My Way – Frank Sinatra

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, Ill say it clear,
Ill state my case, of which Im certain.

Ive lived a life thats full.
Ive traveled each and evry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, Ive had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, Im sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

Ive loved, Ive laughed and cried.
Ive had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say – not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!

Bob Marley – Bad Card

You a-go tired fe see me face;
Can’t get me out of the race.
Oh, man, you said I’m in your place
And then you draw bad cyard -
A-make you draw bad cyard,
And then you draw bad cyard.
Propaganda spreading over my name;
Say you wanna bring another life to shame.
Oh, man, you just a-playing a game
And then you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard.
I want to disturb my neighbour,
‘Cause I’m feelin’ so right;
I want to turn up my disco,
Blow them to full watts tonight, eh! -
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style,
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style.

‘Cause we guarding the palace so majestic;
Guarding the palace so realistic!

Them a-go tired to see we face (oh yeah!),
Me say them can’t get we out of the race;
Oh, man, it’s just a big disgrace.
The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
The way you make wrong moves (make wrong moves);
The way you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard (draw bad cyard);
A-make you draw bad cyard -
In a rub-a-dub style, rub-a-dub style,
In a rub-a-dub style – [fadeout]

EDGE

I often think how can you make a product like ED77 EDGE modem.
It commonly happens, that lots of crap is delivered to Europe by chinese in their mules’ stomachs. Portable players, cd-roms, cassette players and TVs, but everything works “like that”, and is sold to villagers 6,99 per kilo.
In the meantime, under control of European Union, few deliverers, with a certificate of quality given by the producer, this modem works with a grace of a trashcan.
While they tell you to pay for it in pure diamonds, rival company offers 10mbps through cable for even less. Ain’t it worth thinking about?
We pay for the biggest crap ever made by human hands, and for the penalty for breaking the agreement you could get yourself a nice airport.
Stability of connection was lost by chinese while climbing over fences somewhere in Russia, connection modules were transformed into a loo before crossing the counter in Poland. Orange bought it for about 3 cents per kilo and now sells it for 120 bucks per month, with a quality of service known as “a shit in the center of Sahara”.
I have no idea where European quality has gone. One thing I know is sure: Poland will never be an European country. We have Rydzyk, which income is worth the whole Africa, and rather than following his Catholic rules and pumping water with his lungpower to Sudan – he cruises around in a Maybach. Which will get cutten to pieces and stolen and the driver kidnapped as soon as he parks somewhere. We have the most selfish and lacking of logic government ever.
The times we’ve been battling and defending our country with patriotic proudness are gone. Times of power, money, bitches and pimpin’ are gone, and all we can do is read about them in our history books.

They will never be back while we sit and scratch our balls thinking where they gone to – we need strong government and agreeable Parliament, to bring this crap back to pieces.

SharkyPL

You can’t hate utensils

“I hate people who hate umbrellas, they’re everywhere, it’s a common talk. “I hate umbrellas!”, “I’d rather get myself wet than using an umbrella”. Most of those are not referring to the annoyance of having to carry on an umbrella here and there, when it’s not raining anymore, or to the fact that umbrellas are all rubbish and do eventually get overturned. These people don’t hate umbrellas with stamps or people walking around hitting each others faces with the tip of their umbrellas. They pretty much only hate umbrellas. You can’t hate an umbrella! Umbrellas are tools, utensils, you can’t hate tools. You can’t hate pliers, scissors or knives. What kind of asshole would ever hate a knife? “I’d rather torn it with my teeth than using a knife”. You could hate this or that knife brand or people who needlessly use knives, to cut things that — I don’t know, could be cut using the side of the fork. You could hate beggars with knives or people who pass the knife too strongly over the dishes, you could even hate never-sharpened-knives, but, hating knives, all of them, it can’t be this way. Having said that, leave ‘em poor umbrellas alone.”

by: Juliana Cunha (Já matei por menos [BLOG])

Introduction

Tough a lil’ soldier…

Hey!
First things first: I’m the new editor on Ruffy’s blog. Nickname’s Sharky, nice to meet you all and I hope we both will make this website more interesting than buying a laptop with Vista.
’nuff o’ dat, let’s skip to some more interesting topics.

What have you been doing all the summer?
Wait, it ain’t finished yet, summer still goin… so what have you done so far, except getting a broom closet to sleep in?

People like to travel. We all do somehow. We imagine the world “there” better, funnier, more interesting, and find our town a piece of crap. But when we move there, just for few days, we realize, that anywhere we are – there’s nothing more interesting to do than watch some good porn.
That’s so boring! Why do some people act like that? Why do some people prefer sitting in the evening, drinking beer, watching TV and arguing who can screw bolts in their car better?

There are lots of interesting places to see everywhere. And I do mean ‘everywhere’. The problem is: who will call a place “interesting”? Depends on the person and – of course – the place. Some find bars more interesting than theatres, some otherwise. Some will call a place “magic” just of the feeling in there – the pozitive vibez, you know what I’m sayin’. Some will call a place good because of memories they have of it… first they have to produce some memories, though.
But nothing – and I mean nothing – is better than chilling with a person you love, listening to Bob Marley and enjoying the exact moment.

I’d like to say that I am very open for any suggestions, topics to talk about and anything, just contact me.
Hope you’ll enjoy my articles.

Bom dia Brasilia!
SharkyPL

Olympic games in China

Yeeey! Olympic games are around the corner, tvs will be all turned on for those unfortunate ones who can’t afford going to China

Here’s the schedule. Got this from their website and did some control + c control + v and some extra merging work using The Gimp (http://www.gimp.org/). [click for full sized image]

2008 Olympic Games

Here you can see when the games are gonna happen, and perhaps program yourself for a trip

A very special, warm welcome… Good Morning Poland!

 
Dzien dobry POLSKA!!! 

Ya gonna burn in hell

...Who do you trust ??

Roll it, poke it, light it and smoke it,
Crumble, Stumble, pass it to your flatmate,
Pipe some, bong some, use a bit of homegrown,
Suck it, bucket, inhale to get stoned,
weed need, thai stick, ganja always does the trick,
Rope, dope, Mary Jane,
Smoke the shit, get insane, bogart, eyes that smart,
Rolling has become an art, pass the J to the I
and we’ll all get stoned…

[taken from some website found somewhere on google.com]

Ya gonna take the red pill ?!?

“Proção” Dia do Papai