El equivalente a la propuesta de Trump, y respuesta de Nethanyahu (o como se escriba, no pienso aprenderme el nombre de ese carnicero) es el equivalente al siguiente escenario:
Llega un tipo a casa de unos vecinos que no le caen bien, se pone a intentar cargarse a todo el mundo y destrozarlo todo, le pillan, y unos pocos lo denuncian, pero sigue con su tema porque tiene al jefe de policía en el bolsillo, al cabo de un rato, ve que se está arremolinando mucha gente, y está quedando como un psicópata, así que ¿qué decide? que lo mejor es que el vecino y el resto de su familia (los que sigan vivos) salgan de esa casa, y se la quede el jefe de policía, y que los que habrían de encargarse de alojar a los damnificados, atenderlos y demás (también conocido como "pagar los platos rotos") son los que le denunciaron.
Es que no se puede ser más, ....., más, .... no sé cómo calificarlo, porque creo que decir "caradura" sería quedarse corto.
Cutre nivel, hacer una llamada a un fijo para hacer una estafa telefónica archiconocida ( "Le llamamos de Microsoft porque hemos detectado .... ") nivel, que se oiga de fondo cómo al timador le están diciendo, palabra por palabra, lo que tiene que decir.
Eso debería llevar el triple de cárcel
(x1 el timo, x2 por no discriminar si lo haces a pobres o no, x3 por cutre)
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Shit so fat
Gotta move it like that
If you put it like that
It ain't so funny
Everybody here just
Running for the money
And on the streets
Beggars, junkies
We didn't learn a thing
Since we were monkeys
Never-ending wars
Screaming and fighting
Thousands of people disappeared
Still counting
Fake news?
No, no, don't believe them
Just wanna runaway to freedom
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
(Ayo)
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
(Ayo)
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
@dogday@Golan_Trevize Pues mira, gracias por la info, no lo sabía, toda curiosidad que tenía se ha esfumado ¿Puede tener la cancelación que ver con que se comentase esa información?
@angelitoMagno Pero es triste, quiero decir ¿cuántas veces vas a tener a tiro a alguien de uno de los países más herméticos del mundo dispuesto a contestar alguna pregunta? No sé, me parece una oportunidad perdida.
@Ergo En Chrome, en PC, vas al espacio donde pones la url, ves un iconito redondo, pinchas, ahí sale un desplegable, pinchas sobre "cookies y datos del sitio", de ahí pinchas en "Gestionar los datos de sitios en el dispositivo", ahí lo borras todo.
En Android no es un iconito, pero también, justo antes de la url, está el mismo botoncito, sin bordes, que puedes ir a un menú muy parecido y hacer lo mismo.
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home (I want you, please, take me home)
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home (I want you, please, take me home)
Just an urchin living under the street
I'm a hard case that's tough to beat
I'm your charity case, so buy me somethin' to eat
I'll pay you at another time
Take it to the end of the line
Rags and riches, or so they say, you gotta
Keep pushing for the fortune and fame
You know it's, it's all a gamble when it's just a game
You treat it like a capital crime
Everybody's doing their time
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Oh, won't you please take me home? Yeah-yeah
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home
Strapped in the chair of the city's gas chamber
Why I'm here, I can't quite remember
The surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe
I'd have another cigarette, but I can't see
Tell me, who you're gonna believe?
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home, yeah-yeah
@patchgirl Ya estoy viendo como nos bombardea Corea, por cierto, hay un error en el título del meneo está puesto como "culturales del gobierno de la RPD de Coreal. Pregúntame"
En este país hay una clase de gilip tontos que se piensa que el que está en paro, o tiene toda su familia en paro es porque le sale de los cojones.
Como dirían por aquí: "más tontos y nacen botijo"
Hello
I've waited here for you
Everlong
Tonight, I throw myself into
And out of the red
Out of her head, she sang
Come down and waste away with me
Down with me
Slow, how you wanted it to be
I'm over my head
Out of her head, she sang
And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever be this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang
Breathe out
So I can breathe you in
Hold you in
And now
I know you've always been
Out of your head
Out of my head, I sang
And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang
@imparsifal@kutto Esto ..... mmm .... El header publicitando el sub de microrelatos os ha quedado muy bien, escueto y directo, pero ..... ¿podríais poner un botoncito para ocultarlo? Que visto un par de veces sigue ahí, y no es que le tenga inquina, pero al cabo de un rato ya no tiene sentido que siga ahí.
