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Гледам, че децата решили да търсят зелени зайци и се вдъхнових да издиря още редки породи. Дами и господа, дами без господа, господа без дами, представям ви моята „ШарЕна книга“, където ще бъдете изумени, сразени, обездумени от красотите на родната планета!
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Отдавна мисля, мъдря, недомислям, неизмъдрям… Ей ме на – сега съм готова да представя двата вида студентка, които не искам да стана. Не че има шанс, ама да си кажа :)
И двата типажа си имат прототипове, които познавам и до известна степен харесвах, та затова ще карам с кодови имена.
Внимание, внимание! В Уърдпрес е плъзнал нов вирус – гладни хора събират рецепти, пишат рецепти, ядат. Ето на – аз също трябва да напиша няколко. Разбирам ги – и аз обичам да си пъхам хубави неща в устата…
Според Пипилотка трябва да опиша пет манджи, които правя. И накрая по любимата ми схема да предизвикам още някого да се присъедини към обществената ни виртуална кухня.
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey’s head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we’d ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it’s too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them I wouldn’t let me in
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin’ out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we’d find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since god knows when
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can’t erase
You can’t replace it
I miss it now
I can’t believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It’s hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me…
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