Visti i nostri fisici scolpiti non potevo trovare altri nomi per appellare questo gruppo di tabagisti-alcoolisti che in 5 fanno 120 kili...Te credo,dopo ave costanteggiato pe 4 giorni di fila,io che ho vomitato dopo due drinks e volevo sbamballa come non mai,il nigro che voleva fasse un cosiddetto PIPPOTTO,er de maffeis che me piava per culo perche' mi faccio le foto Dior e Antonio che ha finalmente comprato il suo primo Jeans Dior e si e' reso conto della sua incredibile vestibilita' e dei materiali. Di questi 4 giorni ci sono rimasti solo un paio di scatti,gli scontrini,e i portacarte vuoti,ma almeno ci siamo resi conto che cosa significa stare bene con degli amici.
Anche a voi,beccateve la faccia da frocio pervertito di John Galliano e il panzone di Christian Dior,l'unico stronzo che poteva mori dopo na partita de canasta direttamente a Montecatini Terme
Si,perche' in un video del genere l'ultima cosa che una persona normale andrebbe a notare e' l'etichetta di quella giacca di pelle...Per fortuna quell'altro matto di tia l ha vista insieme a me.... 0:27 la giacca preferita da hedi Slimane
Yeah, woohoo, There’s something in the air There’s something in the air There’s something in the airNow where has it been I mean the good old wild days Became a bit too lame Just take a look at my place It’s just such a mess But i’ll be outta this space as soon as you tell where the night is You have to set up Bring it on Forward!
Yeah, woohoo there’s something in the air woohoo There’s something in the Yeah, woohoo There’s something in the air
It’s been quite of a while since i could experience your brightness Now you’ve got a brighter smile and i think i’m going to like it Talking ’bout the better things, you know how to maximize Everything around you will become supersized You have to set up Away from what matters And get it prepared Forward!
Yeah, woohoo There’s something in the air Woohoo There’s something in the Yeah, woohoo There’s something in the air Yeah, Woohoo There’s something in the air Woohoo ‘Cause i’ve been dreaming we could be the fire for this night Can’t stop
You have to set up
We could get so wasted if you would have come (Bring it on) We could get so wasted if you would have come (Forward) We could get so wasted if you would have come (Set Up) We could get so wasted if you would have come (You have to set up) We could get so wasted if you would have come (Bring it on) We could get so wasted if you would have come (Forward) We could get so wasted if you would have come (Set Up) We could get so wasted if you would have come (You have to set up)
Jackie e' il cane piu' Dior che potessi mai trovare,e' magro,brutto e con le gambe storte,ma gli voglio bene come un fratello...Certo,quando sono triste lui sa come tirarmi su,una volta che non mi sentivo bene per l'ennesima imbiancata teribbile ho pensato bene di dargli un bacio,cercando conforto almeno in questo animaletto,ma purtroppo pure lui s'era alleato co lei,e infatti m ha dato un mozzico in faccia portandome via mezza faccia.Per quattro giorni pensavo che avrei fatto la fine de scarface! Ormai lui e' piu' che un cane per me,mi viene a svegliare la mattina infilandosi nel letto e non vuole nemmeno che mi muova di mezzo centimetro,altrimenti lui prende e mi azzanna il pipino senza pieta',per non parlare del suo pipino...Quel cane deve esse de origini sarde,non se capisce come sia possibile che una bestiola poco piu' alta di 20 cm abbia un pisello piu' lungo di lui!pare che c'abbia le pagine gialle arotolate come diceva il mio attore preferito DE SICA CHRISTIAN!
giovedì 20 dicembre 2007
There is something in my brain,and that explains the way that i behave...
i've been short of logic so i'm passed out on the patio, this cold and stony floor. and i've been here before. 12 times, i'm slime and i've got one thing on my mind. you're on my mind.
well she will sit and talk to me but that's not quite enough for me. i'll send a nasty text, to show i'm not impressed. she won't comply with the one thing on my mind, you're on my mind.
