HeAvEN fRom Hell
16.12.2007., nedjelja
aNotHer BrIck In A wALL
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Pa evo... To mi je prvi post.Inače se nikako ne mogu natjerat da pišem duge postove,a bogami ih često ni ne pišem...Imala sam dosad već...hmmmm 3 bloga i komentari na post bili bi mi većinom,"Napiši novi post konačno". Tako da s mi se na prijašnjim blogovima većinom skupljala prašina...  Heh.Pa ako vam se ne javim neka dva mjeseca,niš se vi nemojte brinut,to sam vam ja malo našla pametnijeg posla  .Pa,ako vam se svidi pišite onako lijepe i divne komentare,a ako mi se ne svide,imam veze u policiji... Ma shalim vam se ja,to je moj,hmmmmmm...morbidni smisao za humor.Napisat ću tu sad neš o sebi,prezime neću,a bogami ni datum rođenja...Svugdje ima stričeka pedofilčeka...rekla bi moja jedna draga plava frendica...(veže nas sličan smisao za humor)...hihihi...Pa eto... Prvi postichhhh.Neam neš inspiracije pa se nemojte ljutit na mene jadnu malu  ...Pozzzzzz. I evo vam jedan pre-e-e-e-e-dobar video. nadam se da ćete poludit za njim...hehe.vidimo se valjda Ni mačkama nije lako... A bogami ne mogu izdržat da još malo ne napišeeeem  .A etoPa u početku meni nije napamet da pišem blog uopće jer neki moji vršnjaci.nećemo imena spominjat,predstavljaju se kao normalne osobe,divne krasne itd,a zapravo su božesačuvaj.Budale.Idioti. I ne želim da ovo bude nekakav napirlitani blog u kojem ću govorit o sebi kakvom nisam,niti ću stavljat svoje slike ili slike mojih bližnjih fakina jer smatram da to ipak nije potrebno.Eto.Pa da ne pametujem previše.SAd ću stavit riječi nekih pjesama i tako neke stvari.I komentirajte preklinjem vas  Ma ko sam ja da molim hahaahahaha.Shalllimmm seeeeeeeeeee.Simon&Garfunkel-Baby Driver My daddy was the family bassman My mamma was an engineer And I was born one dark gray morn With music coming in my ears In my ears. Chorus They call me baby driver And once upon a pair of wheels Hit the road and Im gone ah Whats my number I wonder how your engine feels Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road Whats my number I wonder how your engine feels. My daddy was a prominent frogman My mammas in the naval reserve When I was young I carried a gun But I never got the chance to serve I did not serve. Chorus My daddy got a big promotion My mamma got a raise in pay Theres no-one home, were all alone Oh come int my room and play Yes we can play. Im not talking about your pigtails But Im talking bout your sex appeal Hit the road and Im gone ah Whats my number I wonder how your engine feels. Ba ba ba ba Scoot down the road Whats my number I wonder how your engine feels.  Simon and Garfunkel-Mrs.Robinson And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know. God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson. Heaven holds a place for those who pray, Hey, hey, hey We'd like to know a little bit about your for our files We'd like to help you learn to help yourself. Look around you all you see are sympathetic eyes, Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home. And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know. God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson. Heaven holds a place for those who pray, Hey, hey, hey Hide in the hiding place where no one ever goes. Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes. It's a little secret just the Robinsons' affair. Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids. Koo-koo-ka-choo, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know. God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson. Heaven holds a place for those who pray, Hey, hey, hey Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon. Going to the candidate's debate. Laugh about it, shout about it When you've got to choose Every way you look at this you lose. Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio, Our nation turns it's lonely eyes to you. What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson. Jotting Joe has left and gone away, Hey hey hey. |
