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Não… não é o Rogério Ceni… Este tem bem mais estilo… Mais presença na área e sabe atacar a bola com a cabeça como ninguém…

Acho que ainda pode ensinar umas coisitas a muitos pontas de lança pelo mundo fora… ihihihih…

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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Na(s) categoria(s): Desporto, Futebol, Humor
Data do post: Thu, 31 January 2008 at 23:29 pm
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Amante da Microsoft

Palavras para quê… Aqui está a prova que só um louco pode gostar amar a Microsoft….

Agora já não podem dizer que não tenho a minha cota parte de razão quando digo o que digo ;) É tão bom ter razão e quando há alguém para suportar a minha razão ihihih…

E fico-me por aqui já que alguém me ajudou na parte de argumentação… E contra factos… não há argumentos… Pelo menos é o que costumam dizer…

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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Na(s) categoria(s): Computer, Humor, Windows
Data do post: Mon, 28 January 2008 at 0:33 am
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Apanhados Japoneses (Mais um…)

Os Japoneses são mesmo tramados para apanhados… Impossível não rir a ver isto…

Mas que situação constrangedora LOL…

Agora só fica a questão.. “Onde terá parado o último!!!” ihihih

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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DJ Khaled, Akon & TI - We Takin’ Over

Que dizer… Uma música que junta Akon e TI só podia dar um belo som, com uma batida agradável… E porque não falar de Fat Joe… Já fazia algum tempo que não o ouvia.. ;)…

Letra

We Takin Over
[Akon:]
Oh, oh

[Khaled:]
DJ Khaled!

[Akon:]
Konvict Music, yeah

[Khaled:]
We the best
We takin’ over
Listennn!

[T.I.:]
Ay, ay
Started in Atlanta, then I spread out and had sex with a lot of people South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi
On to North Carolina, Phildelphia and Virginia
From down in Miami where it warm in the winter
On up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter
Jackson then Tallahassee, Memphis, Tenn. holla at me
Me in H-Town, Southside, Cloverland daddy
I’m the man out in Dallas, better ask Khaled
Kept me out in Cali with my eyes open barely

Blowin’ases and spinnin’,sayeemk mudsgag goin’ down Bennett
Drop six-fo’, three-wheel then switch it
Red light stop, make it drop for the bitches
Got a glock fo’-fifth, blow your head off wit’ it
Anything you hear that I said, I meant it
King got the crown then sped off it wit’ it
Say you need bricks, I said I get it

[Akon:]
If you want to, we can supply you
Got enough work, to feed the whole town
They won’t shoot you, unless you try to
Come around and try to stomp on our ground
‘Cause we takin’ over, one city at a time
Said we takin’ over, one city at a time
Said we takin’ over, one city at a time
Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

[Rick Ross:]
Triple C, Black Flag
We rich, yeah

[Khaled:]
Listennn!

[Rick Ross:]
Boss, it’s what I does
I get money everyday, everyday I does
That Benz, is how I ride
Black flag on the left, two hoes and ride
You better, move! Ak all day
Get shot up like Shyne, that’s on my niece
I’m B.I.G. like Diddy
Damn it, I’m wit’ it
Khaled we did it, Biggie of my city
Please no fitted, fuck it, I’m too pretty
The [?] can get [?], stupid, I’m silly
Money that come, runnin’ like water
Mami so hot, damn it, she gorgeous
Miami on fire, you better be, cautious
Might get shot on the porch of your fortress
Now they see that you know I’m from Port City
I run in ’cause Rick Ross is boss shit

[Akon:]
‘Cause we takin’ over, one city at a time
Said we takin’ over, one city at a time
Said we takin’ over, one city at a time
Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

[Fat Joe:]
Cribs Mania
Khaled!
BX, TS nigga

[Khaled:]
Listennn!

