Puede que vuelva el platillo volador

Qué cosa de locos esto…

:lol::lol:No apareciò nomàs??
Por ahì aparece con una sobredosis de cañoncitos con dulce de leche.

Hoy me fuí al trabajo contenta con la promesa del Dei de una charla grupal como ayer pero con menos gente jaja y después, a la noche, me encuentro con esto, que decepción. Se va y abandona a la gente que lo aclama.

cambia de titulo cada 2 minutos:lol:

Nooo seeeeaaass maaaaloooo…

De que estas hablando Willis?

De la marca de lavarropas… De qué estás hablando Willys.

:lol::lol::lol:

Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God
I don’t know but today seems kinda odd
No barking from the dogs, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
I got my grub on, but didn’t pig out
Finally got a call from a girl wanna dig out
Hooked it up on later as I hit the do’
Thinking will i live, another twenty-fo’
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop at a red light
Looking in my mirror not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim and she can fk all night
Called up the homies and I’m askin y’all
Which park, are y’all playin basketball?
Get me on the court and I’m trouble
Last week f
ked around and got a triple double
Freaking niggaz everyway like M.J.
I can’t believe, today was a good day

Drove to the pad and hit the showers
Didn’t even get no static from the cowards
Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin, didn’t even look in a niggaz direction
as I ran the intersection
Went to $hort Dog’s house, they was watchin Yo! MTV Raps
What’s the haps on the craps
Shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake em
Roll em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break em
With the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
Seven even back do’ lil Joe I picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and I’m yellin domino.
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day

Left my niggaz house paid
Picked up a girl been tryin to f**k since the twelve grade
It’s ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics I felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
And my dick runs deep so deep so deep
put her ass to sleep
Woke her up around one
she didn’t hesitate, to call Ice Cube the top gun
Drove her to the pad and I’m coasting
Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her ass off, then I chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn’t even see a berry flashing those high beams
No helicopter looking for a murder
Two in the morning got the fat burger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read Ice Cube’s a pimp
Drunk as hell but no throwing up
Half way home and my pager still blowing up
Today I didn’t even have to use my A.K.
I got to say it was a good day.

Hey wait, wait a minute Pooh
Stop the st
What the f
k am I thinking about?

Respect nigga.

que culiado sos boba:lol:

Porque me decis esto?

Porque te culean mucho.

Que es culear?

Que chabón flashero. :lol:

No es un jamón…

Es el cerdo que compró en el bazar de Pink Floyd.
Se va a comer toda la sandía?
Por favor… Estoy tratando de tocar.
Ah, siga, nosotros le cuidamos la nevera.

No yo te estoy hablando de otro Halabalooza.

JAJAJAJAJAJAJAAJAJJAJA

Los títulos me matan! :lol:

Boba te pido una al revés, como la página que pasaste en la charla. :mrgreen:

JAJAJA los títulos, este es mortal. :lol:

Graaaaaaaaaaaciaaaaaas! :lol::lol::lol: