Amazonino Mendes : o Negão chegou, pela reconstrução do Amazonas voto 12!

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Well, I didn’t vote for you.

It’s only a model. Found them? In Mercia?! The coconut’s tropical! Well, we did do the nose. Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place.

What do you mean? You don’t frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called Ah-thoor Keeng, you and all your silly English K-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-niggits!

Well, how’d you become king, then?

We want a shrubbery!! Shut up! I don’t want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now leave before I am forced to taunt you a second time!

  1. Bring her forward!
  2. Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
  3. Well, she turned me into a newt.

And the hat. She’s a witch!

I have to push the pram a lot. You don’t vote for kings. Look, my liege! Well, I didn’t vote for you. You can’t expect to wield supreme power just ‘cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!

  • How do you know she is a witch?
  • Well, Mercia’s a temperate zone!
  • …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate?

Well, I got better. Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.

I have to push the pram a lot. Well, what do you want? Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I’m being repressed! Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods.

We want a shrubbery!! Burn her anyway! Camelot! Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I’m being repressed! On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place.

Burn her anyway! I have to push the pram a lot. Bloody Peasant! But you are dressed as one… Found them? In Mercia?! The coconut’s tropical!

Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni! You can’t expect to wield supreme power just ‘cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! I dunno. Must be a king. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot!

No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she’s got a wart. On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place. Burn her anyway! …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate?

Look, my liege! Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Well, we did do the nose. On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place. The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice!

Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! No, no, no! Yes, yes. A bit. But she’s got a wart. Who’s that then? How do you know she is a witch? Burn her anyway! Who’s that then?

I am your king. He hasn’t got shit all over him. Burn her! But you are dressed as one… …Are you suggesting that coconuts migrate?

Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system! Burn her! Well, we did do the nose. Shut up! Burn her!

You can’t expect to wield supreme power just ‘cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! Bloody Peasant! The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.