Don't be such a pain

Get a move on, hurry up! HereI am, less frequently but I'm still here. I've a lot of stuffs to do and I don't conclude nothing. It's funny and it's a boring job. Luca, don't be such a pain please. The basketball tournament started 2 weeks ago: we played two matches and we won two matches. My right-eye is now dark and my left-thigh is swollen. Finally, my flank is a bit tried. I'm not a disco bouncer, I'm just a basketball player, that's it.

Our world is too small and it's compulsory meeting again some people. It's a strange-small world. It's impossible that, but evidently not all is impossible. Luca, don't be such a pain please. Hurry-up, please go to the end of this fist of words.

Yesterday I met Missi's new dog: his name is REM. Here we are, here I am, still here, and now this is the end of this strange article: Luca don't be such a pain, the blog is saying...