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Thursday, June 22, 2006

Girl Stuff ^^




miren muchachas lo ke encontreee!!! ^^
ke epokas por dios cuanod Chachi nos llevaba al teatro a ver cosas tan wenas como Chicago, lastima ke en ese momento no lo supe apreciar del todo y me tire en el piso de la ultima fila con Bonola a compartir caramelos (¿?¿?) y me perdi una cancion... lo juro, ke mal ke mal...
se acuerdan ke estaba daniela (la de nico) y actuaba de la hungara rubia y moria, ke triste, y eso ke era not guilty...

en fin, no me puedo referir a este video sin hacer alusion a KE TANTO ME PERDI EL ULTIMO AÑO DE COLEGIO Y LA FIESTA EDUCACION FISICA... ke lastima...
yo keria hacer de la minita ke dice "Lipschitz" porke es igual a Yamila Vogue
<< eye roll >>

siempre me gusto la letra, como idria Poshines, es re Girl Powa (¿?¿?)

weno, aca se las dejo, para ke recuerden y para hacer tiempo en el blog hasta el sabado ke volvemos a copar la casa de Efe...
...no?

...

Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunkyak: Uh Uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!

He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same!

Liz: Pop
Annie: Six
June: Squish
Hunkyak: Uh Uh
Velma: Cicero
Mona: Lipschitz!

Liz:
You know how people
have these little habits
That get you down. Like Bernie.
Bernie liked to chew gum.
No, not chew. POP. So I came home this one day,
And I am really irritated, and i'm
looking for a little bit of sympathy
and there's Bernie layin'
on the couch, drinkin' a beer
and chewin'. No, not chewin'.
Poppin'.
So, I said to him,
I said, "You pop that
gum one more time..."
and he did.
So I took the shotgun off the wall
and I fired two warning shots...
...into his head.


Annie:
I met Ezekiel Young from
Salt Lake city about two years ago,
and he told me he was single
and we hit it off right away.
So, we started living together.
He'd go to work, he'd come home, I'd
fix him a drink, We'd have dinner.
And then I found out,
"Single" he told me?
Single, my ass. Not only
was he married
...oh, no, he had six wives.

One of those Mormons, you know. So that
night, when he came home from work, I fixed him his drink as usual.
You know, some guys just can't hold
their arsenic.


June:
Now, I'm standing in the kitchen
carvin' up the chicken for dinner,
minding my own business,
and in storms my husband Wilbur,
in a jealous rage.
"You been screwin' the milkman,"
he says. He was crazy
and he kept on screamin',
"you been screwin the milkman."
And then he ran into my knife.
He ran into my knife ten times!


Hunkyak: (en hunagro)
Mit kersek, en itt? Azt mondjok, hogy a hires lakem lefogta a ferjemet en meg
lecsaptam a fejet. De nem igaz, en artatlan
vagyok. Nem tudom mert mondja
Uncle Sam hogy en tettem. probaltam
a rendorsegen megmayarazni de nem ertettek meg...
June: Yeah, but did you do it?
Hunkyak: UH UH, not guilty!

Velma:
My sister, Veronica and
I had this double act
and my husband, Charlie,
used to travel round with us.
Now, for the last number in our act,
we did these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row
One,two,three,four,five...splits, spread eagles,
back flips,flip flops, one right after the other.
So this one night before the show we're down at the hotel Cicero,the three of us,boozin', havin' a few laughs and
we ran out of ice, so I go out to get some.
I come back, open the door, and there's Veronica and
Charlie doing Number Seventeen: the spread eagle!

Well, I was in such a state of shock,
I completely blacked out. I can't remember a thing.
It wasn't until later,
when I was washing the blood off my hands
I even knew they were dead.


Mona:
I loved Al Lipschitz
more than I can possibly say.
He was a real artistic guy...
sensitive... a painter.
But he was always trying
to find himself.
He'd go out every night
looking for himself
and on the way
he found Ruth,
Gladys,
Rosemary and Irving.

I guess you can say we broke
up because of artistic differences.
He saw himself as alive
and I saw him dead.



*no se porke pero puse mis partes favoritas en negrita... siempre me gustaron los remates de las diferentes historias!
En fin...

saludos,
Wabi!

5 Comments:

  • At 10:49 PM, Blogger V said…

    buenisimo
    they had it comin'!!!

    me gustaria saber q dice la q esta en otro idioma...ojala amorir cumpla mi deseo....

     
  • At 10:55 PM, Blogger PrîNÇê§Ä Ðë |_ç TïnîÈßlå$ said…

    i know, i´m god:

    the hungarian translates to:

    "What am I doing here? They say, the famous Hungarian police, that I killed my husband. But I didn't do it, I am not guilty. I can't believe that Uncle Sam says I did it. They say I did it, but really I...."

     
  • At 10:58 PM, Blogger V said…

    graciasss
    un deseo menos x cumplir!

     
  • At 10:58 PM, Blogger PrîNÇê§Ä Ðë |_ç TïnîÈßlå$ said…

    no puedo evitar leer la traduccion como en extranjero

    "guot am ai duin jierrrr. dei sei feimooossss hungaaRRian polís..."

    etc etc

    NOT GUILTY

     
  • At 1:23 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    jajaja mal yo tambien tenia ese deseo .. amorir es casi como julian weich y te cumple los sueños ... bueno ahora tinelli tambien los cumple, que rip off.

    bueno .. la verdad gran post .. me acuerdo como si fuera ayer del san lucho cultural .. ibamos a ver chicago, cuando fuimos a ver chicago yo me pinte mucho creo .. y cuando fuimos a ver romeo y julieta me puse las botas negras de flor cambrea esas re abrigadas que tenia de kickers.

    en fin .. memories .. glad you can enjoy them now anirah

     

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