[2008-10-03 14:06:50]

Mam znakomitą parasolkę, wyrób krajowy, kupiłam w centralnym domu towarowym. Śmiało więc mogę wyruszyć za miasto

[2008-10-03 13:49:09]

We train young men to drop fire on people. But their commanders won't allow them to write "fuck" on their airplanes because it's obscene!

[2008-10-03 13:47:25]

The horror... the horror...

[2008-10-03 13:41:21]

Kilgore: Smell that? You smell that? Lance: What? Kilgore: Napalm, son. Nothing in the world smells like that. [kneels] Kilgore: I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' dink body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...

[2008-09-18 12:10:19]

When in doubt... fuck.

[2008-07-03 12:01:52]

This is my rifle. There are many like it but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my rifle is useless. Without my rifle I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy, who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. Before God I swear this creed: my rifle and myself are defenders of my country, we are the masters of our enemy, we are the saviors of my life. So be it, until there is no enemy, but peace. Amen.

[2008-04-15 15:32:56]

Rosną w Polsce domy Z czerwoniutkiej cegły Domy wznosi piekarz Bo w tej pracy biegły Handel Zagraniczny Rozwijają zduni Znają koninktury Z gawędzeń babuni Domy, mosty, szkoły To domena szewców A z krawców się robi Zwycięstwa ich piewców

[2008-04-15 15:21:29]

Zna go dobrze Warszawa: Pożyczał - nie oddawał, Nasienie drańskie;

[2008-03-13 15:08:31]

najbardziej lubię wizualizować sobie ostateczny krach systemu korporacji

[2007-08-02 16:25:11]

Edyp spotyka Syzyfa. Edyp: "Yo rollingstone". Syzyf: "Yo motherfucker".

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