We hear them screaming out of their lungs this song from some time now. It starts with "dottore, dottore..." and apparently the rest of the lyrics are not very elegant. The happy graduate, wearing a Caesarean wreath on their head, walks down the streets accompanied by family and friends. When they don't sing, they speak out loud, they hug each other a lot, parents are usually taking photo of their son/daughter who is...subject to a ritual of public humiliation. Beside the silly song, the graduate is forced into reading the manifesto di laurea (a poem written by friends which obscenely decribes the protagonist's life) and wear ridiculous costumes. And the mockery does not end here. Everyone in high spirits. Maybe because of the bottles of wine they are tighty holding. Here's how it looks like from my window.