Porque ya te chupo el diablo...

Esto me da miedo

2007-02-04T10:37:00.000-08:00

Pero esto no es peor que el catolicismo, la virgen de guadalupe y todos los santos, por los siglos de los siglos. Amen

Veritas est

2007-01-04T14:38:00.000-08:00

Bansky es un genio absoluto

Terrence Mckenna: Reclaim your mind

2006-12-25T14:06:00.000-08:00

2006-12-21T10:45:00.001-08:00

Philosophy is like being in a dark room and looking for a black cat.
Metaphysics is like being in a dark room and looking for a black cat that isn't there.
Theology is like being in a dark room and looking for a black cat that isn't there and shouting "I found it!"

Mis pelotas son grandes y peludas

2006-12-09T01:43:00.000-08:00

Aguevo

Inki

2006-12-01T15:25:00.000-08:00

Quantiqvs

2006-10-24T17:11:00.000-07:00

Coman mosquitos

2006-10-19T22:39:00.000-07:00

Gone Bad!

2006-10-06T20:33:00.000-07:00

Spaghetti Zombies con tintes morriconescos y cgi.

Radio para chingones...

2006-09-24T16:24:00.000-07:00

Olvidense de regetones, mariachis, norteñas y juan gabrieles...

Esto es lo de volon pinpon!

2006-08-27T19:34:00.000-07:00

http://www2.b3ta.com/mind-control/

Join the Dark Side, and get a free cookie!!!

2006-07-31T12:48:00.000-07:00

The Cookie Thief

A woman was waiting at an airport one night,
With several long hours before her flight.
She hunted for a book in the airport shop,
Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.
She was engrossed in her book, but happened to see,
That the man beside her, as bold as could be,
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between,
Which she tried to ignore, to avoid a scene.
She read, munched cookies, and watched the clock,
As the gutsy "cookie thief" diminished her stock.
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,
Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I'd blacken his eye!"
With each cookie she took, he took one too.
When only one was left, she wondered what he'd do.
With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh,
He took the last cookie and broke it in half.
He offered her half, as he ate the other.
She snatched it from him and thought, "Oh brother,
This guy has some nerve, and he's also rude,
Why, he didn't even show any gratitude!"
She had never known when she has been so galled,
And sighed with relief when her flight was called.
She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate,
Refusing to look back at the "thieving ingrate."
She boarded the plane and sank in her seat,
Then sought her book, which was almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise:
There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes!
"If mine are here," she moaned with despair,
"Then the others were his and he tried to share!"
Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief!

By Valerie Cox

Politica Global en 30 segundos

2006-05-20T02:02:00.000-07:00

2006-04-17T21:29:00.000-07:00

Cual es el sonido de una sola mano aplaudiendo?

2006-03-14T23:13:00.000-08:00

Zen and Hot Dogs

2006-02-28T18:01:00.000-08:00

So the Zen master steps up to the hot dog cart and says: "Make me one with everything." The hot dog vendor fixes a hot dog and hands it to the Zen master, who pays with a $20 bill. The hot dog vendor puts the bill in the cash drawer and closes the drawer. "Where's my change?" asks the Zen master. And the hot dog vendor responds: "Change must come from within."

El grito (o DJ Munk)

2006-02-27T16:56:00.000-08:00

Nunca me gusto Michael Jackson, pero en fin...

You'r all gay

2006-02-26T22:47:00.000-08:00

http://www.yourallgay.com/

2006-02-22T23:39:00.000-08:00

De la estupidez y la television

2006-02-20T09:24:00.000-08:00

American Gothic

2006-02-14T17:42:00.000-08:00

El club de Kleptomanos Koprofagos

2006-02-08T16:50:00.000-08:00

Primero se roba uno una cagada y despues se la come.

Es tan facil que hasta un niño puede hacerlo

2006-02-08T00:09:00.000-08:00

MOLOTOV lyrics

2006-01-27T17:03:00.000-08:00

Silencio es el unico que lee mi blog

2006-01-19T00:58:00.000-08:00

Gracias carnal, pero ni te molestes que quien sabe cuando me vuelvan a dar ganas de ponerle algo

Para comerte mejor...

2006-01-10T23:23:00.000-08:00

2005-12-05T00:06:00.000-08:00

Ahorre dinero esta Navidad!

A los niños les encantan las cajas!

Olvidese de los x box 360, las barbies y todas esas chingaderas. Los niños chiquitos prefieren sentarse en una caja de carton y pretender que es una maquina de tiempo o algo asi.

DISPONIBLE EN LA BODEGA DE SU SUPERMECADO MAS CERCANO, SIN COSTO PARA UD. !!!

Feliz Navidad le desea la Comision Nacional de Cajas de Carton y Anexas

2005-06-30T15:29:00.000-07:00

De prostitutas y enanitos

2005-01-12T11:19:00.000-08:00

Primera y muy probablemente la ultima vez que escribo aqui. Honestamente tengo cosas mas importantes que hacer, que estar publicando los detalles de mi vida…
Antes de empezar a quejarse de mala puntuacion, he de decir, que esta ha sido patrocinada por el teclado en ingles que estoy usando, asi que shhhhhh.

Siempre he pensado que si hubiera ido a la UNAM a organizar huelgas y en mi tiempo libre estudiar filosofia y/o letras, habria escrito mi tesis sobre Cri-cri, y el contenido oculto en las letras de sus canciones.
Asi es, señor o señora, si ustedes se criaron escuchando el material este autor, creyendo que todo es felicidad e inocencia, tal vez en una de esas estuvo usted invocando al mismisimo Metistofeles sin siquiera usted saberlo.
Pero basta de bla bla bla y analicemos algunos versos.

De la cancion “Negrito Bailarin”, la cual he determinado, es definitivamente un himno al falo, y a la pedofilia (que no es el amor a los pedos).

“Si sospechas qué traigo aquí, será todo para ti” me pregunto que armas portais

“Un negrito bailarín, de bastón y con bombín…” osea que lucha enmascarado.

“con clavel en el ojal…” aqui el abusivo hombre describe a su victima, en detalle, lo que le va a hacer.

“pero que se porta mal” OMFG!

“Eh, negrito, lo compré, para ver bailar a usté..” esclavitud y bondage

y tomado de “La Patita”

“Cuando le piden, contestará: -¡ Coman mosquitos! ¿cuá ra cuac cuac!” Claro que lo que Cri-cri escribio originalmente fue ‘moquitos’.

“Los cochinitos estan en la cama…” es tan obvio que no comentare al respecto…

Ya me canse de teclear y tengo trabajo que hacer, asi que aunque podria seguir escribiendo y escribiendo sobre el tema, estoy seguro de que el punto ha quedado mas que claro.

Ya me voy

2005-01-12T11:16:00.000-08:00

Unicamente

2005-01-12T08:40:00.000-08:00

Di de alta este blog unicamente para que otro cabron no tome el nombre...