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"harry, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't plan it. Don't wait for it. Just let it happen. It could be a new shirt at the men's...
Rasp does say a lot of things that make little sense. Mainly, he produces some Kislevite gibberish about a stack of gold that ought to be his and isn't. We just learn to go daddy-ya-cool whenever...
"when skies are hanged and oceans drowned, the single secret will still be man." (e.e. Cummings)
G.p. : My husband is like the hair in my nose, nothing can take it away from me.
L.p. découpe la bûche de Noël. Ch.p. : Hé, Laurence, t’es pas sensée prendre la part du milieu ça se fait pas. L.p. : Ah ! c’était pas marqué dans le Petit guide de la mondanité qu’on m’a donné...
G.i. : African shoes are more beautiful than French shoes. French don't know shoes, they don't have shoes. French have police. Police.
Better poor and alive than rich and dead, or so the saying goes. I have a knack for making ends meet, but I am glad to be penniless by now. If any gold can burn ones hands, I have seen it, wished...
- En tant que forme de vie consciente, je demande à entrer dans le champ de votre empathie.- Tu me dragues ?
Y.l. : Cest un groupe dune dizaine de Granbretons. X.l. : Je prépare mon arme. Y.l. : Cest loccasion pour moi de rappeler la dangerosité des combats dans ce Monde...x.l. : Cest pas grave...
R.l. : Tu es Ken ou les méchants ? C.p. : Je suis les gentils, moi. Je suis Ken. R.l. : Tu es Ken ou les méchants ? Y.l. : Je suis les méchants. R.l. : Tu es Ken ou les méchants ? G.l. : Moi...