Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
2:22
3:33
4:44
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Vai-te foder…
Sai! Sai… sai já! Não quero falar contigo! Sai, não te estou a ver. Não vais conseguir! Não vais conseguir aquilo que… não vais fodasse! Não vais!
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Foi sempre igual… todos os dias de manha, foi sempre igual! Acordavas antes de mim. Fazias as coisas que eu queria fazer antes de mim! Pensavas o que eu iria pensar antes de mim! deixavas-me sem pinga de sangue cada vez que acabavas as minhas frases! Metias-te nas conversas para dizer aquilo que eu iria, exatamente, dizer! Nunca percebi porque… nunca percebi como!
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olha, vai-te foder! Sai do meu cenário!
Saturday, April 04, 2009
G20 – foto tirada durante as manifestaçoes… eu saquei a da net e nao vi de quem era! Peço desculpa ao autor!
O engraçado e que os jornalistas tambem levam, ontem, no intervalo do “gran torino” vi que um jornalista tinha sido atingido por uma bala de borracha na perna! Incrivelmente e apesar dos contras era eu que gostava de la andar no meio! (de preferencia sem levar com balas de borracha…)
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Mickey: I'll tell ya what. I'll do it for a caravan.
Turkish: For what?
Pikeys: For a caravan.
Tommy: It was us who wanted a caravan.
[looking around]
Tommy: Anyway, what's wrong with this one?
Mickey: It's not for me. It's for me ma.
Turkish: Your what?
Pikeys: His ma.
If there is something that I might find
Look around corners
Try to find peace of mind I say
Where would you go if you were me
Try to keep a straight course not easy
Somebody special looking at me
A certain reaction we find
What should it try to be I mean
If there are many
Meaning the same
Be specific just a game
I would do anything for you
I would climb mountains
I would swim all the oceans blue
I would walk a thousand miles
Reveal my secrets
More than enough for me to share
I would put roses round our door
Sit in the garden
Growing potatoes by the score
Shake your hair girl with your ponytail
Takes me right back (when you were young)
Throw your precious gifts into the air
Watch them fall down (when you were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
You used to walk upon (when you were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
The hills were higher (when we were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
The trees were taller (when you were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
The grass was greener (when you were young)
Lift up your feet and put them on the ground
You used to walk upon (when you were young)
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Bryan Ferry ao Poder!!!