Ontem à noite estava bêbado de mais para escrever umas últimas linhas que ajudavam a embelezar o meu post por isso cá vai:
Vou escrever agora algo com mais sentido e com mais interesse para o mundo do que essa vossa pesudo-discussão absurda.
Atenção:
Hoje na casa de banho caguei-me e peidei-me todo!
Muito obrigado, era só isto!
P.S:
"And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps
Just don't leave
Don't leave"
Radiohead - True Love Waits
2 comentários:
Já se nota o cheiro, inclusivé!
PS:
Para quem gosta de entropias, cá vai música.
We're rotten fruit
We're damaged goods
What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose
One gust and we will probably crumble
We're backdrifters
This far but no further
I'm hanging off a branch
I'm teetering on the brink
Oh honey sweet
So full of sleep
I'm backsliding
You fell into our arms
You fell into our arms
We tried but there was nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
All evidence has been buried
All tapes have been erased
But your footsteps give you away
So you're backtracking
Ah ah ah
You fell into our arms
You fell into our arms
We tried but there was nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
You fell into our, ah
You fell into a
We're rotten fruit
We're damaged goods
What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose
One gust and we will probably crumble
We're backdrifters
Já se nota o cheiro, inclusivé!
PS:
Para quem gosta de entropias, cá vai música.
We're rotten fruit
We're damaged goods
What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose
One gust and we will probably crumble
We're backdrifters
This far but no further
I'm hanging off a branch
I'm teetering on the brink
Oh honey sweet
So full of sleep
I'm backsliding
You fell into our arms
You fell into our arms
We tried but there was nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
All evidence has been buried
All tapes have been erased
But your footsteps give you away
So you're backtracking
Ah ah ah
You fell into our arms
You fell into our arms
We tried but there was nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
You fell into our, ah
You fell into a
We're rotten fruit
We're damaged goods
What the hell, we've got nothing more to lose
One gust and we will probably crumble
We're backdrifters
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