Dedicated to Caro

Pour toi ma tarte pouet, ma rennoise, mon petit cul…j’avais promis, je n’ai qu’une parole
Les voilà, les bottes “johnny”, les bottes qui te font briller en soirée surtout quand t’es ivre…

Hugo the Hippo

Vieille série US apparement pour les enfants (?)
J’emets des doutes sur la camisole chimique entourant les créateurs de cette série, que ce soit au niveau des effets visuels ou de la chanson, bref un grand moment vintage:

Un site qui est bien

ICI

I miss you now

Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings expose?
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just cant function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again

Bonjour le monde

John Hodge a dit:

Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself.

Choose your future.

Choose life.