Achiever

Este senhor é um génio.

Daniel diz:
k se faz?
computer says no. diz:
lê-se coisas para literatura
computer says no. diz:
e pondera-se ir lavar os dentes e vestir o pj
Daniel diz:
de?
computer says no. diz:
hum?
computer says no. diz:
algodão...
Daniel diz:
literatura do k?
computer says no. diz:
inglesa
Daniel diz:
LOL
Daniel diz:
ah
Daniel diz:
k dás?
computer says no. diz:
ok...agr a sério, estás comunicar cmg atraves de anagramas?
Daniel diz:
não...pk?
computer says no. diz:
nao te entendo
computer says no. diz:
que informaçoes e que pertendes de mim?

Diary page from Theodore Roosevelt on February 14th, 1884. On this day both his mother and wife died, eleven hours apart.

"Up until the mid twentieth century the mountain gorilla was considered a myth. Oddly enough, a legend not unlike bigfoot or the loch ness monster. The chance of actually seeing/experiencing this elusive shadow was as likely as finding ones soulmate.
Rare.

Precious.

Even once discovered they seemed unapproachable. The only way to get close to this magnificent creature was to become empathetic. Abandon all pretense and preconceptions.

To bare an open throat.
To collapse into the arms of vulnerability.

All but extinct, these beings/moments are threatened by the black hearted.

The cold and oblivious.
The empty eyed profit seekers that overlook these

Rare

Precious

Moments."

Maynard James Keenan about the song "3 libras"

3 Libras

Threw you the obvious and you
Flew with it on your back, a
Name in your recollection
Down among a million same

Difficult not to feel a little bit
Disappointed and passed over
When I look right through
To see you naked but oblivious
And you don't see
Me

But I threw you the obvious just to
See if there's more behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel
Eyes of a tragedy

Here I am expecting just a little bit
Too much from the wounded
But I see, see through it all
See through, see you

'Cause I threw you the obvious to
See what occurs behind the
Eyes of a fallen angel
Eyes of a tragedy

Oh well
Oh well
Apparently nothing
Apparently nothing at all

You don't, you don't, you don't see me
You don't, you don't, you don't see me
You don't, you don't, you don't see me
You don't, you don't, you don't see me
You don't see me
You don't
You don't
You don't see me at all

Fala num episódio da série "Poirot":

Homem vestido de palhaço - "I pity the Hun who fights for fun!" e desembrenha a espada.

E, claro, que eu só vi o Mr.T vestido de palhaço a lutar com um Huno. :x

Estava a folhear a FHM (interesso-me pelas piadas badalhocas, e depois?) e reparo que o senhor que está na capa, Sá Pinto - marido da Sra.Frederica, tem cara de sapato. Daqueles fashion, bicudos. E é isso. O Sá Pinto tem cara de xulé.







É ou não é? hum? hum?