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Jan 162014
 

Caracatita uriasa din California - un fals grosolanCaracatita uriasa din California, o gasesti pe Facebook zilele acestea. Este insa un fals grosolan. Daca privesti fotografia de alaturi vei observa ca este una si  aceeasi caracatita.

Caracatita uriasa din California este de fapt o caracatita de aproximativ 9 metri, gasita undeva prin Spania, a carei fotografie a fost luata si pusa cu un program de modificare a fotografiilor in ceea ce vedeti pe FB acum.

In videoclipul de mai jos vedeti explicatia pas cu pas a acelei fotografii. A devenit un Hoax (cautati pe Google si veti stii ce inseamna acest cuvant)  si cam asta este tot.

 

Caracatita uriasa din California – un fals grosolan


Nu trebuie sa credeti tot ce vedeti pe retelele sociale (ma refer aici nu numai la Facebook, ci si la alte pagini de internet). Cel mai enervant este ca in zona Romaniei au aparut tot felul de “pagini” care le poti vizualiza doar atunci cand dai like postarii, respectiv paginii. Este un mod total nepotrivit de a face publicitate unei pagini, care aduce prejudicii tuturor celor care se straduiesc sa imparta informatii reale si utile cu semenii sai. Mai sunt apoi acele postari de cerere de ajutor (o mica parte sunt reale doar), urmate de acele concursuri in care se impart mii de lucruri gratuite (hai sa fim seriosi, este greu sa iti inchipui ca exista o companie mica sau mijlocie, care sa isi permita sa dea gratuit “premii” la asa-zise concursuri. Pacat ca nu exista alta modalitate de penalizare, in afara ignorarii a astfel de postari.

Iar daca punem la socoteala pe cei ce scriu pe bloguri, caracatita uriasa din California este un fals grosolan care umbreste munca si pasiunea muncii celor ce scriu articole pe acest spatiu virtual. Daca vreti, varianta moderna a povestii cu lupul, cu diferenta ca acum sunt catalogati si cei ce nu fac acest lucru.

Nov 242013
 

 

Versuri Eminem – The Monster feat Rihanna lyrics

Rihanna:
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy

Eminem:
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can’t be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
Been wanting my cake, and eat it too, and wanting it both ways
Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
When I blew; see, it was confusing
Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (wooh!)
Hit the lottery, oh wee
With what I gave up to get was bittersweet
With this like winning a huge meet
Ironic cause I think I’m getting so huge I need a shrink
I’m beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep
Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
But I’m actually weirder than you think
Cause I’m

Rihanna:
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy

Rihanna:
Well, that’s not fair
Well, that’s not fair

Eminem:
No, I ain’t much of a poet but I know somebody once told me
To seize the moment and don’t squander it
Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, ponder it, you won there’s no more
You losing your mind, the way it budged)
Yo-lo-lo-lo-yee-whoo
I think you’ve been wandering off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
Cause the very thing that I love is killing me and I can’t conquer it
My OCD is conking me in the head
Keep knocking, nobody’s home, I’m sleepwalking
I’m just relaying what the voice in my head’s saying
Don’t shoot the messenger, I’m just friends with the

Rihanna:
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy

Eminem:
Call me crazy, but I have this vision
One day that I’d walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then drums get killed and I’m coming straight at
Emcees, blood get spilled and I
Take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played that
Pumped up feeling and shit to say back
To the kids who played ‘em
I ain’t here to save the fucking children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels and then relates that’s so great
It’s payback, Russell Wilson falling way back
In the draft, turn nothing into something, still can make that
Straw into gold chump, I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I’m okay with that
It’s nothing, I’m still friends with the

Rihanna:
I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You’re trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I’m crazy, yeah, you think I’m crazy

Rihanna:
Well, that’s not fair
Well, that’s not fair.

