Sexta-feira, Fevereiro 20, 2009
Domingo, Setembro 07, 2008

Etiquetas: FSM
Quinta-feira, Junho 19, 2008
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O meu BI tem outra vez uma fotografia foleira.
Deveria haver alguma maneira de conseguirmos manter uma fotografia porreira nos nossos documentos em vez de termos de por uma em que parecemos um neandertal medianamente arranjado só porque é preciso uma fotografia com menos de 1 ano...
Deveria haver alguma maneira de conseguirmos manter uma fotografia porreira nos nossos documentos em vez de termos de por uma em que parecemos um neandertal medianamente arranjado só porque é preciso uma fotografia com menos de 1 ano...
Etiquetas: Crueldade contra os animais
Quarta-feira, Maio 28, 2008
Coisas tristes
Ver dois putos de 5 ou 6 anos a discutirem o que andam a fazer no GTA.
Mas o que é que os pais deles andam a enfiar para a veia???
Mas o que é que os pais deles andam a enfiar para a veia???
Etiquetas: Quotidiano, Sociedade, Surreal
Sexta-feira, Abril 04, 2008
Man! Are you for real???
Uma das minha ocupações de tempos livres é jogar o NationStates, um joge gratuito online, onde passamos por ser o governo de um país.
Obviamente o jogo também inclui as suas Nações Unidas, ou melhor, incluia. Aparentemente as verdadeiras Nações Unidas, acharam que este abuso desregrado dos seus direitos de autor e imagem tinha de acabar. Afinal, um jogo onde os jogadores se associam para "criar" legislação protectora dos direitos humanos, e etc, certamente não é algo com que a UN se queira ver associada...
http://www.maxbarry.com/2008/04/02/news.html
Obviamente o jogo também inclui as suas Nações Unidas, ou melhor, incluia. Aparentemente as verdadeiras Nações Unidas, acharam que este abuso desregrado dos seus direitos de autor e imagem tinha de acabar. Afinal, um jogo onde os jogadores se associam para "criar" legislação protectora dos direitos humanos, e etc, certamente não é algo com que a UN se queira ver associada...
http://www.maxbarry.com/2008/04/02/news.html
Etiquetas: Surreal
Quinta-feira, Janeiro 31, 2008
Excerptos mutuamente incompativeis da sabedoria popular
"Ninguém dá nada a ninguém."
"A cavalo dado não se olha o dente."
"A cavalo dado não se olha o dente."
Etiquetas: Quer me parecer que a sabedoria popular não é lá muito sábia
Sexta-feira, Janeiro 11, 2008
Sábado, Dezembro 15, 2007
Terça-feira, Novembro 20, 2007
Boas maneiras de estragar o dia a um gajo.
Dar de caras com um dos novos cartazes publicitários da Tagus no metro...
Etiquetas: Homofobia
Quinta-feira, Novembro 15, 2007
Carrot Juice Is Murder
Listen up brothers and sisters,
come hear my desperate tale.
I speak of our friends of nature,
trapped in the dirt like a jail.
Vegetables live in oppression,
served on our tables each night.
This killing of veggies is madness,
I say we take up the fight.
Salads are only for murderers,
coleslaw's a fascist regime.
Don't think that they don't have feelings,
just cause a radish can't scream.
I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (having their insides revealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)
How do you think that feels (bet it hurts really bad)
Carrot juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables go)
It's time to stop all this gardening (it's dirty as hell)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade is a spade)
I saw a man eating celery,
so I beat him black and blue.
If he ever touches a sprout again,
I'll bite him clean in two.
I'm a political prisoner,
trapped in a windowless cage.
Cause I stopped the slaughter of turnips
by killing five men in a rage
I told the judge when he sentenced me,
This is my finest hour,
I'd kill those farmers again
just to save one more cauliflower
I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (having their insides revealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)
How do you think that feels (bet it hurts really bad)
Carrot juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables go)
It's time to stop all this gardening (it's dirty as hell)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade is a spade)
How low as people do we dare to stoop,
Making young broccolis bleed in the soup?
Untie your beans, uncage your tomatoes
Let potted plants free, don't mash that potato!
I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (fates in the stirfry are sealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (you fat gormet slob)
How do you think that feels? (leave them out in the field)
Carrot juice constitutes murder (V8's genocide)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (yes, your composts are graves)
It's time to stop all this gardening (take up macrame)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade, is a spade, is a spade, is a spade.....
Carrot Juice Is Murder- Arrogant Worms
come hear my desperate tale.
I speak of our friends of nature,
trapped in the dirt like a jail.
Vegetables live in oppression,
served on our tables each night.
This killing of veggies is madness,
I say we take up the fight.
Salads are only for murderers,
coleslaw's a fascist regime.
Don't think that they don't have feelings,
just cause a radish can't scream.
I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (having their insides revealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)
How do you think that feels (bet it hurts really bad)
Carrot juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables go)
It's time to stop all this gardening (it's dirty as hell)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade is a spade)
I saw a man eating celery,
so I beat him black and blue.
If he ever touches a sprout again,
I'll bite him clean in two.
I'm a political prisoner,
trapped in a windowless cage.
Cause I stopped the slaughter of turnips
by killing five men in a rage
I told the judge when he sentenced me,
This is my finest hour,
I'd kill those farmers again
just to save one more cauliflower
I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (having their insides revealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (burning off calories)
How do you think that feels (bet it hurts really bad)
Carrot juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables go)
It's time to stop all this gardening (it's dirty as hell)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade is a spade is a spade)
How low as people do we dare to stoop,
Making young broccolis bleed in the soup?
Untie your beans, uncage your tomatoes
Let potted plants free, don't mash that potato!
I've heard the screams of the vegetables (scream, scream, scream)
Watching their skins being peeled (fates in the stirfry are sealed)
Grated and steamed with no mercy (you fat gormet slob)
How do you think that feels? (leave them out in the field)
Carrot juice constitutes murder (V8's genocide)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (yes, your composts are graves)
It's time to stop all this gardening (take up macrame)
Let's call a spade a spade (is a spade, is a spade, is a spade, is a spade.....
Carrot Juice Is Murder- Arrogant Worms




