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 Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 12:51 pm
Hawk_McKrakken Kan niet een ziel vertrouwen, geheime bode Slechts de regels die liggen als kringlopen in je brein En een cool .45. De wind is ijs en de buitenlandse lucht proeft vreemd Me: You know, Josh is such an egg... he's a white guy on the outside, but an Asian on the inside... Slippy: That's not being very nice to Asians, you know, comparing them with the color yellow and all... Me: Neither is the way you call my half-black/half-white cousin a Hostess CupCake. Slippy: ... Shut up, you caramel sundae. aš: Žinai, Džošas yra tikras kiaušinis...baltas išorėje, bet azijietis viduje... Slipis: Nelabai gražu taip kalbėti apie azijiečius, žinai, lyginti juos su geltona spalva ir visa kita... aš: nebuvo labai gražu ir lyginti mano pusiau juodą, pusiau baltą pusseserę su (not sure about this) Slipis: užsičiaupk, tu karamelinis pyragaiti. that was lithuanian smile peter pipper picked a peck of pickled peppers
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 4:54 pm
Pitro el flautista tomó una medida de pimientas encurtidas.
Marry you? i only said that so you'd ga-googity my geshmoygen!
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 5:05 pm
Slippy_Pollett Marry you? i only said that so you'd ga-googity my geshmoygen! Stomach... still hurts... from laughter. rofl Good old Quagmire. Dich heiraten? Ich sagte das nur, damit du meinen Geschmeugen gegugittieren würdest. Commander: How old are you, son? Dying Soldier: Nineteen, sir... Commander: Only nineteen?Dying Soldier: Na-na-na-na-NINE-teen! Commander: Why, God, WHY!? Dying Soldier: Don't... blame God......... WHY, NIXON!? WHY!?!?!?!?!? *dies*
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2007 7:57 am
מפקד: בן כמה אתה, בני?י
חייל גוסס: תשע-עשרה, אדוני...י
מפקד: רק תשע-עשרה?י
חייל גוסס: ת-ת-ת-ת-שע-עשרה!י
מפקד: למה, אלוהים, למה?י
חייל גוסס: אל... תאשים את האל... למה, ניקסון? למה!?!?!?!?!? *מת*י Wrinkled was not one of the things I wanted to be when I grew up.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 11:31 am
I can't translate that. But I can do hawks one.
司令官：何歳ですか、息子？
死にかかっている軍人：十九歳です、司令官
司令官：十九歳だけか？
死にかかっている軍人：じゅっじゅっきゅっ十九歳です！
司令官：なんで、神さま！なんでぇぇ～！
死にかかっている軍人：神さまのせいにしないで。。。なんで、ニックション！なんでぇぇ～！
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 1:46 pm
Ninanna מפקד: בן כמה אתה, בני?י
חייל גוסס: תשע-עשרה, אדוני...י
מפקד: רק תשע-עשרה?י
חייל גוסס: ת-ת-ת-ת-שע-עשרה!י
מפקד: למה, אלוהים, למה?י
חייל גוסס: אל... תאשים את האל... למה, ניקסון? למה!?!?!?!?!? *מת*י Wrinkled was not one of the things I wanted to be when I grew up. Arrugado no fue lo que quise ser cuando crecí. (that should probably be in the subjunctive or something but i dunno the past subjunctive tenses so bleh xp ) Me: if you want her you'll have to go through ME! Bad guy: OK, if you insist. me: awww CRAP. And I thought that would work...
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 2:43 pm
私：彼女欲しいと、俺を敗北しなきゃなんないんだぞ！
悪いやつ：うん、要求したら。
私：くそ、そりゃできなかった。
I'm pretty sure I butchered that, but oh well.
Say good day to Dapper Dan, the only Palauan hobo with lint encrusted waffles for limbs who drinks coagulated lemur throat bisque from a rattan toilet on the west side.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 1:53 am
אמור יום טוב לדן הזריז (דאפער), נווד הפאלאואן היחידי בעל רטיית המוך המכוסה אפיפית עבור איבר ששתה מרק גרון-למור קפוא מאסלת דקל בצד המערבי.י Happiness is mandatory.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 2:55 am
Ninanna אמור יום טוב לדן הזריז (דאפער), נווד הפאלאואן היחידי בעל רטיית המוך המכוסה אפיפית עבור איבר ששתה מרק גרון-למור קפוא מאסלת דקל בצד המערבי.י Happiness is mandatory. ' La felicità è obbligatoria Maybe the angel sacrifice will find it's way down to earth?
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 3:39 am
אולי מלאך ההקרבה ימצא את דרכו אל הארץ?י "I feel good! -ta nana nana nana- I know that I would now..."
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 3:07 pm
Ich fuehle gut -ta nana nana nana- ich weisse ich werde.
Coin operated boy, sitting on the shelf, he is just a toy
But I turn him on and he comes to life,
Automatic joy, that is why I want a coin operated boy.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2007 7:21 pm
Münzjunge, der sitzt auf dem Brett, er ist nur ein Spielzeug.
Doch ich schalte ihn ein, und er erwacht zum Leben,
Automatische Freude, deswegen ich einen Münzjungen will.
Who's more foolish - the fool, or the fool who follows him?
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2007 9:41 am
Wer mehr ein Dumkopf ist- der Dumkopf oder der Dumkopf die ihm fogelt?
Every time I meet you at the feet of ERos, we'll be in our street clothes and pretend we never met.
And I will tell you my name is angel, and when you call me angel, I'll freeze like a statuet.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 1:03 am
lili of the lamplight Every time I meet you at the feet of ERos, we'll be in our street clothes and pretend we never met. And I will tell you my name is angel, and when you call me angel, I'll freeze like a statuet. Zakaždým, keď ťa stretnem na nohách Erosa, budeme na našej ulici šiat a predstierať, že sme sa nikdy nestretli. A poviem ti, že sa volám Anjel a keď ma nazveš Anjelom, ustrniem ako socha. (in Slovak biggrin ) Teddies dont hug back, but sometimes they are all that you have.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 10:26 pm
ositos de peluche no pueden abrazarte como puedes abrazarlos, pero a veces son todos que tienes.
My name is NOT "Adam We".....or is it? who is this? What number did you call? Don't ever call here again! i guess I showed him. Nobody messes with Adam We!
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