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Missing...
14-03-2009 00:28
Step off the train,
I'm walking down your street again,
And past your door,
But you don't live there anymore.
It's years since you've been there.
Now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space,
You've found some better place,
And I miss you –
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead
Of everyone.
We'd walk behind while you would run.
I look up at your house,
And I can almost hear you shout
Down to me
Where I always used to be,
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Back on the train,
I ask why did I come again.
Can I confess
I've been hanging around your old address
And the years have proved
To offer nothing since you moved.
You're long gone
But I can't move on,
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Paradise Lost
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Step off the train,
I'm walking down your street again,
And past your door,
But you don't live there anymore.
It's years since you've been there.
Now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space,
You've found some better place,
And I miss you –
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead
Of everyone.
We'd walk behind while you would run.
I look up at your house,
And I can almost hear you shout
Down to me
Where I always used to be,
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Back on the train,
I ask why did I come again.
Can I confess
I've been hanging around your old address
And the years have proved
To offer nothing since you moved.
You're long gone
But I can't move on,
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
And I miss you —
Like the deserts miss the rain.
Paradise Lost
Cup of coffee....
13-03-2009 16:45
They told me you don't love me
Over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crash into dust
I just let it fade away
I'm walking empty streets
Hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you're home
And I just have to pass on by
So no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I'm still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends
I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around on bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging around bars at night wishing I had never been born
I give myself to anyone who wants to take me home
So no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends
You left behind some clothes
My pearly summer sores
And I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they're worried
I'm looking far too skinny
I stop returning all their calls
And no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I'm still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don't say anything at all
It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don't love me
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They told me you don't love me
Over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crash into dust
I just let it fade away
I'm walking empty streets
Hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you're home
And I just have to pass on by
So no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I'm still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends
I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around on bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging around bars at night wishing I had never been born
I give myself to anyone who wants to take me home
So no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends
You left behind some clothes
My pearly summer sores
And I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they're worried
I'm looking far too skinny
I stop returning all their calls
And no, of course, we can't be friends
Not while I'm still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don't say anything at all
It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don't love me
Young Italian soldier
13-03-2009 15:58
A virile, young Italian soldier was relaxing at his favorite bar in Rome, when he managed to attract a spectacular young blonde. Things progressed to the point where he invited her back to his apartment; and after some small talk, they made love.
After a pleasant interlude, he asked with a smile,
"So... you finish?"
She paused for a second, frowned, and replied "No."
Surprised, the young man reached for her; and the love making resumed. This time, she thrashes about wildly; and there are screams of passion. The love making ends; and again, the young man smiles, and asks,
"You finish?"
And again, after a short pause, she returns his smile, cuddles closer to him, and softly says, "No."
Stunned, but damned if this woman is going to outlast him, the young man reaches again for the woman. Using the last of his strength, he barely manages it; but they climax simultaneously, screaming, bucking, clawing and ripping bed sheets.
The exhausted man falls onto his back, gasping...... Barely able to turn his head, he looks into her eyes, smiles proudly, and asks,
"You finish?"
"No!" she shouts back,................ "I Sveedish!"
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A virile, young Italian soldier was relaxing at his favorite bar in Rome, when he managed to attract a spectacular young blonde. Things progressed to the point where he invited her back to his apartment; and after some small talk, they made love.
After a pleasant interlude, he asked with a smile,
"So... you finish?"
She paused for a second, frowned, and replied "No."
Surprised, the young man reached for her; and the love making resumed. This time, she thrashes about wildly; and there are screams of passion. The love making ends; and again, the young man smiles, and asks,
"You finish?"
And again, after a short pause, she returns his smile, cuddles closer to him, and softly says, "No."
Stunned, but damned if this woman is going to outlast him, the young man reaches again for the woman. Using the last of his strength, he barely manages it; but they climax simultaneously, screaming, bucking, clawing and ripping bed sheets.
The exhausted man falls onto his back, gasping...... Barely able to turn his head, he looks into her eyes, smiles proudly, and asks,
"You finish?"
"No!" she shouts back,................ "I Sveedish!"
Repeat after me!
13-03-2009 15:52
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Washington Post
13-03-2009 15:41
WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKED FOR A TWO-LINE RHYME WITH THE MOST
ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, BUT THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE
This is the winner
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life.
I see your face when I am dreaming.
That's why I always wake up screaming.
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not.
Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss,
But I only slept with you because I was pissed.
