copy-pasteuri, dadaisme & aberatii

[raptor]

Reteta.

"mi-e foame...si ca sa nu-mi mai fie,eventual sa nu-ti mai fie nici tie...mi-a povestit cineva cum se face pate-ul[a vazut live]...sunt 3 "piscine" in prima e supa de coarne care trece in a 2a unde sunt chimicalele si in a 3a e deja pate"

bon appetit!

[M0n0]

Borat in Romania...and his muvie...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_FsuBhhD4Y

[st3fan]

:o http://sabrajegoasa.tripod.com/sabra/02.jpg :oops: :sick:

[Cinemania]

La ce ne gandim in timpul unui act sexual

Ce gandeste el

Atunci cand totul e perfect
• As vrea sa pot pana maine
• Doamne, femeia asta e minunata.
• E salbatica si sexy. De ce n-am gasit-o mai devreme?
• Daca e la fel de fiecare data, o iau de nevasta.
• O iubesc!
• Ce sani minunati are!
• Se pare ca-i cam place cu mine.
• E super, e cea mai tare.

Atunci cand e asa si-asa
• Poate ca nu e destul de mare pentru ea.
• Oare cum s-o conving de-o felatie?
• Mai bine faceam un dus inainte.
• Sper sa fiu mai bun decat fostul ei iubit.
• Am obosit.
• De ce nu zice nimic?


Atunci cand nu merge
• De ce sta ca o scandura?
• Ce tot chicoteste atat?
• Sper ca nu plesneste prezervativul.
• Ce caut eu aici?
• Vreau acasa.
• De ce trebuie sa ma straduiesc numai eu?
• Rapidul joaca azi sau maine?



Ce gandeste ea

Atunci cand totul e perfect
• Mama, ce tip!
• Asa ceva nu mi s-a mai intamplat.
• Pe asta trebuie sa-l pastrez pentru todeauna.
• Mai vreau, mai vreau!
• Doamne, ce sexy e!
• Il simt foarte aproape.
• Ce bine se pricepe sa ma excite.

Atunci cand e asa si-asa
• Maine vorbesc cu seful de treaba aia.
• Oare mi-am luat azi pastila?
• Mai tare.
• Cred ca arat ca naiba!
• Colegul cel nou pare dragut.
• Nu cred ca mai reusesc sa mai vad vreun orgasm azi.
• Mai la dreapta!
• Macar mai consum niste calorii...

Cand nu merge:
• De ce l-oi fi luat cu mine acasa?
• Mai are mult?
• Sper ca termina repede.
• Si mi-am zis ca mai rau de cum mi-a mers toata ziua n-are cum sa fie... Na!
• Habar nu are sa sarute.
• Ma enerveaza.
• Mimez un orgasm si incheiem povestea

[raptor]

.nu stiu de ce pun linkul asta tocmai aici dar na...
http://www.fecalface.com/SF/

.nu va lasati intimidati de titlu, e ceva chiar foarte misto.

.yet again, de ce dracu am pus linku tocmai aci?

[Bulumulu]

http://focus.msn.de/panorama/welt/in....html?DDI=3303
mare-i gradina domnului...

[Cinemania]

.nu stiu de ce pun linkul asta tocmai aici dar na...
http://www.fecalface.com/SF/

.nu va lasati intimidati de titlu, e ceva chiar foarte misto.

.yet again, de ce dracu am pus linku tocmai aci?

e tare linku'

[Cinemania]

http://focus.msn.de/panorama/welt/indonesien_nid_33425.html?DDI=3303
mare-i gradina domnului...

Mutter: „Ich nehme sie, wie sie ist“, asta conteaza

[M0n0]

http://www.guzer.com/videos/bud_light_aliens.php

[silver_boy]

Paraschiva sare gardul, raspîndind aroma dragostei


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U5kHO...elated&search=

[raptor]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tLa3Wac4O2A

[M0n0]

http://www.metacafe.com/watch/193041/video/
Miss France

[Airlight]

http://www.versuri.ro/versuri/kgflg_...alia+live.html

Notati va rog: "versuri trimise de Impresaru"

[drudu]

http://www.corriere.it/gallery/Ester...-montaggi/1&10

[Terror_IST]

http://joblo.com/index.php?id=12458

[Terror_IST]

I find this kind of odd: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1597260/

[norina]

odd, indeed :?

