27 aug. 2008

Balci de balci

Van Damme e pe sistem TURBO !

25 aug. 2008

Masina de cusut SInger

24 aug. 2008

B@nk

Un tip vizitează o fabrică de diverse produse din latex. Prima dată a remarcat maşina de produs biberoane, datorită zgomotului de "fssss-pac" pe care îl făcea. Ghidul explică: - Acel fîsîit este cauciucul pe care-l injectează, iar "pac"-ul este dat de înţepătura care i se face în vîrf. Ceva mai incolo intră în secţia de produs prezervative. Un zgomot infernal şi aici: "fsss-fsss-fsss-pac". Intrigat, omul nostru întreabă: - Bine-bine, am înţeles de ce face "fsss", dar de ce se mai aude şi "pac"? - Normal, aparatul funcţionează ca şi cel de produs biberoane, la al patrulea prezervativ îi trage o gaură. - Asta-i bună! Daţi găuri la prezervative? - Da! Face bine la afacerea cu biberoane

21 aug. 2008

Dresam maimuta ?

Unde sa iti speli masina


Kill a god idea

Capoeira Knockout

Apple iPhone vs. HTC Touch Diamond

Primii doi jucatori pe piata telefoniei din Romania au intrat intr-o (noua) lupta relativ stransa. Batalia nu se va da in oferte ce includ minute/sms-uri/trafic; de data aceasta va fi lupta terminalelor. Orange intra puternic in Romania oferind mult mediatizatul iPhone. In partea opusa a fileului, Vodafone ataca cu HTC Touch Diamond.
Pentru o decizie mai usoara cititi aici .

19 aug. 2008

Tuica Apolodor

Accident !

O zi din viata...

The Dog’s Diary
8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!
5:00 pm - Dinner! My favourite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!

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The Cat’s Diary

Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a “good little hunter” I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of “allergies.” I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now…..

Mazare

Concediu

Un oltean se duce-n vizita la un prieten din Moldova. Ies ei la o bere si stand la masa vad doi muncitori: unul sapa un sant cam de 40 cm latime si 60 cm adancime; la cativa metri in spatele lui, celalalt astupa groapa… Olteanul nu se poate abtine si-i intreaba pe cei doi care-i treaba.
Unul dintre ei raspunde:
- Dom’le, in mod normal echipa noastra e formata din 3 oameni: unul sapa groapa, altul pune cablul, iar cel de-al treilea o astupa, numai ca ala de punea cablul este in concediu…

Cadbury

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