the fun of the horny youth of my country for a while, the endless fire of saturday nights, the most wonderful thing to watch after the parents put to sleep, the left hand exercise of the remote control and the advertisement breaks of swearing.
of these movies, i only remember red monday...
when i was little, when my brother and my parents went to bed, we used to wake each other up and try to watch what was on the show. then one night, my mother stepped in and locked the living room while she was sleeping at night and took the key with her. i think that all the problems in my personal development stem from this. http://fizy.com/#s/1cj4e5
(see red dot)