Sep 12, 2012

Life Is Love

No Tone feat. Inusa

Get down now
If somebody tell me you are alone
Love is blues
Love is song
Everything that you be to won 
It will come
So go to what you want
Cause nothing is this life is for free
Except you 
Except me now
I would give you nothing but soon
So go further
So you know where to find me

Oh my love surrounds you 
And I'll never let you go 
I love you
You are not alone


Get down

When are you feeling the blues
I'll be there
I got you
There is nothing I wouldn't do
I love you
I'm keeping your sky blue
So
Everybody knows this song,
Its for you and for me
Let you know that you got someone in this world
There you will singing this quit so

Oh my love surrounds you 
And I'll never let you go 
I love you
You are not alone

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Sep 10, 2012

Zombie Fish

See what lemon juice, a bit of salt, a piece of aluminum foil and a dead fish can make.

Wanna Be Rich?

It's effing cool to be rich. Eff yeah.

Sep 9, 2012

Hazaña De Patos

Una familia de patos cruza una autopista muy transitada en Toronto, Canadá. Cuatro carriles de infarto.
 MOTHER OF DUCKS! 

Humor/ Quién Quiere Casarse Con Este Mamerto?

Sin Codificar lo hizo de nuevo xD


Es un hi*o de p*ta! xD

Sep 4, 2012

Solitude

Ella Wheeler Wilcox




Laugh, and the world laughs with you:
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth
Must borrow its mirth,
It has trouble enough of its own.



Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound
To a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.



Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure
Of all your pleasure,
But they do not want your woe.



Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all;
There are none to decline
Your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.



Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by;
Succeed and give,
And it helps you live,
But it cannot help you die.



There is room in the halls of pleasure 
For a long and lordly train;
But one by one
We must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.


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