bonjour ... cutiepie beaucoup obligé par l'adjonction et je n'ai pas le mot pour vous dire que que beaucoup de joli caramel vous êtes reconnaissants à cause de la réalisation de moi votre ami realy j'estime heureusement que je m'ai fait votre ami!! ¡ :!!
bonjour ... cutiepie beaucoup obligé par l'adjonction et je n'ai pas le mot pour vous dire que que beaucoup de joli caramel vous êtes reconnaissants à cause de la réalisation de moi votre ami realy j'estime heureusement que je m'ai fait votre ami!! ¡ :!!
¡¡hola ... cutiepie thanx para la adición y no tengo la palabra para decirle que cuánto caramelo mono ustedes son gracias por hacerme su amigo realy me siento afortunado que me hice su amigo!! ¡¡!!
¡¡hola ... cutiepie thanx para la adición y no tengo la palabra para decirle que cuánto caramelo mono ustedes son gracias por hacerme su amigo realy me siento afortunado que me hice su amigo!! ¡¡!!
I was sitting in my office, and from there (floor 124), while i was watching the city movement, i thought of you and i had a revelation - a poem; it goes like this:
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things.
They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy. How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that's never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels? We make tools for these kinds of people.
While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
Sorry about the english you MG's (manelisti gelati), but it was written while i was in NY.
c:set_lang RO
Acum stiu ca cei ce or sa se minuneze de lungimea acestui comment, or sa zambeasca si or sa se uite pe profilul meu - dar nepoata mea - tine minte aceste cuvinte marelui Sigmund Freud cand a vazut prima oara pasila odorizanta de la men's toilet:
"Simptomatic, idiosincrazia dilematica isi reverbereaza atenuant ecourile absconse protoarmonice din spatele semitranscendent si disonant al obscurantismului incandescent de sorginte media, capsuland filonul crepuscular sincretic si aluziv metempsihotic al transmigratiei alchimice inspre circumvolutiunile interioare ale epocii istorice care tind sa formeze adevarate supape paleontologice inspre propensiunea paradigmelor de orientare paseista asupra mirosului urinei"
dar nu asta conteaza, nu acest lucru este important, important este raspunsul celui care facea pipirica langa el, nimeni altul decat John Pemberton, inventatorul Coca-Cola:
"imi cer scuze, n-am putut sa ma abtin in a asculta ce bolboroseati acolo, iar spusele dumneavosta imi amintesc de inexorabila inexpugnabilitate a incogniscibilului,in timp ce impulsurile nervoase parasimpatice de sorginte renala ma indeamna la executarea unui act atavic ce transcende caracteristicile culturale,si anume sa ma pis, mai ales ca fara acest miros, cred ca totusi as fi putut raspunde spuselor dumneavoastra - in 2-3 ore, pe silabe, evident."
deci nepoata mea preferata, sunt fericita ca nu esti baiat sa gandesti atat. ah... si vezi ca Sigmund Freud se injecta cu heroina, iar John Pemberton le rupea pe cocaina.
Clubul ardelenilor impotriva: pronuntari e-ului din cuvintele precum beat; pah-ului din expresia "pa partie" cand s-ar spune de fapt "pe partie"; si impotriva orei doua in loc de (corecta) ora doi,
saluta pe domnisoara bucuresteanca cu tendinte occidentale elvetiene,
>:D <:*:*