Da Identidade....
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Mami
Mamí, Is spanish slang for baby, sexy,Other names used ... Chula, Mamacita, Mamita, Nena etc.
*Ay mamí tù tan caliente.(oh, Girl you soo Sexy.)
*Ey, Mamí cum ov'a here, Let me talk to you right quick.
2.
Mami
a spicy, familiar, complementary, and friendly way to refer to a hotass latina lady (best when applied to colombian); to really let her know how much you like her, try calling her "mami chula" -- if she gives half a flying shit about you, she should at least answer back with a "papi chulo"
"Hey Baller, who's that friend of yours with the great smile and Reece Witherspoon haircut?" "Oh, that's my mami chula."
3.
Mami
Familiar name used by native spanish speakers when referring to a female.Also commonly replaced with "Mama"The female counterpart of the word "Papi".
"Damn, Mami! You lookin good today girl!"
http://www.urbandictionary.com/
1.
Mami
Mamí, Is spanish slang for baby, sexy,Other names used ... Chula, Mamacita, Mamita, Nena etc.
*Ay mamí tù tan caliente.(oh, Girl you soo Sexy.)
*Ey, Mamí cum ov'a here, Let me talk to you right quick.
2.
Mami
a spicy, familiar, complementary, and friendly way to refer to a hotass latina lady (best when applied to colombian); to really let her know how much you like her, try calling her "mami chula" -- if she gives half a flying shit about you, she should at least answer back with a "papi chulo"
"Hey Baller, who's that friend of yours with the great smile and Reece Witherspoon haircut?" "Oh, that's my mami chula."
3.
Mami
Familiar name used by native spanish speakers when referring to a female.Also commonly replaced with "Mama"The female counterpart of the word "Papi".
"Damn, Mami! You lookin good today girl!"
http://www.urbandictionary.com/
Cena: First Kiss
Soundtrack: Kiss me, Oh Kiss me
O Beijo de Judas (fresco)
Giotto (1267-1337)
"Judas, would you betray the Son of Man with a kiss?" (Luke 22.48)
The scene: The garden of Gethsemane, near Jerusalem, 30CE. The event: Judas betrays Jesus.Luke 22.47-53.
Soundtrack: Kiss me, Oh Kiss me
O Beijo de Judas (fresco)Giotto (1267-1337)
"Judas, would you betray the Son of Man with a kiss?" (Luke 22.48)
The scene: The garden of Gethsemane, near Jerusalem, 30CE. The event: Judas betrays Jesus.Luke 22.47-53.
When I met you in the restaurant You could tell I was no debutante
You asked me what's my pleasure A movie or a measure?
I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming
Dreaming is free
I don't want to live on charity Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by - we just keep on dreaming
Feet feet, walking a two mile Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile
I never met him, I'll never forget him Dream dream, even for a little while
Dream dream, filling up an idle hour Fade away, radiate
I sit by and watch the river flow I sit by and watch the traffic go
Imagine something of your very own Something you can have and hold
I'd build a road in gold just to have some dreaming
Dreaming is freeDreamingDreaming is freeDreamingDreaming is free
BOLLYWOOD apresenta INDIANA MAMI
A viagem à india foi o verdadeiro filme de BOLLIWOOD, houve conversas com a mafia, viagens loucas de autocarro ao som de hits hindi, pneus furados e chantagens, houve romance internacional em varias linguas, comidas estranhissimas, horas na casa de banho (e que casas de banho), febres de meia noite, escaldoes no rabo, quase ataques cardiacos, manjares em mosquiteiros, missas campais, maldiçoes de padres forretas, andamos de pijama e lençol e cobertor pelas ruas, brincamos com Moglis, voamos de elefante, dormimos nos comboios, nos rickshaws e na praia. Conhecemos isrealitas cheios de LSD, franceses jardineiros, australianos com medo de comer gelados, coreanas de luvas, americanos de sangue quente, portuguesas do porto doidas varridas e porreirissimas, goeses de sonho, indianos de pesadelo.
Compramos livros já lidos a cheirar a caril, lenços de seda a fingir, pratas de pechibeque, bindis pra tola, cobertores, saias, calças à alibabá (que eram gozadas por todos os monhés), fomos vitimas de todos os esquemas possiveis "do tapete", "do guru", "das taxas de hotel", "taxas extra de tlm", "taxas para entrar na cidade", "taxas para andar com mala", "taxas por ser turista", "taxas por sermos giras", "taxas das taxas", e a todas dissemos "NAO PAGAMOS, CARA"$)!$)#(%"
Todos os dias tivemos a vida em perigo, todos os dias conhecemos gente nova, sitios lindos, sitios horrorosos, viajamos em todos os transportes e comemos tudo o que havia para comer, viciamo-nos em Atarax, Charope para a Tosse, e rebuçados para a tosse das freiras dos Himalaias fora da validade.
Fizemos guerra de tintas no Carnaval, fomos a um arraial bem tuga, passamos uma semana a arroz, bananas e cocacolas e horas e horas deitadas em jaulas de ferro de autocarros em contra-mão a ouvir indianos a arrotar, escarrar, cuspir e outras maravilhas da actividade biologica. Aprendemos a rezar a um elefante e a um macaco, a "evacuar" para buracos no chão e a cantar musicas hindi e a dormir em quartos sem casa de banho, sem janelas, com janelas a mais, sem vidros, com barulho, com armarios com monstros, com portas de swinging, com acaros, em lençois com nodoas, com buracos em edredons e cobertores usadisssimos desde o tempo do gandhi. Rimos e gritamos e choramos e ainda levamos com vomitado de bebe indiano mas.....
SOBREVIVEMOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
e agora prometo escrever tudo tintin por tintin
Andei a guardar o pacote de açucar mágico para hoje!!estarei por http://mami-e-rita-na-india.blogspot.com/
ATONEMENT
ROBBIE: Dear Cecilia, you'd be forgiven for thinking me mad the way I acted (In my dreams i .. .)this afternoon. The truth is (...kiss your cunt...), I feel rather lightheaded and foolish in your presence, (...your sweet wet cunt.) Cee, and I don't think I can blame the heat.
ao som de "O Soave Fanciulla, o Dolce Viso" La Bohème do Puccini
Hoje vou andar à caça de presentes pela cidade.
Decidi deixar alguns por aqui!
It seemed the world was divided into good and bad people. The good ones slept better... while the bad ones seemed to enjoy the waking hours much more.
Woody Allen
Woody Allen
Song for a Blue Heart
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