something in my brain and that explains the way that i behave. need not feel ashamed. these grey days.
i've been to a party so i'm passed out on the patio outside of your back door and i've been here before. 12 times, i'm slime and i've got one thing on my mind, you're on my mind.
i've been short of logic so i'm passed out on the patio, this cold and stony floor. and i've been here before. 12 times. i'm slime and i've got one thing on my mind. it's on my mind.
something in my brain and that explains the way that i behave. need not feel ashamed. these grey days.
i've been to a party so i'm passed out on the patio outside of your back door and i've been here before. 12 times, i'm slime and i've got one thing on my mind, you're on my mind.
well she will sit and talk to me but that's not quite enough for me, i’ll send a nasty text to show i’m not impressed. she won’t comply with the one thing on my mind. you’re on my mind.
wish we hadn't changed. wish we hadn’t kissed good bye to those old days. wished we stayed there safe. these grey days.
it’s days like these that will put me on my knees. it’s days like these that will put me on my knees. it’s days like these that will put me on my knees. it’s days like these that will put me on my knees. it’s days like these that will put me on my knees. it’s days like these that will put me on my knees.
alone with you with nothing to do. we’re lost again for something to say. although it’s wrong we’ll carry on pretending. alone with you with nothing to do. we’re lost again for something to say although it’s wrong we’ll carry on pretending. alone with you with nothing to do. we’re lost again for something to say although it’s wrong we’ll carry on pretending.
the highs the lows the too’s and fro’s. you’ll come and go, but never know that this absurd four letter word means nothing.
i roam the streets in pouring rain, the alcohol won’t ease the pain. the image in the mirror frame is breaking.
i know i’m strange, i know i’ve changed i’m being brave for no ones sake. i’ve got two legs so i can run away. and stop.
at the end of the day it makes no difference what i say. we both know that you’ll always get your way.
is there a hole in your head? did you not here what i just said? no matter what you will always get your way.
at the end of the day i lack the will to escape, we both know i’ve nothing left to give.
is there something in your mind that makes it so hard to be kind? we both know i’ve nothing left to give.
the highs the lows the too’s and fro’s. you’ll come and go, but never know that this absurd four letter word means nothing.
i roam the streets in pouring rain, the alcohol won’t ease the pain. the image in the mirror frame is breaking.
i know i’m strange, i know i’ve changed i’m being brave for no ones sake. i’ve got two legs so i can run away.
dull or floored i’m insecure. it’s clear to me that we’ve grown forward. i‘ve got no faith in friendship anymore.
it makes me dumb, it makes me shake. my sense of feel has gone away. as if your take will knock me out of shape.
i’m uninspired and full of doubt but these grey days might sort me out and put some colour back into the world.
i’ve been to a party so i'm passed out on the patio outside of your back door and i've been here before. 12 times, i'm slime and i've got one thing on my mind, you're on my mind.
well she will sit and talk to me but that's not quite enough for me, i’ll send a nasty text to show i’m not impressed. she won’t comply with the one thing on my mind you’re on my mind.
something in my brain and that explains the way that i behave. need not feel ashamed. these grey days.
something in my brain and that explains the way that i behave. need not feel ashamed. these grey days.
Se avessi saputo scrivere una canzone,o suonare la chitarra te ne avrei cantata una cosi'
Hey there Delilah What's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away But girl, tonight you look so pretty Yes you do Times Square can't shine as bright as you I swear it's true
Hey there Delilah Don't you worry about the distance I'm right there if you get lonely Give this song another listen Close your eyes Listen to my voice, it's my disguise I'm by your side
Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me What you do to me
Hey there Delilah I know times are getting hard But just believe me, girl Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar We'll have it good We'll have the life we knew we would My word is good
Hey there Delilah I've got so much left to say If every simple song I wrote to you Would take your breath away I'd write it all Even more in love with me you'd fall We'd have it all
Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me
A thousand miles seems pretty far But they've got planes and trains and cars I'd walk to you if I had no other way Our friends would all make fun of us and we'll just laugh along because we know That none of them have felt this way Delilah I can promise you That by the time we get through The world will never ever be the same And you're to blame
Hey there Delilah You be good and don't you miss me Two more years and you'll be done with school And I'll be making history like I do You'll know it's all because of you We can do whatever we want to Hey there Delilah here's to you This one's for you
Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me Oh it's what you do to me What you do to me.
