torsdag 17 mars 2011

Sandman sprinkles powder from his scrotum

Så här är det va!


Översättningar är kul
- Sandman sprinkles powder from his scrotum, borde egentligen vara purse!
John Blund strör pulver från sin pung, som då borde vara väska eller skinnpung istället.
Äh skit samma
- I am rather pale this Tuesday night.
 
Trött är bara förnamnet, det märks då jag finner det minst humoristiska som finns humoristiskt.

Så godnatt alla & låt er omfamnas  & skyddas av mörkret.
Själv är jag tillbaka i morgon igen med mina alster om allt & inget.

Until then, keep moving




Mim har lämnat bloggrutan för att återuppta sin lite mera seriösa sida vid ett bättre tillfälle!

Holy moses

And glory hole.
Nu har vi gjort en matlista för närmare 14 dagar och den listan går ta mig fan inte av för hackor.
Heliga guds moder och allt annat otäckt vad dyrt det kommer att bli.
Men vad göra när man inte har bil mer än ibland & knappt det?
Då får man fan ligga i och passa på.


Mimsan som funderar på en patt & stipp karriär?!?



OR NOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!

Attention whore or call it what ever you want

Så här är det va!

Jaja OK jag erkänner väl då!




I like numbers, so what?

Mun mot mun metoden på er,alla mina små weird heads!

Can you understand

Hur lätt det egentligen är att bryta gamla vanor.
Nåja, vissa av dom iallafall.
Frukostsoppa & nu lunchsallad.
Lunchsallad = Äggsallad
Tro det eller ej, men idag har jag till & med planer på att erövra löpbandet igen.
Höger knät känns bättre, men för den sakens skull har jag  inte någon tanke på att överanstränga det mer än nödvändigt.
- Conquer and prevail
Jag kommer alltså starta upp försiktigt för att inte fucka upp någonting i slutändan.
- Så nu är jag på uppgång my beloved fools.

Beware of the monster!
Det "enda" som krävs är lite GO & ett jävlaranama!
Eftermiddagsmaten kommer att bestå av kryddig kycklingsallad.
My next goal will be coffee & det kommer att bli alldeles strax, sen tar jag dagen därefter.


Eminems Rock Bottom får avsluta detta inlägg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IPfm30WEiPk


"Rock Bottom"

A-yo!
This song is dedicated to all the happy people
All the happy people who have real nice lives
And who have no idea whats it like to be broke as fuck

[Verse One:]
I feel like I'm walking a tight rope, without a circus net
I'm popping percocets, I'm a nervous wreck
I deserve respect; but I work a sweat for this worthless check
Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt
Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
Full of venom and rage
Especially when I'm engaged
And my daughter's down to her last diaper
That's got my ass hyper
I pray that god answers, maybe I'll ask nicer
Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders
These overnight stars becoming autograph signers
We all long to blow up and leave the past behind us
Along with the small fry's and average half pinters
While player haters turn bitch like they have vaginas
Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us
Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless
Snakes slither in the grass spineless

[Chorus (x2):]
That's Rock Bottom
When this life makes you mad enough to kill
That's Rock Bottom
When you want something bad enough to steal
That's Rock Bottom
When you feel you have had it up to here
Cause you mad enough to scream but you sad enough to tear

[Verse Two:]
My life is full of empty promises
And broken dreams
I'm hoping things will look up
But there ain't no job openings
I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished
Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished
And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay
And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day
But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play
Cause when we die we know were all going the same way
It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan
When all you need is bucks to be the man
Plus a luxury sedan
Too comfortable and roomy in a six
They threw me in the mix
With all these gloomy lunatics
Walk around depressed
And smoke a pound of ses a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
My daughter wants to throw the ball but I'm too stressed to play
Live half my life and throw the rest away

[Chorus]

There's people that love me and people that hate me
But it's the evil that made me this backstabbing, deceitful, and shady
I want the money, the women, the fortune, and the fame
That Means I'll end up burning in hell scorching in flames
That means I'm stealing your checkbook and forging your name
Lifetime bliss for eternal torture and pain
Right now I feel like just hit the rock bottom
I got problems now everybody on my blocks got 'em
I'm screaming like those two cops when 2pac shot 'em
Holding two glocks, I hope your doors got new locks on 'em
My daughter's feet ain't got no shoes or sock's on 'em
And them rings you wearing look like they got a few rocks on 'em
And while you flaunting them I could be taking them to shops to pawn them
I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em?
Cause I never went gold of one song
I'm running up on someone's lawns with guns drawn







Mimsan önskar alla sina stalkers, scumbags and everyone else I care about en riktigt riktigt trevlig & meningsfull torsdag.