[Fat Joe:]
Blat, when you see Crack, better duck
Like the mac gotta ease past, nigga what
Shit, I don’t give fuck, I run these streets
Y’all talk that shit, I want that beef
I’ma tell you like a g told me
They’ll come back quick if a nigga O.D
Cash Rule Everything Around Me
I’m YSL, Versace
You could see me in that Porsche GT
Comin’ down Sunset, sittin’ on D’s
Feelin’ like ‘Pac, All Eyez On Me
Fresh bandana and I’m blowin’ mad trees
Nigga please, I spit crack every verse a ki
Some say Khaled, some say Colli
Twelve years down and I’m finally free, crack!

[Akon:]
If you want to, we can supply you
Got enough work, to feed the whole town
They won’t shoot you, unless you try to
Come around and try to stomp on our ground
‘Cause we takin’ over, one city at a time
Said we takin’ over, one city at a time
Said we takin’ over, one city at a time
Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

[Khaled:]
Listennn!

[Birdman:]
Birdman daddy, I’m number one
Nigga came at me wrong so we got him done
Fuckin’ with the fam’, I’ma give him son
Spent that co’ner, he didn’t run
Sunday had a whole church singin’ a song
“Why’d they have to send my baby home?”
Fuckin’ with some nigga, that paper long
Been a g in the game now my son on the throne

[Lil Wayne:]
I am the beast
Feed me rappers or feed me beats
I am untamed, I need a leash
I am insane, I need a shrink
I love brain, I need a leech
Why complain on easy streets?
I don’t even talk, I let the Visa speak
And I like, my spite ease the peak
And my wrist special par but the mule is cooler
I have more jewels than your jeweler
Touch and I will bust, you’re a do-er
That’s a bullethole, it is not a tumor
Red like red like stop your rumors
I stay on track like a box of Pumas
Now just r-r-rock with Junior
I am the little big Kahuna, y’dig?

[Akon:]
‘Cause we takin’ over, one sexy lady at a time

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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Data do post: Sun, 27 January 2008 at 22:46 pm
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Slimmy - Beatsound Loverboy

E aqui vai mais uma música… De um artista português…

Simplesmente deliciosa e viciante (a música… OK?!!! :-P)

Letra

I’ve been around here since 4.am
Teardrops swollen, falling down again, in my eyes
They fall tonight
It’s beyond what real life is,
Being divine is feeling like this
On again, I’m born again..

And I’m a boy who needs a girl
The one who can rule the world
And I’m a boy who needs a girl, girl, girl
Who wants to rule my world, my world, my world

I rest my body in some crooked crosses
Hypnotized by my twisted gossips, out of time
I mean, out of my mind
And if I change your life with my six string noises

I deserve a prize and some gold medal trophies
I can’t buy, but you can try
I’m prepared for a million losses but it can’t be you

And I’m a boy and she’s a girl
The one who can rule the world
And I’m a boy who needs a girl, girl, girl
Who wants to rule my world, my world, my world

All in all we’re young and we can climb up walls
I’m stuck and I won’t get out
These words are here to show
How I really am behind this glam

All in all we’re young and we can climb up walls
I’m up and I wont come down
These words are here to show
How I really am behind this glam

And I ask to the sun, if I’ll still find anyone

I’m a boy who needs she’s a girl
The one who can rule the world
I’m a boy who needs a girl
Who wants to rule my world, my world, my world
Who wants to rule my world

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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Data do post: Wed, 23 January 2008 at 23:20 pm
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Três morcegos…

Estavam três morcegos a voar, quando um deles mergulha na escuridão da noite. Quando volta, tem a cara toda vermelha. Perguntam os outros dois:

- Que fizeste? Que fizeste?
- Estão a ver aquela árvore ali?
- Estamos.
- E a rapariga deitada à beira?
- Também.
- Pois foi a ela que tirei sangue.

Continuaram então a voar, quando o segundo também mergulhou na escuridão da noite. Quando volta, também tem a cara vermelha. Perguntam os outros dois:

- Que fizeste? Que fizeste?
- Estão a ver aquele poço ali?
- Estamos.
- E aquele homem deitado no chão à beira?
- Também.
- Pois foi a ele que eu tirei sangue.