Perfect Stranger significa completo sconosciuto,e io per voi lo sono,quasi nessuno mi conosce davvero per quello che provo,sento e vivo quando non sono impegnato a dirvi tante di quelle stupidaggini con cui mi riempio quella merda di bocca tutto il giorno, percio' ho tagliato tutta la parte che c'era scritta prima,c'erano parecchi riferimenti alla mia vita del cazzo,e non so come l'avrebbero presa alcune persone.
Right, wrong, what to do Someday it will come to you Hostile Indians, We named a summer camp for you
I've got nothing to say x7 I'm in utter dismay I've got nothing to say
Armless children, We named our soldiers after you Don't be a coconut, God is trying to talk to you We could drag it out, But that's for other bands to do
I've got nothing to say x4
I've got nothing to give I've got no reason to live But I will fight to survive I've got nothing to hide, Wish I wasn't so shy
I'd like to watch I'd like to read I'd like a part I'd like the lead
I've got nothing to say x4
I've got nothing to give I've got no reason to live But I will kill to survive I've got nothing to hide, Wish I wasn't so shy
Yes,becouse even The Rakes agree with me that the world was a mess but your hair was perfect,as usual.
All dressed up with somewhere to go Got ten new messages on your phone Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces The night goes on and on and on and on Where're you going and where's She gone This whole night is just falling to pieces
And you go on and on and on Talking shy through the night Just trying to stop our arguments falling to pieces You slag off America in the pop Saying the war was shot
The world was a mess but her hair was perfect The world was a mess but her hair was perfect The world was a mess but her hair was perfect The world was a mess but her hair was perfect
Right listen, yeah, okay, fine, do you know where Steve is? I thought he was with you. Okay. Erm. If you see him, tell him that, erm, that, no, let me finish, okay yeah, erm, yeah if you see him, tell him that I forgot the money I owe him, so that's fine, yep, okay alright, yeah I'll see you later, no it's fine. No I didn't, no no, it's fine, it's okay, I'll see you later, I'll see you later, I've got to go, I've got to go, buh-bye...
Okay, yeah, can I, uh, get two of them and a pint of that? Yeah. How much? No way! Okay, I've got to use my card. Okay. Alright, how you doing? Did you see that, uh, thing last night? Yeah, it was good, it was about Stephen Hawking. Yeah, no, seriously, it was good, seriously. He was going on about, uh, black holes, string theory and all that, I dunno. What you been up to, yeah, anyway? Scuba diving? No way. Okay, how was that? I've gotta go to the toilets.
Alright? Yeah, yeah I got my hair cut the other day. No, no it's not bad for eight quid. Well I just said, you know, I wanted a tidy trim. Just looks a bit shit round the back. It was the Greek bloke actually, on Finchley Road. Yeah, when I came out of there, I was looking like ten notes...
