-So you think I hate you?.
-Yes.
-Can't believe it. But you got to do something very bad for me to hate you.
-....
-That's mean you did something very bad?.
-...
-You can't just stay there in silence.
-... Yes I did.
-Why didn't you came before? Why now?.
-Becuase I didn't know how. And I didn't want you to get angry,
-So you spent all this time thinking how to tell me that. But didn't you think I could get really angry if I was told by someone else?
-Yes I did.
-It's Illogical.
And there I undestand it's not all about being logical. Outside there in the world logics has little meaning.
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La rubia tarada, bronceada, aburrida
me dice "¿Por que te pelaste?"
Y yo "Por el asco que da tu sociedad.
¿Por el pelo de hoy cuanto gastaste??"
(Letra de Sumo.)
Aclaraciones: No tengo nada en contra de las rubias! xD
domingo, 8 de julio de 2007
Some things make no sense
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