marți, 10 mai 2011

Listen you fuckers, you screwheads

I think someone should just take this city and just... just flush it down the fuckin' toilet.

It's clean, real clean. Like my conscience.
All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal.

Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me. 


Here is a man who would not take it anymore. A man who stood up against the scum, the cunts, the dogs, the filth, the shit. Here is a man who stood up.
si, totusi si ceva in romana, eu unul m-am saturat de toata gloata de destepti, batranei semi-majori,  aroganti, cretini, giboni, imprastiati intr-o corcitura de flegme si alte fluide scoase la imprimanta care absolut toata viata lor au tras franghiile, de jos, dar in multe cazuri si de sus, de fapt miscand progresul amarat al nos...cel putin al meu.

Hey, I'm not square, you're the one that's square. You're full of shit, man. What are you talking about? You walk out with those fuckin' creeps and low-lifes and degenerates out on the streets and you sell your little pussy for peanuts? For some low-life pimp who stands in the hall? And I'm square? You're the one that's square, man. I don't go screwing fuck with a bunch of killers and junkies like you do. You call that bein' hip? What world are you from?

I heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world. Doctor says, "Treatment is simple. The great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor... I am Pagliacci." Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.

si m-am mai saturat de ceva, m-am saturat ca mesajul meu, nu ca as fi eu adrian tutu ca sa am mesaje sto in mine(de fapt sunt plin de....in fine, nu conteaza, ideea e ca vine odata cu batranetea, se numeste constipatie)
deci, m-am saturat ca simtirile mele  sa nu ajunga pe la ce urechi trebuie..dar totusi, mai exista speranta, cica se programeaza romani cu talent 2

 I got some bad ideas in my head.  
 

You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talkin' to? You talkin' to me? Well I'm the only one here. Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?

si deci ce ?
raspunsul...

exact !

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