what the hell ever man...

What the hell makes us different? What the f*ck makes us ignorant or bloody brilliant... It's the decisions we make throughout our life. And those decisions are influenced by earlier decisions we made at a riper age, and those decisions were dictated by the rules of social conduct that were ultimately taught to us by our parents. Now... There's no such thing as bad parents. No....of course not...it's just parents that make wrong decisions that were influenced by wrong decisions............you see the "closed loop" aspect of it all? Kudos to you my friends, for being brilliant, or even ignorant, if you ended up to be that way, not because of wrong or right decisions, kudos...if at one point in your life you stood up and said "FUCK YOU" to the ever-present stream of indications coming in from all directions, kudos if you stood up for what you believe in and did things your own fucking way...

Nu fi muiere, merita sa te mai avanti in necunoscut din cand in cand...

- Nu stiu, cred ca ea era...
- Esti sigur? Ca nu as vrea sa ma fac de rahat...
- Da ma, sunt sigur...ce papadia mea ai...parca ai fi o muiere
- Bine, bine...ma duc, dar daca pic de fraier...pe tine te tund la noapte

Peste o zi:
        
        ..............sa-mi bag papadia, trebe sa ma tund chel.................



Peste 5 ani:

       ..............hai sa mergem la nunta lui X, sa ve-zi ce-i dau eu ca mi-a ciungit freza acu cativa ani..............

Metropola Barbeque

Ce-ar fi daca am fi singuri? Sau poate multi? O scantieie fara un app. cu GPS la i-phone intr-un imens foc de tabara. Vorba vine, cum sa ajunga aceasta scanteie la carnatul la care are programare? Fara ea...carnatul nu se va praji la potentialul maxim...eeh, dar sigur nu isi da nimeni seama de lucrul acesta...dar oare conteaza asta? Pentru aceasta scanteie...prea putin...ideea ca s-a multumit cu o amarata bucata de slanina pentru ca i-a fost lene sa mai pluteasca doi centimetrii pana la carnatul superm este o tortura...Da, bineinteles ca o duce decent ajunsa pe respectiva fasie de slanina....dar gandul ramane...ce-ar fi fost?