sâmbătă, 30 octombrie 2010
I sold my soul for the second time
'Cause the man don't pay me
I begged my landlord for some more time,
He said "Son, the bills are waiting"
My best friend called me the other night,
He said "Man, are you crazy?"
My girlfriend told me to get a life,
She said "Boy, you lazy"
But I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine, if you give me a minute, a man's got a limit,
I can't get a life if my heart's not in it, he-heah
I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine, give me a minute, a man's got a limit,
I can't get a life if my heart's not in it, he-heah
I lost my faith in the summer time
'Cause it don't stop raining
The sky all day is as black as night
But I'm not complaining
I begged my doctor for one more line,
He says "Son, words fail me"
It ain't no place to be killing time,
I guess I'm just lazy
I don't mind
As long as there's a bed beneath the stars that shine
I'll be fine, give me a minute, a man's got a limit,
I can't get a life if my heart's not in it, he-heah
vineri, 29 octombrie 2010
Prostia nu doare...... dar Adevarul, DA !
Şi uite câte adevaruri sunt mai jos !
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joi, 28 octombrie 2010
miercuri, 27 octombrie 2010
luni, 25 octombrie 2010
sâmbătă, 23 octombrie 2010
miercuri, 20 octombrie 2010
miercuri, 13 octombrie 2010
luni, 11 octombrie 2010
Dar nu`i nimic.... nu`i nimic, nu disperati.
Numai cu post si rugaciune, minunile se fac. La Iasi au adus astia moasele sfintei paraschiva. Mergeti de va rugati.
Cum ?? nu aveti bani ?
Aha. nu disperati. Dumnezeu e peste tot iar rugaciunile ne sunt ascultate. Asa cum securitatea auzea orice... prin analogie. Securitate=Doamne doamne
Pune`ti o vorba buna pt zilele de dupa, AICI. Iar daca vrei minuni, tot aici.
duminică, 10 octombrie 2010
sâmbătă, 9 octombrie 2010
vineri, 8 octombrie 2010
miercuri, 6 octombrie 2010
Universul Pintilian !
-Domnisoară nu vă supăraţi !.... aţi zburat cu "ARUTĂM"
ea foarte incântată că este abordată în felul acesta de către un moldovean, afirmă :
-Nu numai cu Lufthansa.
-Cu faţa asta vă cred şi eu.
şi cu o lacrimă in colţul ochiului se întorce şi-şi continuă discuţia cu babui.... cu prietena ei.
marți, 5 octombrie 2010
If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman
If you don’t, you are not a man
If you praise her, she thinks you are lying
If you don’t, you are good for nothing
If you agree to all her likes, you are a wimp
If you don’t, you are not understanding
If you visit her often, she thinks it is boring
If you don’t, she accuses you of double-crossing
If you are well dressed, she says you are a playboy
If you don’t, you are a dull boy
If you are jealous, she says it’s bad
If you don’t, she thinks you do not love her
If you attempt a romance, she says you didn’t respect her
If you don’t, she thinks you do not like her
If you are a minute late, she complains it’s hard to wait
If she is late, she says that’s a girl’s way
If you visit another woman, you’re not putting in “quality time”
If she is visited by another man, “oh it’s natural, we are girls”
If you kiss her once in a while, she professes you are cold
If you kiss her often, she yells that you are taking advantage
Daca leoaica tanara=iubirea, atunci => femeia=animal complex
If you fail to help her in crossing the street, you lack ethics
If you do, she thinks it’s just one of men’s tactics for seduction
If you stare at another woman, she accuses you of flirting
If she is stared by other men, she says that they are just admiring
If you talk, she wants you to listen
If you listen, she wants you to talk
In short:
So simple, yet so complex
So weak, yet so…
So confusing, yet…
So damning, yet….
luni, 4 octombrie 2010
Sinceritate !
-Da ciucas, multumesc,ma faci si urata acum ! >:P
-Nu! nu domnisoara nu esti urata.... dar, mergi putin mai incolo ca aici e "Pasunatul interzis"
duminică, 3 octombrie 2010
Once i knew a pretty girl
I loved her as my life
I'd gladly give my heart and hand
To make her my wife
Ooh, to make her my wife
She took me by the hand
She led me to the door
She put her arms around me
Saying, "Please don't come no more"
Ooh, Please, come no more
Well, I'd not been gone
But about six months
When she did complain
And she wrote me a letter
Saying, "please come back again."
Ooh, Please, come again
So I sent her an answer
Just for to let her know
That no young man should venture
Where once he could not go
Ooh, Where once he could not go.
So come all you young lovers
Take a warning from me
And never hang your affections
On a green, growing tree
Ooh, on a green, growing tree
For the leaves they will wither
Roots will decay
And the beauty of a young girl
Will soon fade away
Ooh, will soon fade away