Friday, September 29, 2006

Snakes on a Plane



Façam um favor a vós próprios. Levantem os vossos cús preguiçosos do sofá, telefonem a uns amigos, have a few laughs, a few beers, neutralizem durante duas horas a vossa massa cerebral - se é que a têm - e rebolem de riso com SNAKES ON A MOTHERFUCKIN' PLANE !!!

PUB.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Donny



"Donny was a good bowler, and a good man...He was one of us...He was a man who loved the outdoors...and bowling...As a surfer, he explored the beaches of Southern California, from La Hoya down to Lillo Carillo and up to Pismo...He died...He died as so many men of his generation before his time...Donny who loved bowling...and Lord, you took him, as you took so many bright flowering young men, in Khe San, Lan Doc and Hill 364...these young men gave their lives...and so did Donny...Donny who loved bowling...and so, Theodore Donald Karabotsos, in according to what we think your dying whishes might have been, we commit your final mortal remains to the bosom of the Pacific Ocean, which you loved so well...Good Night Sweet Prince!"