Io che andavo andavo a dormire alle 8 e mezza per arrivare a scuola puntuale alle 8 e un quarto,perche' ai tempi,se arrivavi puntuale Suor Trinitas evitava di darti due belle pizze con tanto di anelli
Io che mi mettevo le calze a rete di mia madre in testa per assomigliare a donatello delle tartarughe ninja
Io che facevo fare i combattimenti a Ken delle barbie contro il maestro Splinter,e Ken puntualmente finiva nudo senza testa e abusato dal suddetto topo
Io che mi incazzavo a morte con mia madre perche' dovevo andare a nuoto(e tra l'altro mi faceva molto schifo),sorbirmi l'autista romano e volgare Atorno,che da quando mi e' scappata la rima Atorno Fio den Pollo,mi veniva a prendere per primo perche' sapeva che volevo guardare assolutamente i Biker Mice From Mars e mi riportava per ultimo in modo da farmi perdere anche i cartoni su super tre delle 8 di sera
Io che avevo i miei migliori amici,Lorenzo Antonini e Maurizio Perone,con uno facevo le gare di divisioni a scuola,e con l'altro di solito andavamo a rubare i botti a quel rincoglionito di Sevludin,li mettevamo nelle merde di Alano fresche e poi ci pulivamo addosso le lenzuola stese al pian terreno
Io che fino a dieci anni vivevo di super nintendo e videogiochi,e il mio obbiettivo principale nella vita era completare tutti e 100 i livelli di donkey kong country,ebbene,circa 9 anni dopo che ho comprato quel gioco ce l ho fatta!!1
Io che stavo sempre dentro videomania,e il mio secondo obbiettivo nella vita era quello di guardare tutti i film dell horrore,in particolare una vergine tra i morti viventi,un gatto nel cervello,morte a 33 giri e obitorium.L'unica cosa era che mio padre aveva espressamente vietato di darmi film ''di paura'' perche' fino a 11 anni compiuti dormivo in mezzo a loro e fino ai 10 indossavo di tanto in tanto il pannolone,perche' la notte pisciare a letto ha tutto un altro gusto,e sguacciacce la mattina e andare a scuola che puzzavi come n'appestato nn ha prezzo
Io che avevo una fidanzatina che a 14 anni ha fatto un figlio e a 18 n'altro.Io invece gia' e' tanto se ho scopato l'altro ieri
Io che ho provato a giocare a calcio,con pessimi risultati,ero un tifoso della lazio e tutt'oggi conosco a memoria la formazione dello scudetto e puntualmente a ogni punizione che batto dico''ariva a bomba de mihajlovich'',ma la bomba va sempre fori,o nei migliori dei casi manco ariva in porta...
Io che andavo in giro col walkman,lo skate in mano(perche' o zompo non lo sapevo fa),le canzoni rap in testa,ballavo la break dance in maniera scoordinatissima,vestivo energie perche' era na cifra in vestisse largo e avevo allo stesso tempo i capelli di leonardo di caprio
Io che me ne vado a fumare e lo continuo domani perche' so stanco ;)
Piu'di 1000 accessi in poco meno di 2 settimane,ma si sa,alla gente ie piace quando scrivo che sto male,li mortacci vostra ma che venite a legge solo quando scrivo che c ho le fisse,le delusioni,che so un pezzo de merda,che senza non ce so sta...Invece quando dico che me va tutto bene manco mi madre lo vole legge sto cazzo de blog!! Spero almeno che i miei ultimi post sul tunisino coi capelli piu' trapiantati,le mie addiction,le faccie a culo di chiara branca,la verita' su Ligresti Saro, e il solito ''dramma'' che scrivo per mantenere caldo il mio audience vi sia piaciuto. grazie a tutti i lettori grazie a quelli che campano sui miei malesseri interiori e grazie a Hedi Slimane per avermi lasciato 1 senza na lira,2 co un padre che vole cambia figlio e tre che me fa vede quanto e' stronzo sempre il Roberto De Santis che non se fa un trapianto de capelli come Lui
Ecco a voi il mezzo tunisino-mezzo italiano piu' amato dai ragazzi sotto i venti chili e brutti come la merda.Hedi Slimane in tutta la sua magrezza,la sua bruttezza,il suo trapianto di capelli da 10000 euro e soprattutto il suo stile. Con la sua dipartita da Dior Homme quest'inverno si e' chiuso un capitolo delle nostre vite
