Ρε πού είναι τα μουνιά, δεν τα βλέπω.
Ρε πού είναι τα μουνιά, δεν τα βλέπω.
Εἶναι τἄχα σωστό, να παριστάνῃς τό μικρό και κελαρύζον ποταμάκι, ὅταν ἔχῃς τόν Αμαζόνιο στό στῆθος σου καί μέσα στ' ἀρχίδια σου φωτιά;
Ε,τι θες;Στη Σκωτια μενει ο ανθρωπος,οχι στο σεν τροπέ.
We work in the dark. We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us. But if a man's character is his fate, this fight is not a choice but a calling. Yet sometimes the weight of this burden causes us to falter, breaching the fragile fortress of our mind, allowing the monsters without to turn within. We are left alone staring into the abyss, into the laughing face of madness.
Eκτος κι αν τον ξερει κανεις, κι εγω αυτο νομιζω...οτι προσποιειται δηλαδη
Oτι μου ειπανε σας λεω.Και γω το ιδιο νομιζα,σας ειπα ειναι επαγγελματιας μακιγιερ και ειναι fresh.Τωρα αμα ειναι τοσο καλος ηθοποιος μπραβο του,και στην τελικη χεστηκαμε,στηριζουμε/γουσταρουμε anyway.
Last edited by UC.Hammer; 01-07-2009 at 20:39.
τι ειναι αυτα γαμω την παναγιαρα σας
ΣΠΙΝΤ ΜΕΤΑΛ ΧΛΕΠΕΣ ΣΤΟΥΣ ΜΠΟΥΛΗΔΕΣ ΤΟΥ ER
ΟΥΖΟ-ΘΡΑΣ-ΜΠΟΥΡΔΕΛΟ-ΣΑΜΑΤΑΣ
Λιωνω! χαχχα!
Τhe most annoying sound in the world
build your tether rain-out from your fragments
Ποσο γαμει το living color?![]()
man has known and now he's blown it upside down and hell's the only sound,
we did an awful job and now they say it's nobody's fault
Interviewer : How does it feel to be the greatest guitarist in the world ?
Jimmy Hendrix : I don't know, go ask Rory Gallagher.
πω, oblivion. με ψήνεις να το ξανασυνεχισω τωρα, εξεταστικες και αρχιδια, πουταναολα.
We work in the dark. We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us. But if a man's character is his fate, this fight is not a choice but a calling. Yet sometimes the weight of this burden causes us to falter, breaching the fragile fortress of our mind, allowing the monsters without to turn within. We are left alone staring into the abyss, into the laughing face of madness.
αυτό το παμε?
We work in the dark. We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us. But if a man's character is his fate, this fight is not a choice but a calling. Yet sometimes the weight of this burden causes us to falter, breaching the fragile fortress of our mind, allowing the monsters without to turn within. We are left alone staring into the abyss, into the laughing face of madness.
αλλ τιμε κλασσικ