I thought that I could love no other --
that is until I met your brother.
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty
and so is your head.
I want to feel your sweet embrace;
But don't take that paper bag off your face.
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes --
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way?
My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts tequila, one part lime.
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WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKED FOR A TWO-LINE RHYME WITH THE MOST
ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, BUT THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE
This is the winner
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life.
I see your face when I am dreaming.
That's why I always wake up screaming.
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not.
Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss,
But I only slept with you because I was pissed.
I thought that I could love no other --
that is until I met your brother.
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty
and so is your head.
I want to feel your sweet embrace;
But don't take that paper bag off your face.
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes --
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way?
My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts tequila, one part lime.
Grandma Goes To Court...
13-03-2009 15:36
Lawyers should never ask a Mississippi grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer.
In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know me?' She responded, 'Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you'll never amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.'
The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?'
She again replied, 'Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a
youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone, and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him.'
The defense attorney nearly died.
The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said,
'If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you both to the electric chair!!!'
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Lawyers should never ask a Mississippi grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer.
In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know me?' She responded, 'Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you'll never amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.'
The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?'
She again replied, 'Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a
youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone, and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him.'
The defense attorney nearly died.
The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said,
'If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you both to the electric chair!!!'
Daddy, How was I born?
13-03-2009 15:24
Telling your kids how they were born is not that hard anymore............
A little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?"
The father answers, "Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:
"You got Male!"
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Telling your kids how they were born is not that hard anymore............
A little boy goes to his father and asks "Daddy, how was I born?"
The father answers, "Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:
"You got Male!"
U.S. Economy
13-03-2009 10:30
Dr. Mark Farber the investment guru, concluded his monthly bulletin with the following comments.
Dr. Marc Faber tells it how it is
"The federal government is sending each of us a $600 rebate. If we spend that money at Wal-Mart, the money goes to China. If we spend it on gasoline it goes to the Arabs. If we buy a computer, it will go to India. If we purchase fruits and vegetables it will go to Mexico, Honduras and Guatemala. If we purchase a good car, it will go to Germany. If we purchase useless crap, it will go to Taiwan and none of it will help the American economy.
The only way to keep that money here at home is to spend it on prostitutes and beer, since these are the only products still produced in the US.
I've been doing my part....."
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Dr. Mark Farber the investment guru, concluded his monthly bulletin with the following comments.
Dr. Marc Faber tells it how it is
"The federal government is sending each of us a $600 rebate. If we spend that money at Wal-Mart, the money goes to China. If we spend it on gasoline it goes to the Arabs. If we buy a computer, it will go to India. If we purchase fruits and vegetables it will go to Mexico, Honduras and Guatemala. If we purchase a good car, it will go to Germany. If we purchase useless crap, it will go to Taiwan and none of it will help the American economy.
The only way to keep that money here at home is to spend it on prostitutes and beer, since these are the only products still produced in the US.
I've been doing my part....."
Insert baby for refund
13-03-2009 10:22
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Warning - Do not leave children alone with dogs
13-03-2009 10:20
If you are an owner of a dog that belongs to a 'dangerous breed' category
and you also have a small child please take this as a warning.
Don't leave your dog with the child unattended under any circumstances.
Only a little moment was enough for the following to happen.
See the below photo
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If you are an owner of a dog that belongs to a 'dangerous breed' category
and you also have a small child please take this as a warning.
Don't leave your dog with the child unattended under any circumstances.
Only a little moment was enough for the following to happen.
Трудности перевода (Из сети)
12-03-2009 17:33
Трудности перевода или почему фильмы надо смотреть в оригинале...
Смотрели с мужем кино, по-русски называется "Среди акул" с Кевином
Спейси в главной роли. Скачать получилось только погано дублированный
вариант. Сюжет вкратце - подчиненный берет своего доставшего до печенок
начальника в заложники у него дома. Идет диалог, не имеющий никакого
отношения к представителям нетрадиционной ориентации. Один другого
спрашивает: "What do you want from me?" (что тебе от меня надо?) Ответ:
"I want you (пауза) to think" Это элементраный оборот в английском
языке, дословный перевод которого "я хочу, чтобы ты подумал". Что
переводит этот толмач: "Я хочу тебя. Подумай."
С тех пор эта фраза в нашей семье крылатая. А фильм очень рекомендую...
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Трудности перевода или почему фильмы надо смотреть в оригинале...
