Humor da Sexta

Outubro 30, 2009

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“All you motherfuckers are gonna pay. You are the ones who are the ball-lickers. We’re gonna fuck your mothers while you watch and cry like little whiny bitches. Once we get to Hollywood and find those Miramax fucks who are making that movie, we’re gonna make ‘em eat our shit, then shit out our shit, then eat their shit which is made up of our shit that we made ‘em eat. Then all you motherfuckers are next. Love, Jay and Silent Bob.”

Humor da Sexta

Outubro 23, 2009

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Outubro 22, 2009

“There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room. It’s like watching Paris from an express caboose heading in the opposite direction–every second the city gets smaller and smaller, only you feel it’s really you getting smaller and smaller and lonelier and lonelier, rushing away from all those lights and excitement at about a million miles an hour.”

Humor da quarta

Outubro 8, 2009


Beth Orton – Blood Red River

Took a friend I found
Across some blood red river
Never did find my way home
In time to forgive her

Why must people always want what they can’t have?
Why must people always grab what they’d never grasp?

How did we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the lilac-lilied lake
I’m sure we used to stay
Is it only a dream away?

Took a raft I found 
Down that blood red river
Never did find my way home
In time for my dinner

Why must people always want what they never have?
Why is it a crime to miss a part of you that’s bled?

How did we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the lilac-lilied lake
I’m sure we used to stay
Is it only a dream away?
Only a dream away

Lost a friend
I found cross that blood red river
Never did find my way home
In time to forget her

Why must people always want what they can’t have?
Why must people always take, but forget to ask?

How do we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the lilac lilied lake
Where I’m told where we used to play
Is it only a dream away?
Only a dream away

The Three Amigos

Outubro 8, 2009

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Outubro 7, 2009

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Too many tweets!

Outubro 5, 2009

too many tweets

Humor da Sexta

Outubro 2, 2009


Wild Beasts – Hooting and hawling

Carry me hooting and howling
to the river to wash off my hands
of the hot blood, the sweat and the sand
Any rival who goes for our girls will be left thumb sucking in terror
and bereft of all coffin bearers

A crude art, a bovver boot ballet – equally elegant and ugly
I was as thrilled as I was appalled, courting him in fisticuffing waltz.
Now I’m not saying the lads always deserve a braying.
And I’m not saying the girls are worth the fines I’m paying.

We’re just brutes bored in our bovver boots.
We’re just brutes clowning ’round in cahoots.
We’re just brutes looking for shops to loot.
We’re just brutes hoping to have a hoot

The Pocket Sonic Youth

Setembro 30, 2009

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