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gerardo "cararota" morales

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"No me arrepiento de los muertos de la Alianza, ni los de diciembre de 2001 ni los de Corrientes, ni del descuento del 13% a los jubilados, ni de las coimas en el Senado para cagar a los trabajadores, ni del megacanje, ni del blindaje, ni del corralito, ni del impuestazo, ni de Cavallo, ni de la represion, ni de nada"
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mas (si tenes ganas de vomitar) aqui
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no te hace acordar a la piba ¿?
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es la oposicion...
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che, vos, no te rias, quieren ser gobierno, lo dicen en serio...

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  1. Cecilia desde el Bosque1 feb 2009, 11:56:00 a.m.

    Lamentablemente, estos tipos dicen lo que dicen porque los argentinos, en general, tenemos memoria RAM... y la prensa canalla ayuda mucho a que eso suceda.
    Saludos patagonicos

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  2. sin dioses1 feb 2009, 5:37:00 p.m.

    Lo mejor que pueden hacer es que hablen, ahi demuestran lo que son.
    Yo publique sobre la misma nota.

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  3. Hector Salto1 feb 2009, 5:47:00 p.m.

    @marice: no me imagino como van a ser los proximos meses...
    van a decir cualquier cosa, y los medios, porsupollo, van a operar como nunca, nunca lo hicieron

    a pesar de eso tengo fe de que le rompemos el to-or

    @sin dioses: tenes razon, hay que ver cuantos estamos dispuestos a escucharlos y a no olvidar

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