You’ll find Britney Spears’ hair on Ebay pretty soon.
IMHO she shaved her head to have to spend less time in front of a mirror, getting her hair done. Now she has more time to drink herself senseless fuck around take care of her children.
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You’ll find Britney Spears’ hair on Ebay pretty soon.
IMHO she shaved her head to have to spend less time in front of a mirror, getting her hair done. Now she has more time to drink herself senseless fuck around take care of her children.
Here we go. New year, new haircut.
I must confess, since my last visit at the hairdresser ended in a big catastrophe, it took me a while to plan my next stop-over there. I even thought about cutting my hair on my own as it doesn’t cost me anything plus I can be sure it will look awful even before I start.
But finally I worked up the courage and went to the hairdresser yesterday. And that’s the result:
What do you think? ;-)
Ladies and gentlemen… I’m an elf. Well… Almost.
You can even watch me dance!!
And now – go and elf youself :-)
As I do always, I opened up a new email at Yahoo’s beta. But when I typed in the subject, Yahoo started going crazy. It showed me everything I wrote in mirror writing!
Scary, huh?
Blogging about blogging. Well. Nothing I normally deal with here. But I have drawn a conclusion I don’t wanna keep away from you: Blogging kills smalltalk.
Yes. It’s sad but true. The more I blog, the more I get into situations like this:
I meet someone I haven’t seen for a while. We start chatting and sooner or later (Most of the time it’s sooner) my opponent interrupts me saying: I already know that. You blogged about it.
How shall I avoid situations like that? Blog less? Or maybe… Talk less?
Hey guys,
I just came back from the German “Casino Royale” premiere. It was awesome. A really good party, great music, great food and lots of wodka. What more can you ask for after another defeat in the Champions League?
It’s 4 am and I need to be at work in about 5 hours. I don’t know exactly how to do that… But as my lovely chief was still at the party when I left a few minutes ago, that’ll work out somehow.
It was really fun, meeting some German celebs, hanging around with friends and getting kissed on the hand by Kalle Schwensen. It was a really weird night… and I guess I’d better go to bed now. Talk to you later…
Oh, just one last thing: When I hailed a taxi to get me home and I told the cab driver where to go, he crossed himself… LOL
PS: André, if there are some mistakes in this post… please blame it on the Wodka ;-)
Here’s a little movie of a stick figure fighting against his creator.
So that’s what it looks like if an animation faces his animator… Scary, isn’t it?
Part two of this amazing movies is now ready – watch it, it’s pretty cool!
Via Dons Tag
James Bond at the bar: „Wodka-Martini“
Bartender: „Stirred or shaken?“
James Bond: „Do I look like I give a damn?“
*g*
More about the new James-Bond-movie „Casino Royale“ later.
CAN YOU DO THAT??
That’s a snippet taken from the German TV Show “Wetten dass…?” (You bet!). The two guys contract (and relax) their muscles in time with songs, only they can hear – and the third guy guesses, what song they are listening to.
So that’s what tits are for…?
Yesterday’s match totally broke my heart.