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As palavras são preciosas. Vamos desperdiçar palavras.

sábado, outubro 30, 2004

"If we let people see that kind of thing, there would never again be any war"

Pentagon official explaining why the U.S. military censored graphic footage from the Gulf War

sexta-feira, outubro 29, 2004

late at night

...chego a casa... confuso, desorientado, fraco. o dia foi longo e a noite seguia pelo mesmo caminho...
...chego a casa... fecho a porta com cuidado, dirijo-me instintivamente para a cozinha, não penso, apenas vou.
...chego a casa... meu corpo é guiado por uma vontade irresistível, por uma vontade, que, embora não a possa definir com clareza, sou forçado a satisfazê-la, é como se alguém me estivesse a controlar, como se fosse um boneco nas mãos de alguém muito superior a mim, Deus, talvez... talvez não.
...chego a casa... e passado algum tempo, dou comigo na cozinha, rodeado de migalhas, copos vazios, facas sujas, pacotes abertos, papéis amachucados, os meus dedos sujos... ahhhh... paz... finalmente!
o meu corpo lembra-me que existe e diz-me para me ir deitar, os meus olhos completam o pedido, as minhas pernas obedecem.



eu vou.







home made movie

the banana split assault!
zee cing ezz good! zee germans!

segunda-feira, outubro 25, 2004

AKUMA, the supreme master of the fist

when I walk, I walk alone
when I fight, I fight alone


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sexta-feira, outubro 22, 2004

Melhor declaração dos últimos dez anos.

"Como um macaco gosta de bananas, eu gosto de ti."
José Cid

click and listen









quinta-feira, outubro 21, 2004

eu cá não tiro boné nenhum!!!
mas foi uma bela chacina! ainda por cima a meio da semana...
caaaaaaaarne e saaaaaaaaaangue é sempre bom!!!!

quarta-feira, outubro 20, 2004

Tiremos o boné.

O chef faz 25.

life cycle

what say you? I say PARABÉNS!

terça-feira, outubro 19, 2004

We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out... Keep going!

smoke up, go down!

sandes impossível patrocinada po Farpalho

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nail me!

este gajo chama-se nail

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sexta-feira, outubro 15, 2004

the dead flag blues (intro)

the car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
and the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
and a dark wind blows
the government is corrupt
and we're on so many drugs
with the radio on and the curtains drawn

we're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
and the machine is bleeding to death

the sun has fallen down
and the billboards are all leering
and the flags are all dead at the top of their poles

it went like this:

the buildings tumbled in on themselves
mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble
and pulled out their hair

the skyline was beautiful on fire
all twisted metal stretching upwards
everything washed in a thin orange haze

i said : "kiss me, you're beautiful -
these are truly the last days"

you grabbed my hand and we fell into it
like a daydream or a fever

we woke up one morning and fell a little further down -
for sure it's the valley of death

i open up my wallet
and it's full of blood.

The Dead Flag Blues
f#a#oo
GYBE!

quinta-feira, outubro 14, 2004

A joke (by Zé Rieky)

Maria Madalena estava para ser apedrejada quando Jesus resolveu interceder a seu favor. Diante da multidão que ali estava, Jesus disse:
- Quem nunca errou, que atire a primeira pedra.
O português, presente em todos os lugares e épocas, empolgou-se, pegou num tremendo de um tijolo e explodiu na testa de Maria Madalena, que caiu redonda.
Jesus, muito entristecido, foi em direção ao portuga, olhou-o bem nos olhos e perguntou:
-Meu filho, diga-me a verdade, você nunca errou na sua vida?
O português:
-Desta distância não!

terça-feira, outubro 12, 2004

words of the fucked up mind

"Licore . Dr old fluiop. Liriog h loj gusti juri vilh v ultigu"


...no dia 1 de Maio de 2004, às 04:04:40


Sagnip, ganda homem...

segunda-feira, outubro 11, 2004

Creepy Crawl (phill core)

I can't change the exposed truth
God is gone, and never was, never will, never has been

...quando é o próximo?

o massacre de sabado a noite

it was loud and nasty... oh so much nasty!

quinta-feira, outubro 07, 2004

"...right. d'you wanna tell us that story?

yes, absolutely, i wouldn't mind telling you the story. erm...i went to court today for a speeding ticket, and i told the judge, erm..."let me tell you something, and you listen and you listen good, i'm only gonna say this one time and one time only, i don't repeat myself for nobody," i said. i says..."i'm here to pay a speeding ticket, not to listen to your lectures and hear you run your mouth for an hour." i says "i'm here to pay off my speeding ticket...and i'm here to get my fines out of the way and get the fuck to work." the judge says "you can't talk like that in my courtroom, you're in contempt of court." then i said...i told the judge, "if that's the best you can do, i feel sorry for you." i said "why don't you just shut your fucking mouth for once and listen." i said "i'm not gonna take any shit." i said "i'm gonna pay my speeding ticket like i said." i walked up to the god damn judge and i hand him my 25 dollars and i says "here's my money, now i am leaving."
and i left it at that...
...then, before i left, i turned around and told the judge "i'm here to state who i am and be honest with you." i said "if they thought i was dangerous on the road like you're trying to accuse me of, wouldn't they have taken my license when i first got it? yes they would. and the judge says "yeah, you have a point," he goes "you don't need to get loud," i said "don't get loud?" i says "i've got every right to get loud." i says "you can't do a god damn thing about it, because i'm expressing myself in your court, and there is nothing you can do about it. you think you're god because you have a robe and you can put people up the god damn river for 20 years? well you're not."
and i left it at that...

did you walk away?

yes i did...i don't like the judicial system, i don't like the government system, i don't like the police, i don't like anything to do with this country's government. i just don't like it, because...they're sneaky, like i said - they're deceitful, they're lying, they're cheats, the rip people off. that's the american government for you. america is a third world country, and people don't recognise it...and i think that that's pretty god damn sad, that they don't recognise their own country as a third world, third rate, third class slum.

well...d'you have any weapons?

yes, i do. i own a high-powered assault rifle, i own a 12-gauge double barrel shotgun, i own a regular shotgun, i own a regular hunting rifle, i own a 9 milimetre, a 357, a 45 handgun, a 38 special, and, erm...i own an m-16 fully automatic ground assault rifle... "

Godspeed You Black Emperor - bbf3

quarta-feira, outubro 06, 2004

Foda-se!

Shit mais para os matrecos e para o snooker!

Covo Porto!

Fucking weekend regado a grandes desenhos!

porto... tonico..........

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sexta-feira, outubro 01, 2004

...it'll be loud and nasty.


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