Chemical toilets exist... dunno about lavatories.

My suggested correction:

With a price of €2,400, they can suck my sock. I just have the faintest feeling that they won’t be getting richer,by trying to sell that shit.

My first car was just like that. I shopped this picture to make it like she was:

Everything that I wrote is correct. You may not like it, but it’s correct.

Good and clearly heartfelt article, David! Here is your star:

True. Too bad that bashing the smoking habit is one of the safest ways to be cool and get consents, while other killer things like the aerial high tension power lines (buried in Holland since decades) are still there, and no one blames them for the brain cancer. Not to ask why on the bottles of bourbon they don’t put…

Indeed that is quite logic... a logic that was lost to the software engineer, that could have just added the scarcely used “Save” option, while leaving us free of starring our preferred editors. D’oh... 

...And indeed I was willing to give my star to Patrick. That’s why I wrote that I cannot star an article anymore. What’s the point that you obviously missed?

The FIAT situation was terrible, when Marchionne stepped in: indeed FIAT had previously swallowed the Government’s money, while keeping active some factories that were not gaining anymore. Those against Marchionne are the Italian Trade Unions and the extreme leftists, with which he was not able to dialogue. In the…

I understand that it was a sample prototype, just made for the ceremony. The future deliveries will be with the latest version.

Please get my symbolic star, since the actual one is not available anymore.

And I apologize for the “ass” quotation... my consolation is that I’ve offended nobody, since the mentioned ugly anatomic part is mine.

Here’s the clip, in Italian (translated caption is available):

I leave rumors and gossips to you: I like truth better.

No. confirmation my ass, because it’s an article of yesterday based on former speculations. TODAY we know the real reasons, and those are the ones I wrote.

I have an aching knee: I could never jump over there.

A friend of mine did that once because he was welding a gate alone, and he didn’t own googles but just a handheld mask. The next day, he walked in the bar with two HUGE blue swellings around his eyes, and for that he was immediately nicknamed Huckleberry Hound.

I’m not giving even one click to these Russian morons... I may change my opinion when they make a car wheel out of some Kalashnikovs.

Seem that it was not like that.