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U pravu si. nema smisla da se dalje natezemo. Ja ne razumijem tebe, ti ne razumijes mene.

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ti se samo svadjas s' narodom gdje god temu otvorim :lol: :lol: :lol: :wink:

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spotting scope je napisao:
ja vise volim moderniji stil, poput sljedeceg (je l' moze neko da prepozna a da ne konsultuje pretrazivace? :)):
Vulcanize the whoopee stick
In the ham wallet
Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket
Batter dip the cranny ax
In the gut locker
Retrofit the pudding hatch
......
With the boink swatter
If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though
I Brazilian wax poetic so hypothetically
I don't wanna beat around the bush.



Foxtrot Unicorn Charlie Kilo-Bloodhound gang.

Nego.

Dzojs mi ide na nerve.

G.B. Shaw?

Richard Bachman(LOL)?

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Shaw je dobar. I više nego dobar.


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He bear her off, he bear her down
He bear her into an orchard ground
Lu Li Lu Lay
Lu Li Lu Lay
The falcon hath bourne my mate away

And in this orchard there was a hold
That was hanged with purple and gold
And in that hold there was a bed
And it was hanged with chords of red

Lu Li Lu Lay
Lu Li Lu Lay
The falcon hath bourne my mate away

And on this bed there lyeth a knight
His wound is bleeding day and night
By his bedside kneeleth a maid
And she weepeth both night and day

Lu Li Lu Lay
Lu Li Lu Lay
The falcon hath bourne my mate away

By his bedside standeth a stone
Corpus Christi written thereon

знадете ли ово ко је?

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čuj znademo li? Kakvo je to pitanje u vremenu googlea? :wink: :lol:


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е ак је тако, ео још...

Lulley, lulley, lully, lulley,
The faucon hath born my mak away.

He bare hym up, he bare hym down,
He bare hym into an orchard brown.

In that orchard ther was an hall,
That was hanged with purpill and pall.

And in that hall ther was a bede,
Hit was hangid with gold so rede.

And yn that bed ther lythe a knyght,
His wowndes bledyng day and nyght.

By that bedes side ther kneleth a may,
And she wepeth both nyght and day.
And by that bedes side ther stondith a ston,
"Corpus Christi" wretyn theron.

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"Perhaps in Vanity Fair there are no better satires than letters. Take a bundle of your friend's of ten years back - your dear friend whom you hate now. Look at a file of your sister's! How you hung on each other till you quarrelled about twenty pound legacy! Get down the round-hand scrawls of your son who has half broken your heart with selfish undutifulness since; or a parcel of your own, breathing endless ardour and love eternal, which were sent back by your mistress when she married the Nabob - your mistress for whom you now care no more than for Queen Elizabeth. Vows, love, promises, confidences, gratitude, how queerly they read after a while! There ought to be a law in Vanity Fair ordering the destruction of every written document (except receipted tradesmen's bills) after a certain brief and proper interval. Those quacks and misanthropes who advertise Japan ink, should be made to perish along with their wicked discoveries. The best ink for Vanity Fair use would be one that faded utterly in a couple of days, and left the paper clean and blank, so that you might write on it to somebody else."

W. M. Thackeray - Vanity Fair, Chapter XIX


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Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground.

Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

Either those damn curtains go,or I go

Oscar Wilde, na samrti(glasina) :lol:

I have come to look upon my face as a mask behind which is the reality it hides.

William Allen White

GORN.Such a wooden,wooden word.GOOOOOORRRNNN.So completely unlike TIN.GOOOORRRRNNN.

Graham Chapman
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

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Either those damn curtains go,or I go

Oscar Wilde, na samrti(glasina) :lol:


Hahhah kakav car!
Imam od njega Misli, aforizmi, parabole . Predobro... :D

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Oni smiješni Amerikanci smijali su se kad sam pri dolasku, na carini sasvim ozbiljno izjavio da nemam ništa da prijavim - osim svoje genijalnosti.

Za svoje debele i bezvrijedne romane, engleski pisci tvrde da prikazuju stvaran život. No. ne smijemo biti prestrogi jer ti su romani jedina relaksacija intelektualnim besposličarima.

Razlika između prositi i ukrasti? Prositi je pristojnije, ali je ukrasti - otmenije.

Mladi danas misle kako novac predstavlja sve u životu. Tek ka ostare, shvate da je to - istina!

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They said that the money is the root of all evil. No, shortage of money is the root of all evil. :lol:
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The Strange Lady

THE summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by,
As if they loved to breast the breeze that sweeps the cool dear sky;
Young Albert, in the forest's edge, has heard a rustling sound
An arrow slightly strikes his hand and falls upon the ground.

