. Commissioner Gardelli was sure that the "genius" would solve this damn case.

T yson Goor was a man in his forties, from the very robust build, about five feet high and eighty-five. He had a troubled life, from childhood he had followed the footsteps of his father, who was also military, and he practiced with any type of weapon, but fired blanks. His father taught him as a child how to survive in the most absurd, then sixteen, had begun his military career now getting big hits, which led him to the rank of sergeant. Twenty-five year, tired of the war, sought and obtained leave to deal with the security of his country, the United States, and then went into the special department of the American police SWAT. At the age of twenty-eight years, decided to take a break and thirty, he entered the FBI, where he became a great private detective. He stayed there five years, then passed to the Italian secret services, in order to serve the country where they were born some of his closest relatives. Despite these skills, people who knew him considered him to be hospitalized, because she loved "playing soldier" liked to sergeant in uniform and go into the fields with automatic rifles and pistols to kill imaginary enemies. He decided to live in Sicily, where the vast silence that reigned in the remote villages would not have created problems caused by his love for the arts of war. That afternoon he was sinking into his armchair in his hand he held a sniper rifle with silencer, and sought to shape a post across the room, the shot was blocked by a spherical pendulum hanging from the ceiling swaying in front of the gauge, and just in time to gauge the precise alignment with the hole in the middle of the pendulum to allow the passage of the projectile. So far he had taken twenty-seven times the target through the viewfinder of a total of fifty shots: was a formidable sniper. After thirty minutes of firing the gun decided it was time to train with the gun, then went to the basement, where there were electric sixty-six shapes that moved on rails, which had installed him, and sometimes stand behind the protections. He began to shoot at silhouettes and after two minutes were all without a body part. Now he wanted to smoke a cigarette, watching passers-by with his sniper rifle, and if it had not passed no one would have watched a little 'birds. As he thought, not a soul was in that godforsaken road, then began to spy on a farmer when he heard a noise machine and said what the hell was going on the viewfinder. Were two in the afternoon and a party of blacks vehicles with tinted windows was heading towards him, only to turn into a nondescript street in the middle of sorghum. He wondered where they went, then decided to give up watching television and weight training: a television program transmitted at that time a lot of fun. He then began to smoke and had reached 5 in the afternoon. The procession of cars was leaving the road and was pulling away.

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By Athanasius of Matthew, Alberto Corato, Zovo From Luke and John Munaretto

Discovered She Wears A Girdle

Web Surfing

Hello everyone, waiting until the end of the new story, we talk about web browsing, especially the browser Recommended with more windows. First premise is a browser: Well basically is a program that lets you view and interact with web pages, making it possible to surf the internet. Nowadays the most popular browsers are Explorer, Mozilla Firefox, Safari and Google Chrome. We begin by Internet Explorer. It 'surely the most used browser in the world for many years now (about 48.7%), although now it is slowly falling into disuse with the advent of Firefox and other open source.E 'characterized by a slow deadly when the computer is not powerful enough or is dated, but if the PC is so powerful should not cause major problems. Mozilla Firefox is an open source cross-platform browser, is the second most popular browser (estimated 32.1% approximately), is suitable for any type of computer, fast and secure, although in older computers, where to load pages very Heavy starts to lose its efficiency. It 's a very complete browser. Google Chrome is a new open source browser developed by Google, which was adopted two years from 6.8% of Internet users. It 's a lightweight browser, innovative graphics and simple interface. Surely one of its strengths is the speed of loading web pages was in fact used the new JavaScript virtual machine, which is extremely faster than the other. It 's really very practical and stable, allowing the incognito (not stored any information for navigation, such as cookies or history) and has immediate use, in short, in my opinion the best browser around for Windows computers, in especially if they are outdated or not very potenti.Safari is bringing up the rear of the bowser presented today. It 'was released in 2007, and today has been adopted by about 5.6% of Internet users. E 'was developed by Apple and is the default browser for Mac, but this is a beta for Windows, which does not seem to be up to the Opera for Mac is a web browser developed by Opera Software, for now little used but offers innovative features such as a system of speech recognition and synthesis vocale.E 'average light and fast, and has been adopted by about 2.1% of Internet users. That's it, we showed you the five most popular browsers used by users, and we expressed our opinion on which is better, or chrome, and consider worst Interne Explorer, for its actions by AIS on older computers. With this post, please just use Google Chrome so fast, secure (and antisgamo) and stable.

Here are the links to download the Google Browser
treated chrome-free-(recommended)
Mozilla Firefox 3.7-free-
Internet Explorer 8.0 (not recommended)

Opera Safari

Posted by: To Write Great staff

Name	Browser Speed \u200b\u200b	Additional Features	Security	interface	Quality Final
Internet Explorer (8)	6		4 5 7		22
Mozilla Firefox (3.6) 7			9 6 6		28
Google Chrome (4)		8 8		8 9 33

PS We'll try other browsers later.

House Hold Lubes Used To Masterbate

Fighting Short Story

The project we are working on is a story of intrigue, mafia, omerta and a new Rambo. Soon we enter the first chapter. We were slowed by the change of roles, but there will be congenial later. We also have many ideas for other stories and we are also working on a restructuring of the blog, with a way to move more quickly through the chapters (although we are discussing it in that programming language, Java and Actionscript 2.0 suggeriteci between what you prefer).
We are gaining concrete ideas for a story about the hard life of the hydrogen ion

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power - no chance to survive

The descriptions in the story below is a fantasy author.

Alberto and I had decided what would we do that morning during the course of the school assembly; we would go to a programming course html the first three hours, while the next two hours we would have handled the case. To avoid not having a computer in his head due to excessive influx of people, we would have gone ahead in the computer room. Once there, we sit on two seats at random and turn on two computers, a few minutes later the monitor displays the loading screen of Windows Vista. Alberto snorted thinking about all the times that your computer crashes or hangs due to that operating system, I smiled, trying to count the number of times during this school year at various causae school computer with Vista fatal errors. "Now that the computers are on what?" "John, you better not do anything, otherwise we are with a computer less, I do a tour for the internet" ruled prerentorio Alberto. He opens the browser, and after hearing him rant against the Internet Explorer and ask for divine intervention to Google Chrome, I look at it and I did not want to sit still while staring at loading web pages as fast as a sloth, and then start Word in order to write a piece about the novel's Italian. Start beating the keyboard at lightning speed putting a strain on the health of the PC and making a huge number of errors. I do not care, after I corrected with the help of the correction word, or an abuse of Alberto patience. It's been five minutes since I started writing and came in mid-chapter, the work done could be considered acceptable. I decided then to go and see the progress of the work on the blog, in which they posted the first two chapters of the book. Then save the text document, and dealt a coup to RAM PC running the worst program of all time, Internet Explorer. After entering username and password to log in and go on google blog, there I click any links that are within range of the mouse. After ten seconds, the browser crashes constantly, asking if I want to send a report on the data error. Alberto looks at me with eyes that said two things at once, "I told you so" and "poor computer. [click to continue]

John Munaretto, Alberto Corato, Athanasius Matthew, Luke Zovo