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teisipäev, 17. juuli 2012

Brain Dropings

Hunnik mõtteid raamatust "Brain Dropings" (George Carlin)just for safekeeping...

 "The wisest man I ever knew taught me something I never forgot. And although I never forgot it, I never quite memorized it either. So what I’m left with is the memory of having learned something very wise that I can’t quite remember."

"I have as much authority as the Pope, I just don’t have as many people who believe it."

"I recently went to a new doctor and noticed he was located in something called the Professional Building. I felt better right away."

"If something in the future is canceled, what is canceled? What has really happened? Something that didn’t occur yet is now never going to occur at all. Does that qualify as an event?"

"Here’s another one. You’ve never been to your friend’s place of work, but you’ve pictured it. Then he changes jobs, but it’s a similar job. Do you bother to change your mental picture of where he works? By how much?"

 "I frankly don’t give a fuck how it all turns out in this country—or anywhere else, for that matter. I think the human game was up a long time ago (when the high priests and traders took over), and now we’re just playing out the string."

"I enjoy describing how things are, I have no interest in how they “ought to be.” And I certainly have no interest in fixing them. I sincerely believe that if you think there’s a solution, you’re part of the problem. My motto: Fuck Hope!"

"And it’s always that same shit, soft rock! That sucky, non-threatening, easy-listening pussy music. Soft rock is an oxymoron. Furthermore, it’s not rock, and it’s not even music. It’s just soft."

"What to tell to the waiter: Instead of asking for a glass of water, say you’d like a “cylindrical, machine-blown, clear drinking vessel filled with nature’s own colorless, odorless, extra-wet, liquid water.”"

"I’ve begun worshipping the sun for a number of reasons. First of all, unlike some other gods I could mention, I can see the sun. It’s there for me every day. And the things it brings me are quite apparent all the time: heat, light, food, a lovely day. There’s no mystery, no one asks for money, I don’t have to dress up, and there’s no boring pageantry. And interestingly enough, I have found that the prayers I offer to the sun and the prayers I formerly offered to “God” are all answered at about the same 50-percent rate."

 "There are women named Faith, Hope, Joy, and Prudence. Why not Despair, Guilt, Rage, and Grief? It seems only right. “Tom, I’d like you to meet the girl of my dreams, Tragedy.”"

"Names are important: Suppose there had been a really outstanding eighteen century composer who was better than Beethoven, Bach and Mozart combined. But his name was Joey the Cocksucker. Do you think he would be famous today? “And now, Eugene Ormandy conducts the Philadelphia Orchestra as they perform the Requiem Mass in C-sharp Minor, composed by Joev the Cocksucker.”"

"By the way, you don’t actually have to do all these things they’re just suggestions. Think them over first. Sit down, have six or seven vodkas, and give them a few seconds thought."

"So stuff is important. You gotta take care of your stuff. You gotta have a place for your stuff. Everybody’s gotta have a place for their stuff. That’s what life is all about, tryin’ to find a place for your stuff! That’s all your house is: a place to keep your stuff. If you didn’t have so much stuff, you wouldn’t need a house. You could just walk around all the time.So when you get right down to it, your house is nothing more than a place to keep your stuff. . . while you go out and get . . . more stuff. ‘Cause that’s what this country is all about. Tryin’ to get more stuff. Stuff you don’t want, stuff you don’t need, stuff that’s poorly made, stuff that’s overpriced. Even stuff you can’t afford! Gotta keep on gettin’ more stuff. Otherwise someone else might wind up with more stuff. Can’t let that happen. Gotta have the most stuff."

"Only things to take to the trip: Money, keys, comb, wallet, lighter, hankie, pen, cigarettes, contraceptives, Vaseline, whips, chains, whistles, dildos, and a book. Just the stuff you hope you’re gonna need. Actually, your friend’s sister probably has her own dildos."

"In fact, I love watching cigarette smokers in their sad little sealed-off areas, sucking away, deep lines in their faces, precancerous lesions taking hold, the posture and body language of petty criminals. You know what you do with these people? Give ‘em free cigarettes. Let ‘em smoke. Offer them a light! And you hope each one of them gets a small, painful tumor right in the middle of his body so it can grow in six different directions at once. And you pray they get a doctor who doesn’t believe in painkillers, and their insurance runs out. I think people should be allowed to enjoy themselves."

"Here’s a sign I don’t like: Authorized Personnel Only. Now, if there’s one thing I know about myself, it’s that I am definitely not authorized. I wouldn’t even know where to go to get authorized. Can you do it by mail? Wouldn’t baptism sort of authorize you? It doesn’t matter; I go through the door anyway. If I get stopped, I say, “Well, I may not be authorized for this, but I am authorized for other things. And your sign doesn’t mention which things.”"

esmaspäev, 25. juuli 2011

Kas kellegil on mõtteid?

esmaspäev, 3. jaanuar 2011

pühin tolmu.....

pühin oma laualt 5 cm paksuse tolmukihi, ämblikuvõrgud jätan alles ja kaalun mingi posti tegemist hiljem...

laupäev, 27. märts 2010

Sünnipäev....

