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[Zombie_]

E ele diz alguma coisa de jeito?

[Cthulhu_Dawn]

E ele diz alguma coisa de jeito?

Muitas vezes são esses que dão as melhores citações...

[Xhara]

E ele diz alguma coisa de jeito?

Muitas vezes são esses que dão as melhores citações...

Por melhores, dizes mais engraçadas, right?

[Cthulhu_Dawn]

E ele diz alguma coisa de jeito?

Muitas vezes são esses que dão as melhores citações...

Por melhores, dizes mais engraçadas, right?

Right. Má escolha do vocábulo

[Zombie_]

Sim, porque de poético ou inteligente...

[DechristianizeR]

Arthur Leigh Allen, em pé a por de volta o relógio Zodiac no pulso, calmamente a dar baile á polícia depois de ser interrogado, no filme Zodiac.

"I look forward to the day when police officers are no longer referred to as pigs." supermassive

Os três policias sentados a olharem para ele. Um diz...
"Thank you!"

[otnemeM]

Nyman's "The Heart Asks Pleasure First" was covered by the Finnish symphonic metal band Nightwish. Nyman refused it to be released.

[Zombie_]

[Flashback-13]

"A melhor maneira de acabar com os fogos florestais, e acabar com as florestas" George W. Bush

"Deem-me uma equipa a serio, e vão ver do que eu sou capaz" Domingos Paciencia (ainda na Academica)

[Shore]

"Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent. "

Friedrich Nietzsche

[Some Dude]

"Deem-me uma equipa a serio, e vão ver do que eu sou capaz" Domingos Paciencia (ainda na Academica)

A Académica é uma equipa a sério!

[gualt3r]

'Never happened. Dave kicked everyone out of Metallica and changed the name to Megadeth'

[diabox]

:x

"Deem-me uma equipa a serio, e vão ver do que eu sou capaz" Domingos Paciencia (ainda na Academica)

A Académica é uma equipa a sério!

bem a sério

[otnemeM]

This one time, I got extremely drunk with a friend of mine and ended up in the East Village getting Belgian Frittes at 4 am and having a long rambling drunk heart to heart with some really hot chick who was in some Broadway musical… She was one of those extremely beautiful women who you know you just have absolutely no shot with, so there’s no pressure. She was there with her brother, and I’m charming and hilarious and things are going awesome - but again, I have no shot, so whatever.

Suddenly, somehow, my buddy disappears, and her brother isn’t there anymore, and this girl and I are completely alone. We leave the Frittes place, and for once, the East Village is completely empty - no cars, no people, just us. It was magical. Realizing how hot she was and how late it was, I mumbled something about having to get home, and started to stumble away. She called after me, “Wait! Take my number!”, came over and scribbled on the back of a receipt, then stuffed it into my pocket. Stunned, I was like “uh, thanks.”

She grabbed my arm just as the wind blew a strand of her hair into her eyes in a perfectly beautiful way, and as she brushed it back behind her ear, she looked deep into my eyes, searching for something. Time seemed to slow down as the two of us stood there, huddled together in the early morning darkness, just looking at one another, not speaking. Suddenly, I was completely sober. My heart was racing. My stomach was leaping. The planets were aligned and all was right with the world. She leaned her head close to mine and whispered “Tell your friend to call me sometime”.

in http://aaronbleyaert.tumblr.com/post/392507748

[meninobesta]

'At Tilsit, in a review for the sovereigns, Tsar Alexander, while viewing the Old Guard pass in review, asked Marshal Ney where were the men who had given the French Guardsmen such terrible facial scars. Ney's reply was blunt and succinct: 'Sire, they are all dead.'

Ney >>>>>>>>>>>>> Chuck Norris!