Thursday, November 18, 2004

Sms New Born Baby Information To Friends

Huayno of the unemployed (Arbolito)

Matecito sucks your hunger is gone, just for a minute
hunger hands
be rejected, the weary head
and God has not been back to look here.

with broken shoes to walk,
hunger in every corner and walk,
no bread for my teeth in the hot city
is only trouble for chewing.

What will I tell my children when they return,
what will I tell my mother not to give more,
the cold of winter and the cold and hope
government expected dry. Chupa
matecito
your hunger is gone,
just hunger for a little while and so will walk
million tired no wimp,
and patience will end.

Words and music: E.
Jusid

Holly Willoughby Latex

Durito and one of false choices

Durito says that all the multiple options that Power offers hide a tramp.

"Where there are many ways and we are presented with the choice you forget one fundamental thing: all those roads lead to the same. So freedom is not choosing the destination, step, pace, speed, and the company but only choose the road. And yet, the freedom offered by the Almighty is just the freedom to choose who will walk on our behalf, "says Durito.

Durito

He says, in fact, the power supply no more freedom than that of choosing among multiple options of death.

nostalgic can choose the model, ie, forgetfulness. This is what is offered, for example, indigenous Mexicans as more suitable for their idiosyncrasies.

Or you can choose the model of modernization, ie the frenzied exploitation. This is what is offered, for example, the middle classes in Latin America as best suited to their consumption patterns.

Or, you can choose the future model, ie the weapons of the XXI century. This is, for example, offer guided missiles in Iraq and that for no doubt his democratic spirit, just kill Iraqis, Americans, Arab Saudi, Iranian, Kurdish, British and Kuwaiti (more nationalities to accumulate in the week).

There are many models, almost one for every taste and preference. Because if something is Neoliberalism is proud to offer an almost infinite variety of deaths. And no other political system in the history of humanity can say the same.

Durito then put a glass of water on the table, made of sticks and tied with vines, and says, "Power says, for example, we have to choose between being optimistic or pessimistic. The pessimist sees the glass half empty , an optimist sees the glass as half full. But the rebel realizes that neither the vessel nor the water it contains, it owns and that is another, powerful, which fills and empties it at will. The rebel, on the one hand, you see the trap, but also sees the source of the rising water. "

" So, when the rebel faces the choice between several ways, look further and look twice : see that these routes lead to the same place, and look to the place where there is no way to go. Then the rebels, rather than distressed by polls that say that one path is better than another because both can not go wrong percent, start building a new road, "he says while handing Durito, on slips of all colors, many "NO" against the U.S. embassies around the world, as everyone knows, look suspiciously like stores selling plastic hamburgers.

From the mountains of Southeastern Mexico.

Subcomandante Marcos.

Mexico, March 2003.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

Kenstar Microwave Cake Recipe

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Indian Breast Feeding Husband

sidereal (Bersuit Vergarabat)

An astronaut and a witch.
travel in a bubble.
straight for the sun. That fire grew
....
If heated detergent.
And bursts that they feel.
can lose control. And
connection.
certainty or illusion. Epidermal
fiction.
He believes in spaceships.
and special effects.
That never verified. That
saw your fucking life ....
She practices with brooms.
sees the future in a ball. That one hung
sold him.
And convinced.
of your inner power. That magic cardboard
....
In the air, begging. Drops
love. Drops of love ....
The vagus plays with the idea.
to create a great system.
That allows another merger. Another type of value
.... But the witch
contains.
And guess what they want.
That it ebbed and flowed.
The hell of terror.
In this world so greedy.
What you eat your heart ....
Sometimes the fever passes. Upload
mysteriously.
and retired without reason.
Like any appearance ....
A bubble burst.
means nothing.
And they killed them.
no creed or religion.
Away from the sun.
in opposite directions ....
An eternal return.
Vacuum, vacuum ....
An eternal return.
Vacuum, empty ....
life is never so precise.
Nobody has that fixed.
That gets you out of the pile.
Y te muestra mejor something ....
ni el ni la bruja astronaut.
Sabena qué hacer con la guilt. Y el miedo that
les dejo. Su
outer desconexión .... En el aire
, ruegan.
Drops of love. Drops of love.

