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Uribe no!!!! no de nuevo...

Bien amigos, como todos lo sabemos nuestro querido presidente pretende ser reelegido, y como en el cine, en la politica las segundas partes no son buena (epecialmente si la primera parte es un remedo de cinta). La lista de segundones en el mundo es inmensa y no es necesario escribirla. Aca en latinoamerica tenemos muchos ejemplos, pero para no ir muy lejos, Senhor Uribe pilas y va y termina como Fujimori...recuerde que usted no puede pedir asilo polititco en Japon, quizas en Finlandia o Genova (Quindio). Asi que por favor senhor Uribe.!!!! Piss Off!...
No sera hora que Colombia este a tono con sus hermnos latinoamericanos, Brasil, Venezuela, Uruguay, Argentina, Bolivia entre otros que estan dando el giro?. Recuerde senhor Uribe cual fue el unico pais de la region que apoyo la invasion a Irak... eso nos da una pequenha prueba de donde estan nuestros aliados.

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Dianita Martini said…
pero será que uribe si? no podemos ser tan emalas en la vida... ahy que tomar cartas en el asunto!
5:37 PM
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