Continuaram novamente a voar, quando o terceiro mergulha na escuridão da noite. Quando volta, também tem a cara vermelha. Perguntam os outros dois:

- Que fizeste? Que fizeste?
- Viram aquele semáforo ali atrás?
- Vimos.
- Pois eu não.

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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Data do post: Wed, 23 January 2008 at 22:49 pm
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Sem resposta…

O marido acorda, vira para a mulher, dá um beliscão na bunda dela e diz:
- Se você fizesse exercício para firmar essa bundinha, poderíamos nos livrar dessa calcinha!

A mulher se controlou e achou que o silêncio seria a melhor resposta.

No outro dia, o marido acorda, dá um beliscão nos seios da mulher e diz:
- Se você conseguisse firmar esses peitinhos poderíamos nos livrar desse sutiã!

Aquilo foi o limite, e o silêncio definitivamente não seria uma resposta.
Então ela se virou, agarrou no pênis do marido e disse:
- Se você conseguisse firmar esse pauzinho, poderíamos nos livrar do carteiro, do jardineiro, do personal trainner e do meu chefe…

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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Viva a originalidade…

E para não estragar o momento vou-me remeter ao silêncio…

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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Queda em directo na TVI

Eu não acredito nisto… Não é que o vocalista do Squeeze Theeze Pleeze cai do palco na tv portuguesa e eu não sabia!!!

Pelo menos deu para ver que estava a cantar em play back… Sim… porque ele caiu mas a música continuou como se nada tivesse passado… LOL

Para terminar so tenho a dizer… É só estilo ihihihih… Ou não…

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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Mark Ronson feat. Amy Winehouse - Valerie (Baby J Remix)

Já era víciado nesta música… E ainda mais fiquei quando ouvi este remix…

Um bom som… Depois de uma bela (para não dizer outra coisa) tarde a olhar para teoria de jogos… sabe bem relaxar um pouco e ouvir música…

Letra


Valerie…
Yeah, Mark Ronson, Amy Winehouse
Valerie…
This is a Baby J. Refix

Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water
And I think of all the things,
What you’re doing and in my head I make a picture
Cause your since I’ve come on home, well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress

Won’t you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why won’t you come on over Valerie

(3x)
Valerie…

(Rukus)
Wanna know the reason why
Prove me, not lie
Follw me the best, when the best be a try
To oversight the meaning, find a seaming got me feeling
And ima tired runking like a skank upon a ceiling
Reach you for the sky
Feel ya come by
I wonder how ya been
Cause I ain’t seen you since July
I really like you body
To see you keep up style
So won’t you come on over let me show your bodys why

(Precha)
Hey, she hit the mall away
So she came on over
I told you she’s a hot chick Valerie
Yo, she is gorgeous
Her style is flawless
She says she knows it ‘cause her head’s enormous
She’s on an ego trip
Cause that she’s so thick
And the worst thing you know is she knows it
With a top hair of memories
I would gladly be, the only one person to call off for Valerie

(Amy)
Since I’ve come on home, well my body’s been a mess
And I’ve missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress
Won’t you come on over
Stop making a fool out of me
Why won’t you come on over Valerie

(2x)
Valerie…

(Alex Blood)
Take 2 with the sum of my day
I’m busting burst with Amy Winehouse and Baby J.
We gonna wake up and let them know we don’t play
From Crem da Crem, from the rap city on the UK
See, they don’t know ‘bout a man like me
Alex B-L- double O D from D E
You can call me A.B.
Caught the game rehab like Amy
To sing a word to Valerie

(Malik)
Why come Valerie?
It’s been a long time
Me and Amy is waiting for you to arrive
From 19 now long to say the least
From the U.K. streets my names Malik
True I miss you, this agony makes me choose to sing the blues Ms. Valerie
From M H brought to you good sense
Check the color of my car with blue prints I’m here…

(Amy)
(4X)
Valerie…

Oooh, Valerie…
Valerie..

Autor: DuArtE_m.
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