Va Fanculo

Why do I have to think Demicoli every time something happens? Why does he have to have song to commemorate everything? Guess the guy's smart, and although he might not be a lateral, vertical or perpendicular thinker, he's a thinker just the same. And today is the day when I have punched the air in triumph... and immediately thought of the guy... of his song, his Va Fanculo. Terrible innit? A girl like me, educated at a convent school, thinking of something so crude. Well, that's exactly what this girl thought of. And I have to use and abuse his Va Fanculo song tonight. I hope he won't mind. I'm way too shy to ask him myself. So hopefully he'll be a good man and allow me without sending me bills for copyright infringement. Because I have been waiting for today for five long years. And it's finally happened. Like Demicoli, I too am remembering the sheer anguish a group of people made me go through, totally unnecessarily. I remember myself crying copious amounts with my late cat pawing at my tears and wondering what was wrong. They made my cat suffer too may he rest in Rainbow Heaven. They dished out the persecution torture, they made me think I was paranoid when I wasn't. And yes Joe, I know exactly what you mean when you say you cursed them silently. I did too. And I waited. And cried some more. And they thought they were prettifying their air conditioned offices with their LM2000 curtain. While I was forced to go somewhere else, completely new. And I don't take kindly to change. So some more crying, and I had to get used to it. The thing is I not only got used to it, but I started liking it, and finally fell in love too. They thought they were punishing me, when instead they did me a favour. But I've never been out of the woods yet. Until today. Because the one thing I learnt from a man who doesn't have a life except for his music is... patience. This man really has no life, not even a wife, seeing she's so busy sitting on other man's laps while he can only come up with a nerdy wimpy smile. But he taught me the art of patience. Wait, wait, and wait some more. And I did. And now I'm glorified. A mafia clan who has been ripped to pieces. And they'll turn on each other too sooner or later. It's the history of the world and you can never go wrong there. They made me cry, they made my life hell, I lost plenty of sleep, and booked the couch perpetually. But today it all stops, today I breathe a sigh of relief, because against many odds, I'm still here. And there will be no more peacock strutting, nor more abuse of power, no more lavish curtains and air-conditioning payed by my taxes. Today they've gone away. And I have only one thing to say to them.... Va Fanculo.