A lovely woman from the wood comes suddenly in sight;
Her merry eye is full and black, her cheek is brown and bright;
She wears a tunic of the blue, her belt with beads is strung,
And yet she speaks in gentle tones, and in the English tongue.

"It was an idle bolt I sent, against the villain crow;
Fair sir, I fear it harmed thy hand; beshrew my erring bow!"
"Ah! would that bolt had not been spent, then, lady, might I wear
A lasting token on my hand of one so passing fair!"

"Thou art a flatterer like the rest, but wouldst thou take with me
A day of hunting in the wilds, beneath the greenwood tree,
I know where most the pheasants feed, and where the red-deer herd,
And thou shouldst chase the nobler game, and I bring down the bird."

Now Albert in her quiver lays the arrow in its place,
And wonders as he gazes on the beauty of her face:
`Those hunting-grounds are far away, and, lady, 'twere not meet
That night, amid the wilderness, should overtake thy feet."

"Heed not the night, a summer lodge amid the wild is mine,
'Tis shadowed by the tulip-tree, 'tis mantled by the vine;
The wild plum sheds its yellow fruit from fragrant thickets nigh,
And flowery prairies from the door stretch till they meet the sky.

"There in the boughs that hide the roof the mock-bird sits and sings,
And there the hang-bird's brood within its little hammock swings;
A pebbly brook, where rustling winds among the hopples sweep,
Shall lull thee till the morning sun looks in upon thy sleep."

Away, into the forest depths by pleasant paths they go,
He with his rifle on his arm, the lady with her bow,
Where cornels arch their cool dark boughs o'er beds of wintergreen,
And never at his father's door again was Albert seen.

That night upon the woods came down a furious hurricane,
With howl of winds and roar of streams and beating of the rain;
The mighty thunder broke and drowned the noises in its crash;
The old trees seemed to fight like fiends beneath the lightning-flash.

Next day, within a mossy glen, mid mouldering trunks were found
The fragments of a human form, upon the bloody ground;
White bones from which the flesh was torn, and locks of glossy hair;
They laid them in the place of graves, yet wist not whose they were.
And whether famished evening wolves had mangled Albert so,
Or that strange dame so gay and fair were some mysterious foe,
Or whether to that forest lodge, beyond the mountains blue,
He went to dwell with her, the friends who mourned him never knew.

William Cullen Bryant


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"When the lamp is shatter'd..."
By Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

When the lamp is shattere'd
The light in the dust lies dead-
When the cloud is scattere'd
The rainbow's glory is shed.
When the lute is broken,
Sweet tones are remember'd not;
When the lips have spoken
Loved accents soon forgot.

As music and splendour
Survive not the lamp and the lute,
The heart's echoes render
No song when the spirit is mute-
No song but sad dirges,
Like the wind through a ruin'd cell,
Or the mournful surges
That ring the dead seaman's knell.
When hearts have once mingled,
Love first leaves the well-built nest;
The weak one is singled
To endure what it once possess'd.

O Love! Who bewailest
The frailty of all things here,
Why choose you the frailest
For your cradle, your home, your bier?
Its passions will rock thee
As the storms rock the ravens on high;
Bright reason will mock thee
Like the sun from a wintry sky.
From thy nest every rafter
Will rot, and thine eagle home
Leave thee naked to laughter,
When the leaves fall and cold winds come.


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A joke:

A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young mothers and their small children.
"You all have obsessions," he observed.

To the first mother, Mary: "You are obsessed with eating. You've even named your daughter Candy."

He turned to the second mom, Ann: "Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny."

He turned to the third mom, Joyce: "Your obsession is alcohol. This too shows itself in your child's name, Brandy."

At this point, the fourth mother, Kathy, quietly got up, took her little boy by the hand and whispered, "Come on, Dick, we're out of here.

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Da li dobro obrazovana osoba kojoj je engleski maternji može napisati pravilno svaku riječ na engleskom, a koju prvi put čuje u životu?

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Šta onda u tom slučaju?

Jedna osoba zamoli drugu da joj to speluje?

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filozof sa vrbasa je napisao:
Šta onda u tom slučaju?

Jedna osoba zamoli drugu da joj to speluje?


Upravo.

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Da li je čova automatski pamti ili je zapisuje na nekom papiriću?

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Da li je čova automatski pamti ili je zapisuje na nekom papiriću?


Budale pamte, pametni zapisuju... :lol:

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http://tamnn.wordpress.com/2007/12/12/christmas-cards-verses/

Koji je po vama najbolji pozdrav za Božić sa ove liste ljudima u pedesetim godinama života?

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