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Sheep en la gran ciudad

I'm back?

2009-11-16

(...)
Just one more fight
About your leadership
And I will straight up
Leave your shit
Cause I've had enough of this
And now I'm pissed

Yeah
This time I'm 'a let it all come out
This time I'm 'a stand up and shout
I'm 'a do things my way
It's my way
My way, or the highway!


(The end)

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by Sheep, 11:40 p. m. | link | 3 comments |

Figured You Out

2008-11-27

I like your pants around your feet
I like the dirt that's on your knees
And I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease

And I love the places that we go
And I love the people that you know
And I love the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I love the powder on your nose

Ooooh
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out

I like the freckles on your chest
And I like the way you like me best
And I like the way you're not impressed,
While you put me to the test
I like the wine stains on your dress

And I love the way you pass the check
And I love the good times that you wreck
And I love your lack of self respect
While you're passed out on the deck
I love my hands around your neck

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out

I love your pants around your feet
And I love the dirt that's on your knees
And I like the way you still say please
While you're looking up at me
You're like my favourite damn disease

And I hate the places that we go
And I hate the people that you know
And I hate the way you can't say no
Too many long lines in a row
I hate the powder on your nose

And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out
And now I know who you are
It wasn't that hard
Just to figure you out

Nickelback - Figured You Out
TE-MA-ZO.

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by Sheep, 1:07 p. m. | link | 2 comments |

2008-11-09

"El Karma sólo es alineado por el Cosmos."
Homero Simpson

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Madness??

2008-11-06

THIS IS SPAR.. Ah no, flasheé mal.

"The place where optimism most flourishes is the lunatic asylum."
Havelock Ellis

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by Sheep, 6:58 a. m. | link | 0 comments |

Trabajo Robot? No, gracias.

2008-08-26

I went into a McDonald's yesterday and said, 'I'd like some fries.' The girl at the counter said, 'Would you like some fries with that?'

By Jay Leno

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Tribu què?

2008-08-20

El Padre Nuestro Floggero:

Madre Cumbio que estás en el abasto,
Directo a EFFES va tu nombre,
Venga a nosotros tus comentarios (para cumbio esto),
HAGASE TU VOLUNTAD en PINAR COMO EN EL ABASTO (yo lo cambiaría por hagase tu voluntad tanto en pinar como en el abasto)
Danos tu posteo de cada día,
Perdona sino posteamos,
Como también perdonamos a los que no postean,
No nos dejes caer en menos de 20 comentarios,
Libranos de metroflog,
En el nombre de cumbio, de gaza,
y del espirutu santo, Brasil :$

Fuente: http://afloggers.blogspot.com/

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by Sheep, 12:55 a. m. | link | 4 comments |

Music = Life / Life = Music

2008-05-05

by Sheep, 8:12 p. m. | link | 0 comments |

So much truth

2008-04-27

"Another flaw in the human character is that everybody wants to build and nobody wants to do maintenance."

Kurt Vonnegut, from "Hocus Pocus"
US novelist (1922 - 2007)

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Nerdeadas

2007-03-07

Al trabajar con gente que hace mucho (pero mucho) trabaja en sistemas, Sheep oye al pasar frases como las siguientes:

-"El mundo es una Matriz"
-"Ah, no.. pero a eso le tirás un address* y te devuelve un valor alto eh.." (en referencia a cuando una fémina posee curvas prominentes)


Si, hay muchos lunáticos en este mundo, y Sheep tiene a varios cerca.


* Definición del comando address

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by Sheep, 5:19 p. m. | link | 2 comments |

Una de mis quotes favoritas

2006-10-31

You know what the problem with Hollywood is? They make shit. Unbelievable, unremarkable shit. Now I'm not some grungy wannabe filmmaker that's searching for existentialism through a haze of bong smoke or something. No, it's easy to pick apart bad acting, short-sighted directing, and a purely moronic stringing together of words that many of the studios term as "prose". No, I'm talking about the lack of realism. Realism; not a pervasive element in today's modern American cinematic vision. Take Dog Day Afternoon, for example. Arguably Pacino's best work, short of Scarface and Godfather... Part 1, of course. Masterpiece of directing, easily Lumet's best. The cinematography, the acting, the screenplay, all top-notch. But... they didn't push the envelope. Now what if in Dog Day, Sonny REALLY wanted to get away with it? What if -now here's the tricky part- what if he started killing hostages right away? No mercy, no quarter. "Meet our demands or the pretty blonde in the bellbottoms gets it the back of the head." Bam, splat! What, still no bus? Come on! How many innocent victims splattered across a window would it take to have the city reverse its policy on hostage situations? And this is 1976; there's no CNN, there's no CNBC, there's no internet! Now, fast forward to today, present time, same situation. How quickly would the modern media make a frenzy over this? In a matter of hours, it'd be biggest story from Boston to Budapest! Ten hostages die, twenty, thirty; bam bam, one after another, all caught in high-def, computer-enhanced, color corrected. You can practically taste the brain matter. All for what? A bus, a plane? A couple of million dollars that's federally insured? I don't think so. Just a thought. I mean, it's not within the realm of conventional cinema... but what if?


(El que primero acierte de dónde es -sin.mirar.por.internet- se gana un premio)

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