CALIFORNIA MAN

srijeda, 03.08.2005.

e johnny johnny

"Amerika nije samo rad i znoj" Johnny moram ti reci da nisi bia u pravu.

neznam koliko sam puta cuja da se neko buni da mu je u splitu ili u dubrovniku lose za zivit, da nemaju sta radit. Sam ja sam to reka barem 100 puta ovu zadnju godinu, ali sam to misljenje prominija kad sam stupia na zemlju drzave zvane amerika ilitiga kalifornije. Znam sta svi misle kad cuju kalifornija, palme, lipe zene, filmovi, more, sunce..... E to san i ja mislija, dok sam dolazija, ali nisam niti razmislja da cu sletit u jebenu pustinju di se i alieni boje krocit.
ali sta je tu je. zivi se od dana do dana, uziva se kad se dobije neka lipa vijest od doma.



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