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Tingling Boobs Before Period

I passistas (Caetano Veloso)

Come
I'll lay his hand on your hip
you multiply by several thousand feet
Tape heaven
Wheel:
Pain
defines our whole life
But these steps launch fashion
And tell the world go by.
Sometimes thou turns to me
In dance, without noticing finally
That also
Amas
But, ah!
We're just two mulatto
doing poses in pictures
What impressed us the light.
desbotássemos If other we would reveal the Carnival.
Roubemo us to God and gave ourselves time to grace the overall beauty, comes.
We
Postcard bulls in Madrid,
Corcovado and the Redeemer here
Salvador
Rome
Love
Wherever we are together
Multiply will be subjects of hands and feet
and crannies of being.

Where Did Fazer Get His Blue Adidas Tracksuit

And they gave us the ten ... Redemption Song

Y Las Diez Dieron Over "(J. Sabina)

was in a town with sea

one night after a concert;

you reign

behind the bar open only bar we saw

- "Sing me a song in my ear and I put a Cubata "-

-" On one condition:

let me open the balcony of your cat's eyes "

- crazy to know the secrets

her bedroom that night

dawn sang to piano my whole repertoire.

bar guests one by one they were going,

you came close, I said:

"Careful, kid, you are falling in love"

then everything happened suddenly

his finger in my back

drawing a heart and my hand

accounted for under your skirt

caminito the hostel we kissed on every lamppost,

was a town with sea, I I wanted to sleep with you and you would not sleep alone ...

And they gave us ten and eleven, twelve and one

and two and three

and naked in the evening we found the moon.

We said goodbye,

hope we meet again

the summer ended

fall lasted so long in coming winter

and your people the chance

again next summer

took me, and at the end

the concert I went looking for your face in the crowd,

and you will not find anyone who

tell me no halfword,

seemed as if

fate wanted me to spend a macabre joke.

There was no

behind the bar of another summer.

And instead of your bar

I found a branch of the Banco Hispano Americano,

your memory vengué

with stones against the windows,

- "I know not dreamed "-

protested while handcuffed me

municipal

in my statement I pleaded

carrying three cups

and started this song

in the room where this time I took off her clothes

And they gave us ten and eleven,

past twelve one and two and three

and naked in the evening we found the moon

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Scholl Singapore Outlet



Redemption Song - Bob Marley

Old pirates, yes, They rob I;

Sold I to the merchant ships,

Minutes after they took I

From the bottomless pit.

But my hand was made strong

By the 'and of the Almighty.

We forward in this generation

Triumphantly.

Won't you help to sing

These songs of freedom?

-'Cause all I ever have:

Redemption songs;

Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;

None but ourselves can free our minds.

Have no fear for atomic energy,

'Cause none of them can stop the time.

How long shall they kill our prophets,

While we stand aside and look? Ooh!

Some say it's just a part of it:

We've got to fulfil de book.

Won't you help to sing

These songs of freedom?

-'Cause all I ever have:

Redemption songs;

Redemption songs;

Redemption songs.

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;

None but ourselves can free our mind.Wo!

Have no fear for atomic energy,

'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.

How long shall they kill our prophets,

While we stand aside and look?

Yes, some say it's just a part of it:

We've got to fulfil de book.

Won't you help to sing

Dese songs of freedom?

- 'Cause all I Ever Had: Redemption

songs-All I Ever Had: Redemption

songs:

These songs of freedom,

Songs of freedom.


Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Pokémon Dawn Swimwear

Welcome - Welcome - Bem vindo

Welcome to our humble "blog" in this space, we will take the liberty of putting different lyrics and information on bands of interest.
Thanks for wasting time reading this ......


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