'HIS I wrote pe' golden wedding anniversary I de 'soceri
really good people, could I ask for a better
selfless, generous old race ...' ontadina ... 'ow I proudly reiterates often ir sor Mario .....
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him past fifty years since a woman and Flora ir sor Mario
scambionno the rings is the eighth of October der fifty-five sur calendar. It seems but yesterday
'r time passes and' true un'ha pity '
and if you look in the mirror now reflects the age quarche wrinkle' ..
'hen' r Carvetti rivava give the field and was dead tired
'ndava anyway waking wits' pare'a you did wrong
Flora shot' on the Oriana, the eldest, then came to r'traslo'o
Montefoscoli in quer of Carcinaia towards Montecchio but there restonno po'o ..
was born the daughter se'onda: Ross Street and then transferred
Ri'asoli once you've pulled over 'cause the belt Vorta' de 'Quaini lacked the requirements ...
M'arriordo 'hen working in co-op and declined to give everything purmino' Arcine,
quer time I was in 'nsieme the child and always said with deep voice menacing
Ross row at home! And her: I'm a limb po'hino e 'yet seven o'clock, but you?
And I told him straight Dagne wit 'one day I pulled a storcione as they gave the boi!
One of 'the story goes that' r pore Mario, who had already 'sawn' r pollicione
parts' a day to inves' to work 'with lace panties and Flora made a great impression! Then with the help
yet dell'Oriana There is a new move touched 'Via Venezia you go'
home garage and lots of stairs but my heart You got a little garden on the border since then short '
Flora as she sees you eating a limb which' befriended co ' that you bear the Arba po'o:
and then 'dares to do' r Carvetti takes a drink of punch and then Rummo ar 'nvia we were in' full fo'o
... He always says that on only a couple, not spea or even that then stops the cough but
betrays him, Flora says that drown you feel blessed ... cigarettes!
Pe 'and disintossi'assi pormoni of September, the Flora brings him to stay in Tirrenia'
and partnership with a Vicar of stuff seems to need more than a 'return'
part of the Oriana, and then Ross with ope'corsa
'or you have but Derfina cari'ata wait .. I forgot a closing' na bag ... !
Benedetta woman all the years and 'the same old story, but snorting and Mario suffers' r but just stay
quarcuno travels to 'arcinaia with the excuse of the vegetable stands back then ... Now there hath been
' yet put 'r curignolo sarvati'oa mangiagni' rraccorto
that if 'the hiappa gl'annoda urecchi finacchè e' dead ...
Then the olives from Riva picks up from ': and you have' nei 'ar between cabin and says Moio po'oe
and all the years and' the same old story you stop, but then you grease the Oglio bono ar mill and go!
rebukes the Flora 'cause should give priest co' in the perpetual clean 'the' and then does HURCH
later and then runs like crazy for you and Ludo rimettisi in equal and co 'through the eyes of the watching
is sent to eat ': Flora restaurant (more than one pay') and are at least six and Vorta tribe ':
menu': appetizer, du 'first three se'ondi, incontorno, Dorcas and coffee', to these prices to you more '? As usual Mario
ar vor feel the paintings '' debate and r 'r
but the process stops or questions sur Flora eat' o sape vor 'what' happened!
Mario resigned now knows that there is a 'battle should give up and always loses
flees again ar bar and you lose the "green line".
Then domeni'a Flora would make a Giratina, content with a spin of
Pora 'a woman wants' nda and far enough 'nei' to the lake .. But
'r sor Mario feels a story is' nviato' r
league and whether you win or loss should be seen '' r of '' arcinaia subscriber
think it ma 'nfondo you want a lot of good, see especially the partners need
all together we hope that will last many years, yet their "dream" has run
naturarmente 'joked to recollection' events
all together and now there is 'wishes and the' good fiftieth omprimenti
: daughters, ar son, sister, niece
friend to give you a big kiss and a hug. ... pero '.. Mario preparations between po'oc'e' by Scot!
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