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θα ακολουθήσει Update με τα ποιός που πότε μόλις τελειώσω με τα paperz

Η απάντηση στην ερώτηση...

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είπε στο αεροδρόμιο ενώ έφερνε τις πορτοκαλάδες:
"θα έχω μαζί μου το Μπλάκμπερι για να μου στέλνεις μαιλάκια, το κινητό θα λειτουργεί συνεχώς και θα μπω και απο τα ξενοδοχεία να μιλήσουμε στο Skype"


είπα ενώ οδηγούσα στην Αττική προς Αθήνα και σκούπιζα μάτια:
"πάρε με μαζί σου και πέτα συσκευές, φορτιστές και μπαταρίες"


Είπαν οι Blue Oyster Cult
"Airplanes make strangers of us all, making distance"

Camarillo Brillo - Paragelia

or πάτησε εδώ και σώσε
Μου πήρε τόση ώρα να το ανεβάσω που του άξιζε ολοδικό του post.
Σαν να λέμε "μαγείρευα όλη μέρα κωλόπαιδα, μόνο αυτό θα φάτε".
Καλή Όρεξη

is that a real poncho...
i mean is that a mexican poncho, or is that a sears poncho?
Hmmm...no foolin ...

e.g. παω για Gift-Quest φορώντας τι άλλο... poncho... no foolin'

Camarillo Brillo - Zappa Day

She had that
Camarillo brillo
Flamin out along her head,
I mean her mendocino bean-o
By where some bugs had made it red

She ruled the toads
Of the short forest
And every newt in idaho
And every cricket who had chorused
By the bush in buffalo

She said she was
A magic mama
And she could throw a mean tarot
And carried on without a comma
That she was someone I should know

She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf
But she wasnt done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldnt come in
(I couldnt come in right then...)

And so she wandered
Trough the door-way
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
An Id just love it in her room

Well, I was born
To have adventure
So I just followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanets

She stripped away
Her ranchid poncho
An laid out naked by the door
We did it till we were un-concho
An it was useless any more

She had a snake for a pet
And an amulet
And she was breeding a dwarf
But she wasnt done yet
She had gray-green skin
A doll with a pin
I told her she was awright
But I couldnt come in
(actually, I was very busy then)

And so she wandered
Trough the door-way
Just like a shadow from the tomb
She said her stereo was four-way
An Id just love it in her room

Well, I was born
To have adventure
So I just followed up the steps
Right past her fuming incense stencher
To where she hung her castanets

She said she was
A magic mama
And she could throw a mean tarot
And carried on without a comma
That she was someone I should know

(is that a real poncho...i mean
Is that a mexican poncho
Or is that a sears poncho?
Hmmm...no foolin ...)