The orange sinanatra is good. A bit fatty, but really tasty. more
I shit at night. more
Someone entered the hole of his (ass). Who? Marlon Brando. more
To the Piccino. more
But f**k off... more
Mom, what cookies. more
O Mammasaura. For all the fossils. more
Fucking Mason. And lover of the first porn star in history. The Black Dahlia. The one from Brian de Palma's movie. more
Freddy Mercury was a really cool guy. His music is crap for idiots, but he was really cool. However, thinking about it, even crap comes from the butt. Let me rephrase: his music is cool too. more
In my opinion, it's virgin. In the nose. more
I prefer Barbie to Barbara. Blonde, perfectly groomed, she never ages, and above all, she’s always quiet. What more could you want from a woman? more
I prefer Sergio Hendrixo. Think about it Giacomino. In fact, he should have thought about it earlier. more
Once I saw him inside a dumpster, and I have to admit that the trash gave him a touch of decency. more
Masters of Progressive Black Metal. more
Pure emotion. Three LPs, three masterpieces. more
Absolutely huge group up until "Mellon Collie & The Infinite Sadness," the rest is forgettable. The last "Oceania," however, isn’t too bad after all. more
Sure, please provide the text you'd like me to translate. more
Inferior to others that he has made. more
"Somehow I find beauty in our failings, somehow I find meaning in these lies, somehow I'm made perfect in this fracture.... Your back is begging sweetly for my knives!" more
One of the most interesting Indie Rock realities of the 2000s. more