Versuri si videoclip 

Nov 042013
 

Justin_Biber_bad_day

Justin Bieber – Bad Day

Piesa Bad Day a fost lansata in aceasta dimineata in mod oficial. Aveti aici versuri si video.

No I didn’t think you would let me down that easy (oh no, girl)
And I didn’t think it was over
Until you walked away
Like it was nothing, baby

And that moment was so hard for me to breathe
‘Cause you took away the biggest part of me, yeah
Life is so unpredictable

Never thought a love like yours could leave me all alone (oh no)
Didn’t waste any time
Like you had already made up your mind
No sympathy
‘Cause I was out of line (oh, yeah)

But I didn’t think you would let me down that easy (oh no, girl)
And I didn’t think it was over
Until you walked away
Like it was nothing, girl

It was a bad day (hey, yeah, yeah)
I know I was wrong
But you could have said “goodbye” baby
It was a bad day
Now I’m like, “wow”

It was a bad day
It was a bad day
It was a bad day

 

Justin Bieber – Bad Day

Oct 092013
 

Guess Who – Cucu-bau

Guess Who, iar tu?
Nu te-ai plictisit? Nu!
Mi-am pus tot RAM-ul
Și dau blană tot anu’
Îți tai elanu’ cu tobe, cu ce-auzi
Începi să m-amuzi
Poți să-ncerci și tu la
A, nu, nu-mi spune că tu
Ai crezut că nu mai vin și-ai zis să iei totu’
Și partea mea, așa te-a învățat mama ta?
Ce-ai asta, v-ați ascunselea?
Frunza, ba da, ba
Nu cred c-ar fi momentu’
Să te comporți așa că-n curând o să te ia
Dracula dacă te-ar vedea ar fi vaide pielea ta
Și, sincer, nu m-aș supăra

Cucu-bau, click-click – pleau
Nu prea pot să stau, te-am pupat, ceau
Cucu-bau, click-click – pleau
Nu prea pot să stau, te-am pupat, ceau

Headshot, tu m-ai pus să-l fac
Nici nu m-ai lăsat să-ți spun ce vreau să-ți fac
Cine nu-i gata-l iau cu lopata
Poftin whisky, lasă apa
Așteaptă puțin, întoarce placa
Dă-i cu naiul, ho cu tata
Îi dau un fum, zici că plutește
Dă-i un pumn, Doamne ferește
Eu îi propun, mă lasă rece
Îl aprind, nu mă întrece nimeni
Din păcate, viața-i scurtă și noi suntem tineri
Până nu-i prea târziu îi dăm fără rețineri
Luni, marți, miercuri, joi, vineri
Bine, hai și-n weekend ca să fie bine

(Ghici cine!)

Cucu-bau, click-click – pleau
Nu prea pot să stau, te-am pupat, ceau
Cucu-bau, click-click – pleau
Nu prea pot să stau, te-am pupat, ceau

Cucu-bau, click-click – pleau
Nu prea pot să stau, te-am pupat, ceau
Cucu-bau, click-click – pleau
Nu prea pot să stau, te-am pupat, ceau

Aug 252013
 

Lady GaGa
Applause lyrics

I stand here waiting for you to bang the gong
To crash the critic saying, “is it right or is it wrong?”
If only fame had an IV, baby could I bear
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in hereI live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applauseGive me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch
(Make it real loud)

A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch

I’ve overheard your theory
“Nostalgia’s for geeks”
I guess sir, if you say so
Some of us just like to read

One second I’m a kunst
Then suddenly the kunst is me
Pop culture was in art
Now, art’s in pop culture in me

I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause

Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch
(Make it real loud)

A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch

Touch, touch
Touch, touch, now

I live for the applause, applause, applause
I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that cheer and scream for me
The applause, applause, applause

Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch
(Make it real loud)
Give me that thing that I love
(Turn the lights on)
Put your hands up, make ’em touch
(Make it real loud)

A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E
Make it real loud
Put your hands up, make ’em touch, touch

A-R-T-P-O-P