Agosto 2003 fizemos churrasquinho no Rio Furelos e quando a gente estava indo embora, teve alguns que foram pegar um banho na piscina…Alguem ligou para a “Garda Civil” e lá os que non fizemos nada dando o DNI pra eles…ao final como a coisa nao foi a mais, ficamos com eles 2h falando e quase faltou beber pinga…Minhas costas nao sao as mesmas desde esse dia, para mostra, essa foto…
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Scotland Yard acaba de fazer publica a foto do que posivelmente seja, até hoje, o retraro mais fiel do Jack “O Estripador”. A verdade é que como seguidor do Freddie Mercury, ao ver a foto no jornal Elpais.es pois asociei-a com ele. Nao sei se o parecido é pouco acertado, mas acho que pode passar al menos para fazer uma piadinha…
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Retrato Robô do Jack The Ripper
Como xa é habitual, al menos durante unas 2-3 veces ao ano, aqui está meu brother na TVG falando sobre Internet e o seu futuro no Reino de Galicia…
Si, si, si SOMOS DE MILLÍ !!!!!!!!!
Programa Rec Camara TVG 18-11-2006:
Programa Rec Cámara TVG 18-03-2006
Noticia de 20minutos.es: (05/11/2006)
Liberados otros 1.500 visones en una granja de Ourense
En el municipio de Xinzo de Limia.
Depois dessa nova, aqui temos fotos daquela noite no presidio…
Já faz um mês que Kelalo foi lá mas é agora quando me enviou a foto “tao esperada” por todo nós… Espero que al menos passasse uma boa semana pelas terras bávaras !!!
Quem sabe quando ele vai voltar… Será com seus amiguinhos de Millí ??? Quem sabe!
Um saudinho meu amigo…
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Esta é a verdadeira historia do conto tradicional infantil…escoitade:
Letra:
“(Spoken
Why don’t you, sit right back,
and I, I may tell you, a tale.
A tale of three, little pigs,
and a BIG, BAD, WOLFFF.
Well the first little piggy, well he was kinda hick.
He spent most of his days, just a dreamin of the city.
And then one day, he bought a guitar.
He moved to Hollywood, to become a star.
But, living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city.
Built his house out of straw, what a pity.
And then one day, jammin on some chords,
along came the wolf, knocking on his door.
(Chorus)
Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in.
NOT BY THE HAIR OF MY CHINNY, CHIN, CHIN!!
Little Pig, Little Pig, let me in.
NOT BY THE HAIR OF MY CHINNY, CHIN, CHIN!!
Well I’m huffin, I’m puffin, I’ll blow your house in.
Huffin, puffin, blow your house in.
Huffin, puffin, blow your house in.
Huffin and a puffin and I’ll blow your house in!!!
Well the second little piggy, well he was kinda stoked.
He spent most of his time just a gone just smokin.
Huffin and a puffin down on Venice Beach.
Getting paid money for religious speech.
He built his shelter from what he garbage picked.
Mostly made up of old cans and sticks.
Then one day he was cranking out Bob Marley,
and along came the Wolf on his big bad Harley.
(Chorus)
Well the third little piggy, the grade A student.
His daddy was a rock star, named Pig Nugent.
Earned his Masters Degree, from Harvard College.
Built his house from his architect knowledge.
A tri-level mansion, Hollywood Hills.
Daddy’s rock stardom, paid for the bills.
And then one day came the old house smasher
the BIG BAD WOLF THE LITTLE PIGGY SLASHER.
(Chorus)
Well the big bad Wolf,
well he huffed, and he puffed, all that he could.
And low and behold the little piggy’s house stood.
IT’S MADE OUT OF CONCRETE! the little piggy shouted.
The wolf just frowned, as he pouted.
So they called nine-eleven, like any piggy would.
The sent out RAMBO, just as fast, as they could.
(Rambo)
YO, WOLF-FACE, I’M YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, YOUR ASS IS MINE!!!
Well the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see.
So thats to end the story, for you and me.
If you still give a listen, you just may, here a big wolf or little piggy say.
(Chorus)
And the moral of the story is, ‘ A band with no talent can easily amuse
idiots, with a stupid, puppet show.”
Nao é um Porsche nem uma Ferrari…Ele é um Opel Kadett…Meu Deus quem iria pensar! Todo o mundo esperando pelo Schumacher ou Alonso…mas será que o dono desse carro é o Rubinho mesmo??? Vamos investigar…
