FLASH
Shkruar nga Sokol Pepushaj
We are sorry, not that we were wrong to love you once, but that today's time is neither with you nor with Saliu. So, you haven't finished the load, you have to keep it for a few more days, as I said, until the leaves fall from the trees.
The heavy weight of power has bent and bloodied Edi Rama's back...
Edi Rama is not the falsity of the donkeys of power, but a half-miracle of the most brilliant misery in the world of manly bureaucracy, and half-hell in the Lucifer of the Adriatic and Ionian fishes.
The contradictory combinations in the determination to be sometimes a magnet and sometimes a sensor, that is, to hold the heavy weights of corruption by the nails when they need it, and to let them loose like stones that roll down the slope, when they don't he needs, fill the "holes" that have been opened in the rotten "body" by the economic scandals, visible in every centimeter where his power stepped.
The heavy weight of power has bent and bloodied his back.
It can't handle the McGonigals, the incinerators, and the Lucs.
Even if you are of the Horse and Donkey type, your back carries a saddle and two sides, not three loads at once. This, even more so when the straw pillow has some "spikes" that have not turned the bottom tip to the FBI investigators that every "fish" even to those of Gjergji, have been put by an eavesdropper.
Halving the burden is the dream of every Donkey.
In modern technology, where baseball bats have replaced the thana birch, not even Zeqo's mother climbed to its top, but higher, in the 64-story towers where Saliu and Luli live.
At those heights, even SPAK does not think to raise its head from the sky of corruption, where the clouds of Ndrangheta jump over each other through the spaces of time.
We are sorry, not that we were wrong to love you once, but that today's time is neither with you nor with Saliu. So, you haven't finished the load, you have to keep it for a few more days, as I said, until the leaves fall from the trees.
Bablok, surpass yourself, be like Saliu, sometimes Sal and sometimes Pa, so march like a gigantic anti-American!
Fold the need in the samari with "nails" and stay like the brave. On one side I hold Luci on the other Lali Erin, that McGonagall let go first.
You're going to throw them away, if you don't like these, you say?!
Avash avash Bablok, you have nothing to do with that American, he ran away for fur, look, find another one, you need Gimja and Gjergji here.
One of them also makes towers with his head above the cloud of sticks in the holes of the opposition, the other, in addition to being a fisherman, also keeps us in a good mood. Every time he reads Gomar e Babatas, he sees himself as Gjergj Fishtë and Prime Minister Gomar Surreli, who can be used for heavy burdens.
Again, we are sorry that in these matters we are citizens and do not know the whims of the Donkeys in such detail, but, in ke Din e Iman like Saliu, Bablok aman, Lucin e Peshkut let them go only when their knees give way!/ Pamphlet
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