When netflix shota of flights (galinas)

The movie capital descojone, which includes the claim of Catalan separatists to force major platforms (Netflix, HBO, Amazon, etc.) to film their series in Catalan, is spreading all over the world. In Hollywood, they don’t know whether to make a production about the wrath of the arrogant parliamentary stupidity hero or, on the contrary, to laugh out loud at the former Spanish Social Security fraudster.

I have argued that the independence movement that amuses us, Spanish and ethnic, is the shell that illuminates the most conservative and cavernous regions of what is produced in these parts. They haven’t developed at all since the days of those Carlist generals who waged wars with the Red Berets in their kitchens.

Ruffian, the Harvard physician, the man who left big professional desks to put a finger on Junqueras, gets too serious every time the water-dancing media leaders gather for him, declaring all manner of evil if the Sanchista authority doesn’t respond to their demands. Now that digital platforms have honored the Wifredo el Velloso language. Hey, Ruvian, that’s one more thing, good man. That the world of the twenty-first century is governed by different standards from those that existed in the Middle Ages…

And everything like that. As they continue to roam the unreal Catalonia of the Four (and two of them are corrupt), the world unfolds in forced marches. Ruffian and his friends without knowing it. It must be agreed in this regard that the young man directed by Otegi is urinating in his ears at breakneck speed.

Nobody doubts that Catalan, Galician, Basque exist. Nobody. On their own property and without taxes. Not to mention, they would impose their own languages ​​(or dialects) on Hollywood. They (they, those who hear about coral flights) must hear the things that the best and most recent Cabinet ministers say in this regard…. Even Pedro Sanchez of Egypt.