The beautiful generation of St-Jean sanitized, free from pain of living without too great joys, but mostly without penalties. The sound of the pride of Quebec, Senegal, French or Belgian, a show with a big lily, bigger than last year! People, full of people who listen to music here, that indeed, while brandishing a flory left, right and opening her mouth to scream, but not too much, we are not hockey. Let us hear the great Gerry interpreted by Jonah not feel too, followed by music by Marie-Mai and the other with the other "you feel the Vibe." I feel more and more Quebecois!
It seems, however, I like the aftertaste of bitterness somewhere, I have trouble because the St-Jean today has nothing to do with what it means to me. If that is the St-Jean, Ti-Poil must be turning in his grave (how many times he must turn these days, Hydro should consider plugging him a generator). "There may be something like a great people! "Bin and not Rene, I'm sorry, I think it was right Duplessis:" People still thick and heavy bin. Finally, Durham believed that we must assimilate, but that is false, we have our independence: we are very capable of disappearing by ourselves.
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