You may go if you wish. But remember this: walk away now and you walk away from your crafts, your skills, your vocations; leaving the next generation with nothing but recycled, digitally-sampled techno-grooves, quasi-synth rhythms, pseudo-songs of violence-laden gangsta-rap, acid pop, and simpering, saccharine, soulless slush.
viernes, 25 de abril de 2008
Dulce venganza
expulsar una flatulencia cuando tu enemigo tiene la boca abierta es una dulce dulce venganza
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