Globalização

crashes in a French tunnel, driving a German car

with a Dutch engine, driven by a Belgian who was

drunk on Scottish whiskey, followed closely by

Italian Paparazzi, on Japanese motorcycles, treated

by an American doctor, using Brazilian medicines!

And this is sent to you by a Portuguese, using Bill

Gates’ technology, and you’re probably reading this

on one of the IBM clones, that use Taiwanese-made

chips, and a Korean-made monitor, assembled by

Bangladeshi workers in a Singapore plant,

transported by lorries driven by Indians, hijacked

by Indonesians, unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen,

trucked by Mexican illegal aliens, and finally sold

to you by Jews.