Wednesday, November 28, 2007

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I like Sesame Street. I like being a degenerate

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I was studying history and I quietly entered a silly question: How to write rebels?? (Which I have already solved, as you see) and then I was curious about Minutillo mavegar the net. Total that I even blog (Then I put the link) and found a very funny entry from which I had heard something. Link:

Like "Sesame Street." I like being a degenerate.

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Now I understand everything. Turns out the unwary in the 70 children who grew up watching Sesame Street were exposed to influences that would justify the terrible emotional and moral defects that define our lives. That would at least think now the guardians of virtue "made in USA", who have decided to classify "adults only" the first two seasons of the legendary children's series in its next edition on DVD. Okay, okay, no one gets out of today than Epi and Blas was more than friendship and that those cookies were carrying more than chocolate chips for Triqui cause spasms that caused him yes, but then to think that the mind of a preschool is so malleable as to condemn those who see comic to a life of vice and perversion, is an abyss, right? Or maybe yes, maybe the new generation who have grown up in the shadow of "political correctness" itself are as likely to be influenced and feet found that only cats have legs. Maybe it is not more than those scenes have been censored, but not just for preschoolers today, also for their parents, unable to understand a child to eat cookies without problems of conscience, but so happy to see a gun on the table of parents room ... Daniel

Anderson, who was assisting in the seventies to the team of Sesame Street and now works as a psychologist at the University of Massachusetts, writes about that "today's viewers have become hypersensitive. The writers of Sesame Street had no ulterior motives. Its Decisions were so innocent, and only then were questioned when they come into play the culture wars. His only condition was to flee the violence and not to write scripts to put in physical danger to children to copy them, as do a sketch in which put a bucket on his head and beat. " The issue goes beyond me, but I think journalists prefer to continue dealing with green and hairy types who eat with open mouth before thinking like them. I like being a degenerate.



on sight I said to my journal and it's really eske Bert and Ernie was something out loud ... so no longer think of these Americans ... Ke think?

Friday, November 23, 2007

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Requests for fics.

The first ten people to comment on this post, get a little fanfic written by me. In return, they must respond with this same meme in your own LJ. For

that putting ... as Ruki started this chain (not the hated bug?) Is asking for the cuastión fic and post in your juornal. I doubt that my fics attain 2 if they will be a miracle.

Finally you can ask me From Death Note



Naruto Harry Potter Nightmare Before Christmas


Bleach Samurai Champloo
Loveless Gravitation

Fruits Basket Fushigi Yuugi


And ta. I'm sorry but I'm not very geek eske compared with others ... I move in a very small ^ ^

PD.: Have you ever tried to check spelling? You go tropecientosmil failure. porke? eske the English reviews

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

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a mind to fill

Life may treat you badly,
people may treat you badly,
may "chance" to treat you bad
but it is better to smile


the other day asked me if I did not like Chiko Akel
made me laugh, that "chance"
today I am here, after reading some q x1
amused me kiss your mouth
2 strokes would give you hugs
3 showing
4 times on my joy and
the 5th symphony of my thoughts on the 6th

7 times I would tell the
8 letters of a
love you because you live 9 times and
10

die for you reminds me of when I was peke, is idiotic at the same

nice and funny, because before I used to listen to Dover and now I'm listening to "it's a small world"
(before before ), after listening to music before before Japanese

quality and now, now I look back and nose and what I see, too many things


that night in the moon cried because he was missing his other half
in the sky to scare the kids dropping
cobwebs on the light that fell all the tears shed
all written beautiful words were erased and written
not reach to be even half of what could have become the first
a mind blurred and tarnished entachonada
where finally everything has its place in it

202 rooms with staircase and
portal and the 201 a vacuum

a room to wait in the 103 to realize a dream and in the basement
the girl who cleans the place
the girl who yearns for a better job
where the atmosphere is not really a vulgar
green grass and blue sky and the sea
as lapis lazuli that his mother gave him
where the air is pink
and always always always be strawberry season