Смотрели с мужем кино, по-русски называется "Среди акул" с Кевином
Спейси в главной роли. Скачать получилось только погано дублированный
вариант. Сюжет вкратце - подчиненный берет своего доставшего до печенок
начальника в заложники у него дома. Идет диалог, не имеющий никакого
отношения к представителям нетрадиционной ориентации. Один другого
спрашивает: "What do you want from me?" (что тебе от меня надо?) Ответ:
"I want you (пауза) to think" Это элементраный оборот в английском
языке, дословный перевод которого "я хочу, чтобы ты подумал". Что
переводит этот толмач: "Я хочу тебя. Подумай."
С тех пор эта фраза в нашей семье крылатая. А фильм очень рекомендую...
Про войну (Из сети
11-03-2009 18:23
Военно-историческая байка, не знаю, насколько правдива.
Во время европейского похода русской армии после разгрома Наполеона, в
одной из стычек с французами на французской территории произошел такой
случай.
Пришлось гусарам форсировать речушку. Сразу после речки - французские
позиции. Естественно в мокрых штанах драться не удобно - сильно стеснят
движения. Ну, гусары, народ не из стыдливых - да и че перед врагами
стыдиться - сняли всю нижнюю часть одежды до положения "в чем мать
родила". И так пошли в атаку. Как позже выяснилось - психическую. Потому
что даже гусарам, при их мягко говоря не святом образе жизни, не могло
даже прийти в голову, ЧТО подумают развращенные французы, увидев
наступающие на них боевые порядки ГОЛЫХ, но вооруженных до зубов
мужиков.
Короче, девочкой никто становиться не хотел. Французы развернулись и
побежали.
Наши победили. Ура! :)
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Военно-историческая байка, не знаю, насколько правдива.
Во время европейского похода русской армии после разгрома Наполеона, в
одной из стычек с французами на французской территории произошел такой
случай.
Пришлось гусарам форсировать речушку. Сразу после речки - французские
позиции. Естественно в мокрых штанах драться не удобно - сильно стеснят
движения. Ну, гусары, народ не из стыдливых - да и че перед врагами
стыдиться - сняли всю нижнюю часть одежды до положения "в чем мать
родила". И так пошли в атаку. Как позже выяснилось - психическую. Потому
что даже гусарам, при их мягко говоря не святом образе жизни, не могло
даже прийти в голову, ЧТО подумают развращенные французы, увидев
наступающие на них боевые порядки ГОЛЫХ, но вооруженных до зубов
мужиков.
Короче, девочкой никто становиться не хотел. Французы развернулись и
побежали.
Наши победили. Ура! :)
Я люблю свою работу!
06-03-2009 14:30
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Переписка (Из сети)
05-03-2009 09:35
Иду мимо рабочего места коллеги. Он увлеченно набирает текст письма по
электронной почте. Мельком бросаю взгляд на экран. Первая строка гласит:
"Hello, gays". Дальше наш диалог.
- Ты че с пи@#&$%ми переписываешься?
- Да нет, это наши клиенты - англичане.
- Вообще-то "парни" или "ребята" надо писать как "guys".
- А я что написал?
- А ты их голубыми обозвал.
- Мама рОдная! Я же уже с ними две недели так переписываюсь! Хм... и они
не возражают, вот что странно.
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Иду мимо рабочего места коллеги. Он увлеченно набирает текст письма по
электронной почте. Мельком бросаю взгляд на экран. Первая строка гласит:
"Hello, gays". Дальше наш диалог.
- Ты че с пи@#&$%ми переписываешься?
- Да нет, это наши клиенты - англичане.
- Вообще-то "парни" или "ребята" надо писать как "guys".
- А я что написал?
- А ты их голубыми обозвал.
- Мама рОдная! Я же уже с ними две недели так переписываюсь! Хм... и они
не возражают, вот что странно.
Логично)) (из сети)
05-03-2009 09:22
реальная история. Закупался на фирме торгующей мебельной фурнитурой.
Захожу на склад, там куча коробок, ящиков, все подписаны цифрами там
всякими, буквами. Рядом со входом стоит отдельно большая коробка с
надписью дословно: "х...ня пластиковая" :)
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реальная история. Закупался на фирме торгующей мебельной фурнитурой.
Захожу на склад, там куча коробок, ящиков, все подписаны цифрами там
всякими, буквами. Рядом со входом стоит отдельно большая коробка с
надписью дословно: "х...ня пластиковая" :)