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kuten jo tiesittekin niin olen erittäin avoin kaikelle erilaiselle musiikille :P
uusin tuttavuus (vaikka onkin vanha bändi) on Daft Punk :) vallan loistavaa trancea/elektronista musiikkia :)

ja kävin kattomassa tänään Coraline leffan 3Dnä O.O'
oliko edes paras animaatio elokuva pitkään aikaan ja tuo 3D kruunasi kaiken kyllä :)

huomenna iltavuoro töissä ja sit perjantaina aamulla jotenkin kivijärvelle päästävä
vaikka kaverilla olis kyllä mökkibileet ja kiinnostais iha hirveesti lähtee mut ei oo köyhällä varaa :'(

ja pyörässä on lukko ihan viturallaan :S jumittu PaskaSaatana,
joten se jäi keskustaan,
noh jos huomenna sais sen pois ja lukon toimimaan

joo, oli taas yksi näitä meikän "turhia" päiväkirja merkintöjä

myönnetään, nolojuttu :P

Sitting in the dark,
I can't forget.
Even now,
I realize the time
I'll never get.
Another story
Of the Bitter Pills of Fate.
I can't go back again.
I can't go back again
But you asked me
To love you and I did.
Traded my emotions
For a contract to commit.
And when I got away,
I only got so far.
The Other Me Is Dead.
I hear his voice inside my head
We were never alive,
And we won't be born again.
[ Slipknot Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
But I'll never survive
With Dead Memories in my heart.
You told me to love you
And I did.
Tied my soul into a knot
And got me to submit.
So when I got away,
I only kept my scars.
The Other Me Is Gone.
Now I don't know where I belong
We were never alive,
And we won't be born again.
But I'll never survive
With Dead Memories in my heart.
Dead Visions in your Name.
Dead Fingers in my Veins.
Dead Memories in my Heart

Hi, /b/.

My wife has 2 problems. One is the fact that everytime she gets drunk she gets mean. She always looks for a fight, or a way to make me feel like shit. The other problem is that every morning after she gets drunk she has an explosive watery shit. One night she pushed me to far.

She was drunk of course and feeling a little frisky so we were messing around and I tried to put it in the butt, she got mad and started talking shit, about how I'm no good and my dick is small, and that she probally wouldn't even feel it. so we never did have sex.

After she went to sleep I couldn't get the pain of her saying my dick was small out of my head. I wanted to embarrass her as much as she embarrased me. So I got an Idea

I went to my sons room and got his bag of marbles. I then went to my secret stash and got a bottle of lube. I could just image her reactions when she shit's marbles the next morning. I lubed them up one at a time and slowly pushed each one in. About a hundered in all. I got so excited I jerked off then giggled my self to sleep.

The next morning I woke up so excited I couldn't stand it. I made alot of noise getting dressed so she would wake up. She did and not 3 minutes later she said "Oh my stomach. not again" and ran to the bathroom. I was in there brushing my teeth. Usually she would tell me to leave but the urge was to intense. She sat down and let it rip.

She damn near had a heart attack from the noise. The marbles hitting the porcelin sounded like a machine gun going off in the bathroon. She turned white as a sheet and stood up. Still shitting all over the place. Marbles rolling all over the floor as they bounced around. It took her a couple of minutes to put it all together. She screamed "What the fuck!?" I just laughed and laughed as she packed her shit and left.

I really do kind of miss her though.

uncle ben's sweet and sour kastiketta, kanan liekki viipaleita, pirkka wokkia ja nuudeleita

:O om nom nom nom omn

ja tietysti

Lucky Staria :3

O.O

voi luoja tää spotify on kyl aikalailla "pienempi kuin kolme" (<3)

disneyn klassikko elokuvien soundtrackeja(ja jopa suomen kielisinäkin O.O ), pelien sound trackeja/biisejä

ja esim. cypress hillin, wu-tang clanin, kornin, limp bizkitin, linkin parkin ja joittenkin muittenkin sellaisten bändien joita ei löydy torrentteina, koko tuotannot näin aluksi

sekä mukava etsiä ja löytää uusia musiikillisia tuttavuuksia :)

ja mikä parasta ei tarvi olla omat musiikit mukana ku menee kavereilla käymään ku ne löytyy kaikki samat aina tuolta

like seriously, vois varmaan poistaa kaiken musiikin koneelta

ku tuolta löytyy ihan kaikki


LADATKAA TÄÄ :D
LADATKAA TÄÄ :D
LADATKAA TÄÄ :D




MUT NYT VOIS LAITTAA LIMP BIZKITIN GREATEST HITSIN SOIMAAN JA ALKAA SIIVOOMAAN JA TISKAAMAAN


http://tarkkamarkka.com/blogi/2009/05/spotify-ilman-kutsua/
TUOLTA SIIS SPOTIFY...
LATAUS SIVU JA OHJEET MITEN SAADA ILMAINEN TUNNUS

http://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spotify

löytää muuten sit

vaikka ja mitä

ja

vaikka ja miltä

vuosilta


kuunnellu täs jonkun aikaa jo randomilla valintoina 60-80luku ja jazz/blues :P

sitä ennen kuunnellu elvistä ja johnny cashia

vois kohta vaihtaa vaikka reggaeta soimaan :D

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
it's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

People, don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
are we too blind to see,
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way

Well the world turns
and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto

And his hunger burns
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
and he learns how to fight
In the ghetto

Then one night in desperation
a young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto

As her young man dies,
on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
another little baby child is born
In the ghetto

I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five
But I am still alive.

I was a sailor. I was born upon the tide
And with the sea I did abide.
I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico
I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
But I am living still.

I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around..I'll always be around..and around and around and
around and around

I fly a starship across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again..

bisseä ja suolakeksiä med salaneuvos juusto, kotasavu meetvursti, halapenjo :3

Bring me a magic potion; it will heal my achin wounds.
A taste so bitter that makes my bleeding soul feel so good.
It will make us sing and dance in our endless feast.
Or it might even unleash the beast in me!