Desculpa aí galera

JurianSutter escreveu:

Fora do BR, só tenho simpatia pelo United, porque convivi anos com um britânico Red Devil alucinado. na atual situação do United eu prefiro falar do Timão, mas se bem que o Corinthians tbm não ta bem...

Vamos falar de outro jogo. Gamão? Hockey? Futebol não ta bom pra mim ultimamente não.

Eu nasci em Bilbao e morei em Barcelona quando era criança.
Mas podemos falar de outra coisa.  8) 

Kaneda escreveu:

Que se foda.

Isso é sim ou não? Não tem trollagem desta vez, agora o tópico é sério.

To nem ai. Isso e um forum cara, eu nao levo a serio nada daqui. Quer ser a gabriela princesa de barcelona? Problema e teu. Seja feliz e a vida continua.

Não me senti ofendido pela treta do lance da Gabriela. Portanto, da minha parte, sinta-se desculpado.

Boa sorte na zuera.  :tudobem: 

Ricardo escreveu:

Boa sorte na zuera.  :tudobem: 

zuera never ends  8) 

Kaneda escreveu:

To nem ai. Isso e um forum cara, eu nao levo a serio nada daqui.

Eu também não, mas para quem se sentiu ofendido, devo as minhas sinceras desculpas.
Eu vivo aqui na trollagem, mas se a galera não gosta, vou maneirar.

hue

Putz Grila! escreveu:

hue

Valeu Putz!  :;bigode;: 

Forest Law escreveu:

Putz Grila! escreveu:

hue

Valeu Putz!  :;bigode;: 

aqui é huerada garantida champz  :acepted: 

Tanto faz, vai ser piada eterna.

bcp escreveu:

Tanto faz, vai ser piada eterna.

Sempre foi piada, mas pode ser que alguém se ofendeu ou não achou graça.

Sem ressentimentos.

Carry on.

Leinad escreveu:

Sem ressentimentos.

Carry on.

Thanks bro.

Leinad escreveu:

Sem ressentimentos.

Carry on.

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don't know

On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more, No!

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry
Don't you cry no more!

No more!

Putz Grila! escreveu:

Leinad escreveu:

Sem ressentimentos.

Carry on.

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don't know

On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more, No!

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry
Don't you cry no more!

No more!

Lembrei dessa tb:

Simple minded brain
For now you succumb
Nothing changes your way
This world insists to be the same
Based on our mistakes
The flowers fade along the road
Don't blindfold your eyes
So loneliness becomes the law
Of a senseless life

Follow your steps and you will find
The unknown ways are on your mind
Need nothing else than just your pride
To get there (go!)

Now we'll have to face another day
You won't be alone
This life is forcing us to stay
- For how long?
Cold is the wind and thunder struck
On a stormy night
But can't you see, I'm by your side
We are marching on!

Follow your steps and you will find
The unknown ways are in your mind
Need nothing else than just your pride
To get there

So, carry on
There's a meaning to life
Which someday we may find
Carry on, it's time to forget
The remains from the past to carry on

Follow your steps and you will find
The unknown ways are on your mind
Need nothing else than just your pride
To get there

So, carry on
There's a meaning to life
Which someday we may find...
Carry on, it's time to forget
The remains from the past

So, carry on
There's a meaning to life
Which someday we may find
Carry on, it's time to forget
The remains from the past

Carry on, it's time to forget
The remains from the past to carry on
Remains from the past, to carry on
Remains from the past