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words of life: General Napkin Etiquette

joelskim:

If you are at a restaurant with a cloth or very sturdy paper napkin:

Don’t unfold it and cover your lap. It’s not an apron, after all, and what you’re communicating is that you’re not competent enough in using silverware to keep food from splattering on your clothes. Definitely don’t tuck it into…

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Warning by TulgaT 

(lyrics)

Verse 1
A pencil to a paper is like a spark to a gasoline/
But the fake Ricky Martin made it softer with vaseline/
Tiny minds, needs 99 stabwounds/
Like a needle to a tattoo gotchu stuck like a statue/
So if you act rude, I will smash you/
Pack you into a canned food and eat you like a mackerel/
Your shit is too weak to drop, too fragile/
You ain’t got the balls to do this and I got 2 handfulls/
1st off, I don’t fucking understand you/
And even if I did, I’ll still getchu dismantled/
So come on in, let us begin the torment trials/
After I lay the pipe in ya girl, OPEN CONDOM STYLE/

Chorus: 
Warning!
Warning!
WARNING!

Verse 2: 
I’m a class 5 hurricane, picking up speed/
Hiding under the cover, somebody lift up the sheets/
My lung is a C4, it ticks as I breathe/
Push the button to see all the tricks up my sleeve/
I’m a god amongst men so don’t speak ‘til you’re spoken to/
Eat, shit and sleep bitch that is all that I’ve chose for you/
Then I’ll dispose of you, put the world on truck/
And I will run it over you, the punishment is way overdue/
My army runs deep fully equipped, fortified/
Fuck around, you’ll be leaking like a torrent file/
Your future will be cut short like miscarriages/
Cuz you won’t ever last bitch like celebrity marriages/

Chorus:

Warning!
Warning!
WARNING!

Verse 3
Titanium heart, uranium blood/
One drop of it can blow a whole stadium up/
Way ahead of my time, high of alien drugs/
On another level, bitches pay me to get fucked/
Get it? You’re the prey I’m the predator/
Like I’m James and you’re Jennifer/
And you’re the maid, I’m senator/
In a year you’ll be old news, I’ll beat on your so cruel/
You’ll be weak you’ll be no use, in the street sipping soju/
How you feel? How you feel huh?
Oh shit, PSY shit just got realer/
Fucking disgrace, for music you got a distaste/
Fucking dick face, your parents think that having you was a mistake/

Chorus:

Warning!
Warning!
WARNING!

FUCK PSY!

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Natalia Lafourcade
María Bonita (Versión Acústica)

bluerenoir:

Natalia Lafourcade | Maria Bonita

late to the party but finally got my hands on the new Natalia Lafourcade album, and as usual she never disappoints. can’t stop listening. i just want to feel everything. #LegitArtistry 

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Clarice Falcão
Uma canção sobre amor, ah o amor...

eufelipegomez:

Uma Canção Sobre Amor

Clarice Falcão



Quando eu te vi fechar a porta eu pensei em me atirar pela janela do 8° andar onde a dona Maria mora por que ela me adora e eu sempre posso entrar era bem o tempo de você chegar no T olhar no espelho o seu cabelo falar com o seu Zé


E me ver caindo em cima de você como uma bigorna cai em cima de um cartoon qualquer e ai, só nos dois no chão frio De conchinha bem no meio fio no asfalto riscados de giz Imagina que cena feliz


Quando os paramédicos chegassem e os bombeiros retirassem nossos corpos do Leblon, a gente ia para o necrotério ficar  brincando de sério deitadinhos no bem-bom. Cada um feito um picolé com a mesma etiqueta no pé na autópsia daria pra ver como eu só morri por você


Quando eu te vi fechar a porta eu pensei em me atirar pela janela do 8° andar invés disso eu dei meia volta e comi uma torta inteira de amora no jantar.