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domingo, 13 de novembro de 2011
MERDA
3 CÓCÓ - 3 MIJO - (TIPO DE) SANGUE - FOTO - BATUQUES - BARULHO - PERTURBAÇÃO DO SONO - PSICOLOGICA - MENTAL
ALIMENTAÇÃO
ARTISTA DA BOLA - CHAGAS
sábado, 12 de novembro de 2011
GAGA, A BONECA MAGICA
1º BREAK ALL THE RECORDS THAT YOUR FATHER PLAYS AT HOME, SPECIALY THE QUEEN´S RECORDES.
2º BE ONE OF THE MILLIONS BABY´S VOICES IN THE WORLD.
3º LEARN ENGLISH
4º IF YOU DON´T LIKE THE MUSIC THAT YOUR MOTHERS ASS PLAYS, ALL YOU GOT TO DO, IT´S TO GO FUCK YOURSELFS.
5º RICHARD, IS THERE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO SAY?
TATA, TATA, GAGA, DADDYYYYY...
6º GAGA, IT´S THE BABYS AND THE CHILDREN UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE.
GAGA, IT´S THE MEN´S UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE.
http://abcnews.go.com/WNT/video/talk-baby-talk-13251305
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4CTk0VcqoI&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KfrUjXTlLoU&feature=related
K7 PIRATE - HENRIQUE
K7 MCA - I´M MCA
2º BE ONE OF THE MILLIONS BABY´S VOICES IN THE WORLD.
3º LEARN ENGLISH
4º IF YOU DON´T LIKE THE MUSIC THAT YOUR MOTHERS ASS PLAYS, ALL YOU GOT TO DO, IT´S TO GO FUCK YOURSELFS.
5º RICHARD, IS THERE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO SAY?
TATA, TATA, GAGA, DADDYYYYY...
6º GAGA, IT´S THE BABYS AND THE CHILDREN UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE.
GAGA, IT´S THE MEN´S UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE.
http://abcnews.go.com/WNT/video/talk-baby-talk-13251305
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4CTk0VcqoI&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KfrUjXTlLoU&feature=related
K7 PIRATE - HENRIQUE
K7 MCA - I´M MCA
sexta-feira, 11 de novembro de 2011
444 - I DON´T KNOW YET WHAT, BUT I WAS THINKING ABOUT YOU. EVERY TIME I THINK, IT´S SOMETHING ABOUT YOU! YOU´RE A STAR TO ME. WHAT DOES A STAR MEAN? WE´LL KNOW IT, BECAUSE, EVERYTHING I DO, IT´S SPECIALY FOR YOU. BY THE WAY, YOUR INTREPERTATIONS AND THE WAY YOU WANT THINGS TO GO, JUST PUT IT IN YOUR ASS.
A BLACK STAR IN A BLACK HOLE.
WHAT DOES IT MEAN?
WHAT SIGNIFICATION THIS MAY HAVE?
BLACK?
STAR?
HOLE?
THIS IS A CASE FOR INVESTIGATION.
BLACK MAY MEAN AFRICA, NO, AFRICA IT´S BROWN, IT CAN´T BE. MUST BE AN AMERICAN STAR.
STAR, NO ONE CAN SEE ANY IN THE SKY, ...
THERE´S ONE OVERTHERE, THE SUN.
HOLE, A HOLE IN THE BEACH...
THOSE SONS OF THE BITCH HAVE BLACK HOLES IN THE NOSE.
THIS MUST BE INVESTIGATED.
LET´S SEE, STARTING WHERE?
ANTÓNIOS PIMENTA..., ANTÓNIOS..., AFRICA, BRASIL, PAULINE, BURROS...
POLICIA, SAÚDE, EDUCAÇÃO...
MEDIA
DUNKYS
quinta-feira, 10 de novembro de 2011
... BURNING ANGEL´S WINGS TO DUST
THERE´RE MISSING PAGES ON THIS BOOK, MISSING WORDS ON THIS PAGES, MISSING PHOTOS, PHOTOS, THERE´S NOTHING ON THIS BOOK, THE BOOK DOESN´T EXISTE ANYMORE.
THERE WILL BE NO MORE READERS, NO MORE READINGS, NO MORE MEMORIES, NO MORE STORYS...
ONLY GOD WILL KEEP IT IN THE SILENCE OF THE TRUTH.
I´M STARTING, STARTING TO THINK THAT SOMEONE STOLE THE CAT´S IDEA. IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH THIS PICTURES?
THERE WILL BE NO MORE READERS, NO MORE READINGS, NO MORE MEMORIES, NO MORE STORYS...
ONLY GOD WILL KEEP IT IN THE SILENCE OF THE TRUTH.
I´M STARTING, STARTING TO THINK THAT SOMEONE STOLE THE CAT´S IDEA. IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH THIS PICTURES?
quarta-feira, 9 de novembro de 2011
WHY NEW YORK? MUSIC? CINEMA? THEATRE? BROADWAY? WEST SIDE STORY? SINGING IN THE RAIN? FRANK SINATRA? LIZA MINELY? ... LIZ TAYLOR? BARBRA STREISAND? ... THAT´S WHAT MY FATHER SAYS, NOTHING MORE THAN THIS. NO GUSTAVE EIFFEL, NO TWINS TOWERS, NO WALL STREET...
HOW DID I AWAKE IN NEW YORK?
I WAS SLEEPING ASIDE MY PARABOLIC... (CABLE NETWORK.)
HI, GIVE ME FIVE.
IN 80´S AND 90´S NO ONE HERE WAS THINKING ABOUT NEW YORK...
THIS IS THE STORY,
I WAS WALKING ON THE STREETS, WALKING TO NOWHERE WITH THE MY PARABOLIC IN MY HAND, SEARCHING FOR A PLACE TO SLEEP, AROUND MIDNIGHT, I FOUND THE NIGHTINGALE GARDEN...
THERE, I MADE SOME FRIENDS, THE BETTER FRIENDS THAT A PERSON CAN HAVE, A BOTTLE OF WINE AND A CROWD OF TREES, WE TALK FOR A WHILE AND THEN, I´VE FALL ASLEEP...
I WAS SLEEPING ASIDE MY PARABOLIC... (CABLE NETWORK.)
HI, GIVE ME FIVE.
IN 80´S AND 90´S NO ONE HERE WAS THINKING ABOUT NEW YORK...
THIS IS THE STORY,
I WAS WALKING ON THE STREETS, WALKING TO NOWHERE WITH THE MY PARABOLIC IN MY HAND, SEARCHING FOR A PLACE TO SLEEP, AROUND MIDNIGHT, I FOUND THE NIGHTINGALE GARDEN...
THERE, I MADE SOME FRIENDS, THE BETTER FRIENDS THAT A PERSON CAN HAVE, A BOTTLE OF WINE AND A CROWD OF TREES, WE TALK FOR A WHILE AND THEN, I´VE FALL ASLEEP...
sábado, 29 de outubro de 2011
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