Tulin onuga linna, sain maha raekoja platsis, helistasin Kaurile, kas ta gennis, ta vastas, et ta kuradisillal, sõnasin olgu ja läksin alkot ostma. Kõndisin KiisuMarketisse, ostsin 5 A. Le Coq Alexandrit....Suundusin kuradisillale. Jõudsin kohale. Jõime õlut, tegime suitsu. Raiko oli ärajoonud 2 siidrit ja ei püsind püsti, joomine jätkus, jutt samuti(Hiina+Google, 69 andsoon). Otsustasime keskkonda vahetada, Raiko tellis suure päevapitsa.
Läksime sellele järgi, Kaur plekkis ja suundusime Genni, Kaur ei suutnud oma nälga talitseda, andsime talle pitza tüki enne Genni jõudmist, kuna ta sünnipäeva laps. Gennis võtsime välja kaks alles jäänud õlut ja jõime. Kaur ja Raiko sõid pitsat. Kaur käis ja tõi endale kummeli teed....Siis tõi ta ka mulle ja Raikole.
Kohale jõudis Suss, ostsime õlut, joomine ja suitsetamine jätkus, liitus ka Koll, liitus ka Juss. Ilmusid tšikid, Kaur sai ostutšeki peale soditud kaardi =).... Käis läbi nali "head rahvusvahelist tuberkoloosi päeva"...Istusin sussi kõrval Koll otsustas Marijale peale neid sõnumeid helistada, Suss andis telefoni, Koll rääkis mingi loo???, andis Sussile, kes pidi selle mulle andma, kuid andis tagasi Kollile, loobusin telefonist ja ütlesin, et see antaks Kauri kätte, Istusin Kauri kõrvale ja arutasime midagi, kui Koll mind äkitselt telefoniga viskas, katsin kätega pead, ja minu käest põrkas see vastu Raikot....Mida Marija küll Kollile ütles :D????
Otsustasime Kauriga lahkuda, tõusime püsti ja läksime suitsuruumist välja. Raiko vaatas imeliku näoga, kuid jäi Tšikkidega. Meile järgnesid Koll ja Suss, leppisime kokku, et vahetame keskkonda ja otsustasime, et me sussiga lähme ees ja võtame raha välja, suundusime raekoja platsi, võtsime raha välja ja tagasi superalkosse, Kaur ostis sealt veini 3 pudelit, ühe punase 2 valget...Mina ja Suss ostsime suitsu.
Suundusime kuradisillale,Kaur helistas tšikkidele, et kuna nad tulevad ja ,et kuradisillal on poolkuu ja romantika... olime viimase pudeli poole peale jõudnud ja 2 tundi Tähtsest rääkinud, kui tšikk saabus ja me otsustasime illekasse minna...
Jõime illekas õlut ja Hotshote...Kaur kadus minu jaoks ootamatult....
Läksime edasi kuhugi Sussi sõbranna poole...Kuulasin Sussi ja seal pesitsenud tüübi vaidlust, viskasin pikali, vaatasin, kuidas Suss koeraga tülitseb, magasin. Ärkan selle peale kui Suss ja Koll mind tassivad ja Koll mu peaga seina taob =)....Viisid mu esikusse, panime siis riidesse, kell oli 6.00 või midagi....
Sammusime Annnelinna....

esmaspäev, 22. märts 2010

Stealing First Base

"I want you to act the same way two days in a row!"

I know what Bart feels.... I don't know either what a hell girls want....Oh god....NELSON has some sort of feelings???

In the crowded classroom, Bart is forced to sit by a new student named Nikki. At first they dislike each other, until Nikki admires Bart's artistic skills. Bart seeks romance advice from Homer, who passes him off to Grandpa Abe. Grandpa advises Bart to kiss Nikki. However, when Bart kisses Nikki after the two went skateboarding, she recoils in disgust. Nikki's parents, who are attorneys, threaten to sue the school unless it is declared an "affection-free environment." Bart is confused at the outcome of this seemingly innocent action, and his confusion is amplified when Nikki hides in his locker and kisses him again. Bart and Nikki have been watching this speech from the roof, and Bart confesses to Nikki that he does not understand her ever-changing moods. They argue and Bart stumbles and falls off the roof. Bart is not breathing, but the school's "no touch" policy prevents anyone from performing CPR. Nikki defies the policy and revives Bart (who, while unconscious, dreams a montage of kisses reminiscent of Cinema Paradiso). When Bart awakes, Nikki's mood changes yet again and Bart remains in a state of complete confusion over female behavior. In the last moments of their relationship, Nikki says she will never tell why she was Hot then Cold.

Mõned huvitavad ja vähem huvitvamad mõtted....




"Made by GOD!"

Noh, lihtsalt tuli mõte see siia üles panna.....Kahju, et läbi blogi ei saa mustikunsti teha.....

"For my next magic trick, I'll need a condom and a volunteer"...

It`s a basic truth of the human condition. That everybody lies.


There's a reason why children don't drink, don't vote and don't drive. They are IDIOTS!


Men should grow up!And dogs should stop licking themselves. It's not gonna happen!


Girls are complicated. The instruction manual that comes with girls is 800 pages,
with chapters 14, 19, 26 and 32 missing, and it's badly translated, hard to figure out.

Something in me says you shouldn't have toys.

All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt.

Anyone who says he can see through women is missing a lot.

I always wanted to be somebody, but now I realize I should have been more specific.

I love Mickey Mouse more than any woman I have ever known.

Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm schizophrenic, and so am I.




laupäev, 20. märts 2010

Pildikesed.....
















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Kaval nägu on pool võitu......














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