[Terror_IST]

Just trippin'

Took a charter flight on a DC-10 to London, landed at Heathrow. Took a cab to the city center. Don't let people lie to you, hostels are for the ugly. I'm staying at Home House, the most beautiful hotel. Called a friend from school who was selling hash, but she wasn't in. Met a couple of Brits who take me to of all places, Camden Street. I flirt a bit at the Virgin Megastore, buy some CDs, then follow some girls with pink hair. I wandered around trying to get laid until it started to rain, then went back to Home House. "Ministry of Sound" is dead, so I go to "Rem Forum," but it's "Gay Night." I find one hetero girl and we dry-hump on the dance floor. We cab it back to Home House, I strip her clothes off suck her toes and we fuck. Hung out for four or five days, met the world's biggest DJ, Paul Oakenfold. Kept missing the Changing of the Guards. Wrote my mom a postcard I never sent, bought speed from an Italian junkie trying to sell me a stolen bike. Smoked a lot of hash that had too much tobacco in it. Saw the Tate. Saw Big Ben. Ate a lot of weird English food. It rained a lot. It was expensive and I'm jonesing - split for Amsterdam. The Dutch all know English so I didn't have to speak Dutch, which was a relief. I cruise the red light district, visit a sex show, visit a sex museum, smoke a lot of hash. I meet a Dutch TV actress and we drink absinthe at a bar called "Absinthe." The museums were cool. Lots of Van Goghs and the Vermeers were intense. Wandered around, bought a lot of pastries, ate some intense waffles. Bought some coke and I cruised the red light district I found some blonde with big tits that reminds me of Lara. I gave her 100 guilders. In the end, she pulls me out, I come between her tits even though I'm wearing a rubber. We made small talk about AIDS, her Moroccan pimp and herself. I wake to the sound of a wino singing. It's 8:00 a.m. and hot as blazes. I pretend to ice-skate around Central Station. Trade songs with a Kiwi girl, then split for Paris Wandered the Champs-Elysees, climbed the Eiffel Tower for only seven francs - the ticket machine was broken. Got the hang of the Metro, took it everywhere. Ford model party, hooked up with a model named Karina. She chugs my cock at the Marriott, which is good. Played billiards, went shopping I think she gave me mono. Drove a Ferrari that belonged to the Saudi royal family. Made out with a Dutch model in front of the Louvre. Saw the Arc de Triomphe - almost became road kill. "Oakie" invites me to Dublin, I catch an Aer Lingus flight, stay at the Morrison - Dublin rocks like you can't imagine. Oakenfold lets me spin some discs with him. Irish girls are small as leprechauns. I swap hickeys with a drunk woman after groping my abs and calling me "Mr.LA." She strips for me in the bathroom of the club. Sneak into the Guinness factory and steal some stout so good my dick goes hard. I fly to Barcelona which is a bust. Too many fat American students, too many lame meat markets. I dropped acid at the Sagrada Familia, which was a trip, to say the least. Cruise up the coast to Museo Gala Dali, but had no more acid, which sucked. Some girl from Camden calls me on my cell, so I let her listen to the church bells. Canta Cruz is beautiful but there are no girls there, just old hippies. So I went to Switzerland where, ironically, I couldn't find anyone with the time. Took Glacier Express to Shiltone which is beautiful in a way I can't describe. EuroPass into Italy, ended up in Venice, met a hot girl who looks like Rachel Leigh Cook, and speaks better English than I do. She's living for a year on only $5.00 a day. We gondola around, buy hash. She thinks I'm a capitalist - my room costs more for one night than her entire trip. She doesn't mind much when I pay the bills. I ditch her and hook up with a couple who obviously want a threesome. Much tension, but the doofus offers to drive me to Rome, an offer I jump at. Traffic's bad, we're stopped for hours. The wife's a freak. The guy wigs out on me. It's like a Polanski film. We stop in Florence, where I see some big dome. A bomb goes off I lose the weird couple, which is probably for the best. Ended up in Rome, which is big and hot and dirty. Just like LA, but with ruins. I went to the Vatican, which is ridiculously opulent. Stood for two hours to get into the Sistine Chapel, which now cleaned, looks fake. I meet two underage Italian girls who I try to talk into fucking each other while I jack off onto them. Bored, I buy them some ice cream instead. My hotel has a gym, so I work out. I bump into some guy from Camden who says he knows me, but I'm sure that he's a fag, so I lose him. I try to fart and instead shit my pants. In my room I masturbate and have a pain in my groin. I dream about a beautiful girl, half in water, stretching her lean body. She asks me if I like it. I tell her she can clean fish with it. I don't know what it means, but I wake well-rested, masturbate in the shower, and check out. Make my way back to London, hang out in Piccadilly Circus. Swap shirts with some upper-crusty Cambridge chick. Hers was an Agnes B.; mine, it cost me my Chanel. She acts stuffy and prudish, but is really wild underneath. She barely looks at my abs, though she wants to. The next day I drop acid and get lost in the subway for a full day and can't find my way out. I meet a cute girl that lets me jack off onto her as long as no come gets onto her Paul Smith coat. We get stoned while listening to Michael Jackson records. The next morning, I wake up talking to myself. I had a big bump on my head from flailing in my sleep. I get my stuff and barely make my plane back to the United States. I no longer know who I am and I feel like the ghost of a total stranger. So then I ended up back here.

[lestatika_29]

I find this kind of odd: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1597260/

wtf was that all about?!? :shock:

[jeleu]

o reclama excelenta

http://www.cinemaperoni.com