Olha esta história que ê inventê: "Uma velha foi ao bar da FCMA (vai-te embora velha) e pede à amiga Isabel para lhe preencher o Euromilhões. Chega 6ªf, a Marisa Cruz (de Ermesinde) tira os números mágicos da tômbola e eis que a velha ganha 60.000€!!! Para agradecer à Isabel, a velha oferece-lhe o quê? UM PIJAMA, claro!!! Que boa prenda... olhem que o pijama não é daqueles rascos dos chineses, deve ser de algodão... dos ciganos da feira de Olhão... Esta semana vou lá pedir-lhe para me fazer o Euromilhões e ofereço-lhe umas meias... usadas... para ser mais barato! Vai-te embora velha!!! LoL
Of all the people in the world it's the French that we bite, 'Cause they are the people that we love to hate 'cause they turn up their noses at the rest of the crowd, And they love to say non very loud. Well they've got no sense of humour, their idea of a prank is to nuke the Polynisian, Rainbow Warror theysank, And they start wars in Ruanda to keep the French language alive, And when London won the olympic bid tears sprung from their eyes, Oh the French think they own Europe but they'll never understand that when Napolean lost at Waterloo and held up his hands,it was the end of the French as a world power, In history, they'd had their final hour. Because, they lost at Cresy, they lost at Agincourt, The whole world now speaks English and they lost at Singapore, And Every time they lose,Well those Frogs they croak, So FUCK 'EM, if they can't take a joke So do you feel sorry for the French Mai non, mai non Well, when pop and rock music in the 60's brought it on, We offer them the Beatles but they preferred the accordian, Now their wines are still good, But no longer truely great, and dispite what they believe their cusine is second rate, They go on strike and block the ports while you're on holiday, They pretend they can't speak English just to make you go away, Oh and deep down insde them that green eyed monster lurks, They're so easy to wind up,almost anything works. Just remind them That,They lost at Cresy, they lost at Agincourt, The whole world now speaks English and they lost at Singapore, And Every time they lose, Well those Frogs they croak, So FUCK 'EM, if they can't take a joke So do you feel sorry for the French Mai non, mai non They lost wars in Canade, India and the Sudan, They were chased out of Africa and in Mexico they ran, And In Vietnam they got their asses kick by Ho Chi Min, In fact it's only when they fight themselves that they ever win, But thank God for the French, That's what I say, 'cause without that bunch of losers the world would seems so grey, 'Cause they brighten up our lives with their pompous antics 'They really are a bunch of "Truely wonderful people" But, they lost at Cresy, they lost at Agincourt, The whole world now speaks English and they lost at Singapore, And Every time they lose, Well those Frogs they croak, So FUCK 'EM, if they can't take a joke So do you feel sorry for the French Well you have to really don't you.
E porque a cultura é importante (e porque me apetece), acho que devemos fazer referência àquele que foi o filme do ano, pelo menos lá para o pessoal de (b/h)ollywood..
Para quem ainda não viu, fica um pequeno resumo:
O moço, coitado, teve um infância difícil..
e fartou-se de levar porrada na vida..
mas tudo mudou quando ele ficou milionário..
... quando veio jogar para o Benfica!
E pronto, acabei de vos poupar 5 euros do bilhete do cinema!
Kitina ginastica-se no ginásio da quinta do eucalipto para lutar contra oFucus terrificus que assola o lab2.51 e contamina os seus PCRs!!
Os últimos dias tem sido de intenso treino, ao ponto de o Aurélio lhe treinar os abdominais na base do pontapé. Que é como quem diz: "Tens contaminação, então toma lá pontapé!"
Força Kitina, nós sabemos que esse treino vai-te ajudar a domar o Fucus terrificus, e já sabes, qualquer coisa que precises, nós não estamos cá!! Fomos de férias.