...Once upon a time, many, many, many, ma'na cifra of many years ago,
at the beginning of the initiation of the mond, there was the caos.
One day, God (God is the nome d'art of Dio), God, who was
disoccupated, had a folgorant idea and so God created the Nutell. And
God saw that the Nutell was good, very good, very very good, good 'na
cifra.
The mangiation of God was long, He manged one million of barattols of
Nutell sfrutting the fact that God has not a Mamm that strills if you
sbaff too much Nutell...
And after this mangiation, God invented the Water Closed Run, the cors
in the cabinet, and some Nutell's derivates like the red bubbons, the
panz, the cellulit and ceter, and ceter. After di which (dopodiche')
he invented Adamo ed Eva and all the paradise and he diss to Adamo and
Eva: "Now you have all the Paradise, you can do everything, very tutt:
you have the permission to eat, to drink, to kiss, to scop; nothing
lavor, nothing affit, nothing concors of impiegats, nothing cod alla
post, nothing IRPEF, ILOR.
Only very ozious life: television, telenovels, football, moviols,
process of Monday, appell of Tuesday, cassazion of Wednesday, and
ceter, and ceter.
You have gratis restaurants, cinemas, theaters, all the Paradise is
yours: air-conditioned, autom riscaldament, moquette, parquett,
tresset, bidet,omelette, eccet, eccet....
"There's just one thing, remember, in tutt the Paradise just one thing
absolutely prohibited. Come, come to me in the giardin:
this is "the Nocciol", the alber of the Nutell. Only this alber of the
Nutell is prohibited, because I like the Nutell very much, very very
much, much 'na cifra and I want all the Nutell, tutt the Nutell for
me."
During the prim temps, Adamo and Eva were very happy. Adamo said:"What
a cool! ('Cool' is not in Italian 'freddo', no, 'What a cool' means
che cul')
All the Paradise is nostr!" And everyday, ognigiorn, they discovered
something new. A lot of scoperts, many scoperts, many many scoperts,
'na cifra di scoperts. One day the scopert of the hot water, one day
the scopert of the spaghettis, one day the cigarettes, and ceter, and
ceter.
But one day, a trist day, a very very trist day, trist 'na cifra,
Adamo and Eva fecer the scopert of the first colazion. And after the
scopert of the cappuccin, the scopert of the aranch succ, the scopert
of the cornetts, they understood that something was mancant. "Eva!"
said Adamo "Don't you think that qualcos is mancant here, proprio
here, 'ncopp this fett?" "Second me"
Eva risposed "'ncopp the fett you have to metter burr and marmelade."
"No, no Eva, you know that the marmelade schif myself. I want ncopp
this fett something very particular, very very particular, particular
'na cifra.
 What do you think about the Nutell?" "No, Adamo you are scording that
the Signor said that's vietat!" "Yes, I remember, but only a little
assaggiation, don't succed nothing!" And Adamo sces in the cortil
where the alber of the Nutell was and he pres a small barattol and
spalmed the brown cream on the fett  and assagged the Nutell.
Adamo and Eva don't ebber the time to exprimer the godiment that the
tuons and fulmins apparved in the ciel and one voice said:
"Potevamo stupirv you with special effects, but I'm God, not Fantagod!
Adamo, Eva, come here! I'm very incazz with you, very very incazz,
incazz 'na cifra! How did you permit to tocc the Nutell? Didn't you
remember that  it was prohibited?"
"Cazz!" esclamed Adamo "It was prohibited! Oh, sorry, God, I'm very
very sorry, sorry 'na cifra, God, I really really was completely
scordat..."
Don't do that fint tont, Adamo, I'm God, I can see everything, very
tutt,  and I know that you and the woman have deliberatament
assaggiated the Nutell. So you have a big punhition, a very castig for
your peccat. But siccom I'm sconfinatly good, you can choose, you have
two scelts:
"Scelt number 1: nothing Nutell for ever and ever in the secols of the
secols, amen!" "Nooo!" Eva was piagnucoling "It's a thing very tragic,
very very tragic, tragic 'na cifra!" "Aspett!" said God "Don't be
frettolous woman...
"Scelt number 2: you can take the Nutell, no problem, let's prend,
prend, but for you is the cacciation out of the Paradise. You will
have to lavorar with the sudor of your front, you will zapp the terr,
you'll have mal of schien and, like this don't bastass, everytime you
will mang Nutell, the malediction of the brufols, of the mal of panch,
of the cacarel will be cadent on you." "Ale'!" esclaimed Adamo "Thank
you God, thank you, we don't interess the cacciation dal Paradise, the
important is to have the Nutell!
Goodbye! Ciao, ciao!"
And so Adamo and Eva were cacciated and this original peccat and this
malediction cadded on lor and on lor discendents, and on the
discendents of the discendents. Infact, tutt'ogg, you can veder in the
pubblicity all the ragazz that per aver one fett of pan and Nutell
they scalan the mountains they stay in a tend al fredd and al gel and
ceter, and ceter.
But the final pensier of tutti noi is "It's meglio faticar and soffrir
with the Nutell piuttost che the Terrestr Paradise senz the Nutell."

Ciao

Fabrizio