Uh, uh
Life's like this
Uh, huh, uh, huh
That's the way it is
'Cause life's like this
Uh, huh, uh, huh
That's the way it is
Chill out, whatcha yellin' for?
Lay back, it's all been done before
And if you could only let it be
You would see
I like you the way you are
When we're drivin' in your car
And you're talkin' to me one-on-one
But you become
Somebody else 'round everyone else
You're watchin' your back like you can't relax
You're tryin' to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're
Actin' like you're somebody else, gets me frustrated
And life's like this, you
And you fall, and you crawl, and you break
And you take what you get
And you turn it into
Honesty, and promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it
No, no, no
¡Felicidades @carme !
Llega un tipo a casa de unos vecinos que no le caen bien, se pone a intentar cargarse a todo el mundo y destrozarlo todo, le pillan, y unos pocos lo denuncian, pero sigue con su tema porque tiene al jefe de policía en el bolsillo, al cabo de un rato, ve que se está arremolinando mucha gente, y está quedando como un psicópata, así que ¿qué decide? que lo mejor es que el vecino y el resto de su familia (los que sigan vivos) salgan de esa casa, y se la quede el jefe de policía, y que los que habrían de encargarse de alojar a los damnificados, atenderlos y demás (también conocido como "pagar los platos rotos") son los que le denunciaron.
Es que no se puede ser más, ....., más, .... no sé cómo calificarlo, porque creo que decir "caradura" sería quedarse corto.
#Música
Eso debería llevar el triple de cárcel
(x1 el timo, x2 por no discriminar si lo haces a pobres o no, x3 por cutre)
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Shit so fat
Gotta move it like that
If you put it like that
It ain't so funny
Everybody here just
Running for the money
And on the streets
Beggars, junkies
We didn't learn a thing
Since we were monkeys
Never-ending wars
Screaming and fighting
Thousands of people disappeared
Still counting
Fake news?
No, no, don't believe them
Just wanna runaway to freedom
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
(Ayo)
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
(Ayo)
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
(Por si acaso, estaba hablando en clave de humor, de la extinción como de algo bueno)
kotaku.com/pokemon-life-sized-gardevoir-plush-import-center-buy-185175
Me da por pensar .... ¿no decían que venía un meteorito? ¿vendrá pronto?
En Android no es un iconito, pero también, justo antes de la url, está el mismo botoncito, sin bordes, que puedes ir a un menú muy parecido y hacer lo mismo.
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home (I want you, please, take me home)
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home (I want you, please, take me home)
Just an urchin living under the street
I'm a hard case that's tough to beat
I'm your charity case, so buy me somethin' to eat
I'll pay you at another time
Take it to the end of the line
Rags and riches, or so they say, you gotta
Keep pushing for the fortune and fame
You know it's, it's all a gamble when it's just a game
You treat it like a capital crime
Everybody's doing their time
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Oh, won't you please take me home? Yeah-yeah
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home
Strapped in the chair of the city's gas chamber
Why I'm here, I can't quite remember
The surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe
I'd have another cigarette, but I can't see
Tell me, who you're gonna believe?
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home, yeah-yeah
giliptontos que se piensa que el que está en paro, o tiene toda su familia en paro es porque le sale de los cojones.Como dirían por aquí: "más tontos y nacen botijo"
I've waited here for you
Everlong
Tonight, I throw myself into
And out of the red
Out of her head, she sang
Come down and waste away with me
Down with me
Slow, how you wanted it to be
I'm over my head
Out of her head, she sang
And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever be this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang
Breathe out
So I can breathe you in
Hold you in
And now
I know you've always been
Out of your head
Out of my head, I sang
And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang
@paumal
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QO7KYyDSkXA
Venís conmigo
Life's like this
Uh, huh, uh, huh
That's the way it is
'Cause life's like this
Uh, huh, uh, huh
That's the way it is
Chill out, whatcha yellin' for?
Lay back, it's all been done before
And if you could only let it be
You would see
I like you the way you are
When we're drivin' in your car
And you're talkin' to me one-on-one
But you become
Somebody else 'round everyone else
You're watchin' your back like you can't relax
You're tryin' to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're
Actin' like you're somebody else, gets me frustrated
And life's like this, you
And you fall, and you crawl, and you break
And you take what you get
And you turn it into
Honesty, and promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it
No, no, no
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