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hitno mi je potreban gusarski brod
zove me pucina
ako se budem udavala, udacu se na jednom takvom brodu iz 17. veka



a vi tipovi????

jel imate neke blesave zelje

ili sta ste ludo uradili u svom yivotu
 
Enfroz2891.:
Ne razumem,shta je:"nisi gledao"?
Ma pusti dzonketa, aj ce se sve napijemo.
Mozda ces onda prestati da napadash jadnu zenu.
*******, uvek te privlachili sivi kaputi....

Chekaj, neka stvar koju sam uradio....
kladio sam se sa jednom debelom zenkom da cu je moci nositi na grbachi 3km
posle sam tri meseca ishao na kineziterapiju....
 
Ej svaka cast za mort rejnija, sjajan izbor...

Imam zelju da krenem sam na neko totalno neisplanirano putovanje po svetu.
Bez prtljaga, izuzev jedne akt-tashne. Na raskrscima bacam novcic da li levo ili desno i prepustam se putevima, raspolozenjima i slucajnostima.
I tako, besciljno kretanje, odsustvo bilo kakvog smisla, uokvirenosti, jedno totalno nedefinisano i promenljivo stanje ali da spolja pred drugima ne delujem sumnjivo vec da ostavljam utisak kao da tacno znam sta radim, gde idem, ma najuobicajenije poslovno putovanje...

A od onog sto sam radio, najludjim smatram dogadjaje u kojima sam iznenadio samog sebe. Npr kad sam pre nesto godina skocio iz camca na pucini i uronio nekih metar ispod vode, i umesto da zaplivam ka povrsini javila mi se zelja da nastavim ka dole. I onda sam zastao u toj dilemi gde da idem a voda je vrsila sve veci pritisak, na kraju sam naravno vecinski prelomio da krenem navise. Ali dilema koja se pojavila me iznenadila, doslo mi posle toga da sebi persiram, koliko se slabo poznajem.
 
Uh kakvu silnu zelju gajim...
Zeninoj majci bih rekao da ne ume da kuva i da joj je sve neslano i cudno, a ocu... da je dosadan i da najvise mrzim posle neslanog rucka da sedim sa njim i pricam o globalnim glupostima. A onda bih im smotao po jednu da vidim kakvi su kada se napuse...
 
irenavanessa:
hitno mi je potreban gusarski brod
zove me pucina
ako se budem udavala, udacu se na jednom takvom brodu iz 17. veka



a vi tipovi????

jel imate neke blesave zelje

ili sta ste ludo uradili u svom yivotu

Ima ovde jedan kapetan, javi mu se. Možda ti obezbedi taj brod. A i avatari vam liče. Gle eto sudbine! :D
 
Zamenila sam otirače svim stanovima u ulazu.
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@random_cloud_form
svidja mi se tvoj plan za puteshestvije oko sveta
i ono da iygleda kao da znas sta radis

e, ne treba mi taj kapetan jer planiram sama da upravljam brodom
ostali inventar koji nudite mi dobro dodje

evo jedne moje ludosti
pet dana pred prijemni za faks otisla sam na turneju sa KUD-om(mada sam znala da necu spavati verovatno dva sata ukopno za sve to vreme, vratila se jutro pred prijemni, i bila druga na listi

i nesto sitno
obucem se u razne prasnjave krpe, da me niko u mom malom mestu ne pozna, stavim crne cvike, sesir i picim ulicama sa muzikom u zavisnosti od raspolozenja
 
Arrrrr, yer scurvy dogs! Get back on deck or i will blast your head with marlin spike! Bloody lazy bastard, next time you'll be exploring Davy Jones locker! Bunch of drunk dogs and ugly lass! Yaaaaar!
 
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten;
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like break o'day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of the whole ship's list
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore
Where the scullion's axe his cheek had shore
And the scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay, and the soggy skies
Dripped down in up-staring eyes
In murk sunset and foul sunrise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the murder mark!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers' glut with a rotting red
And there they lay, aye, damn my eyes
Looking up at paradise
All souls bound just contrawise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of 'em good and true
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev'ry man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest of Spanish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold,
And they lay there that took the plum
With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

More was seen through a sternlight screen
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chartings undoubt where a woman had been
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
'Twas a flimsy shift on a bunker cot
With a dirk slit sheer through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot
Oh was she wench or some shudderin' maid
That dared the knife and took the blade
By God! she had stuff for a plucky jade
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight
With twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
And we heaved 'em over and out of sight,
With a Yo-Heave-Ho! and a fare-you-well
And a sudden plunge in the sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
 
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