On the video: Light from Dr No

Lyrics:

sometimes I wonder

what date we have

is it tuesday or sunday 2003 or 2004?

but what difference does it really make?

who gives a damn?

honey or jelly

boots or snickers

tennis or volleyball

blond or dark hair

smart or sexy and cool

conscious or unconscious

well, definitely

lght with the lights

and hard with the hards

yesterday i looked at my face

and i started to count wrinkles

under my eyes

is it the second or is it the third

i got this year?

but what difference does it really make?

what colour was that car

that parked down in front of my window

was it red? was it blue? or maybe yellow?

but why do I wonder at all?

who gives a damn?

honey or jelly

boots or snickers

tennis or volleyball

blond or dark hair

smart or sexy and cool

conscious or unconscious

well, definitely

light with the lights

and hard with the hards

1. Magnesium Sulfate (3 cups)
2. Bubble bath (Like you want)
3. A bath
4. Hot water
5. Candles or light with dimmer
6. Wine

… And the most important:

7. While in the bath, listen to music that you already know that is relaxing you.

8. Relax…


Recipe for relaxation


Step I
On the picture: Step #1 to lazyness: Chill and try to relaxe


Step II
On the picture: Step #2 to lazyness: Do nothing… remember that you ate a lots of food…


Step III
On the picture: Step #3 to lazyness: ZZzz i’m awak… ZzzzzZZ


Step IV
On the picture: Final step the ultimate Lazyness !!!: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ


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On the video: Hellsing
Music: Scream from Avenged Sevenfold

 


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Wallpaper Hellsing
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Wallpaper Hellsing
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Avenged Sevenfold

Lyric:

Caught up in this madness too blind to see
Woke animal feelings in me
Took over my sense and I lost control
I’ll taste your blood tonight

You know I make you wanna scream
You know I make you wanna run from me baby
but know it’s too late you’ve wasted all your time

Relax while you’re closing your eyes to me
So warm as I’m setting you free
With your arms by your side there’s no struggling
Pleasure’s all mine this time

You know I make you wanna scream
You know I make you wanna run from me baby
but know it’s too late you’ve wasted all your time

Cherishing, those feelings pleasuring
Cover me, unwanted clemency
Scream till there’s silence
Scream while there’s life left, vanishing
Scream from the pleasure unmask your desire
perishing

We’ve all had a time where we’ve lost control
We’ve all had our time to grow
I’m hoping I’m wrong but I know I’m right
I’ll hunt again one night

You know I make you wanna scream
You know I make you wanna run from me baby
but know it’s too late you’ve wasted all your time

Cherishing, those feelings pleasuring
Cover me, unwanted clemency
Scream till there’s silence
Scream while there’s life left, vanishing
Scream from the pleasure unmask your desire
perishing

Some live repressing their instinctive feelings
Protest the way we’re built don’t point the blame on me

Scream, Scream, Scream the way you would
if I ravaged your body
Scream, Scream, Scream the way you would if I ravaged

your mind

Cherishing, those feelings pleasuring
Cover me, unwanted clemency
Scream till there’s silence
Scream while there’s life left, vanishing
Scream from the pleasure unmask your desire
perishing



On the video: Samurai Champloo AMV: Gang Starr – Battle
Author of the video mix: Miguel P.


Mugen from Samurai Champloo
On the picture: Mugen from Samurai Champloo

Look at Samurai Champloo info on Wikipedia:
Samurai Champloo

Look at Gang Starr info on Wikipedia:
Gang Starr

Lyrics:
{*scratched: “What? You wanna battle
ME?”*} {*scratched: “Yo man, how much
money you got?”*} {*scratched: “What?
You wanna battle ME?”*} {*scratched: “Yo
man, how much money you got?”*}

[ Guru ]
I used to guzzle 40’s, and own a beat up Caddy
Since the hood still love me, I’ll turn the heat
up daddy I went from mackin fly honies on the
train to straight relaxin on the beach, countin
money gettin brain Soon as you rappers get a
chance you wanna floss a lot You buy a iced out
watch because it cost a lot Then you in the club,
stylin with dough Profilin with hoes that we
boned, a while ago You rookies haven’t done enough
laps around the track You had one hot single, but
then your album sounds wack Son you bore me with
your war stories You ain’t even do that shit, so
that’s just more stories How you expect us to take
you seriously? The look in my eye punk, has got
you scared of me I’m blastin your sons, I’m
snatchin your funds You catch a royal ass-whoopin,
you’ve been askin for one

{*scratched: “I’m bout to slap rappers around
and bruise the game”*} “What..
what?” {*scratch: “We thorough to the
end”*} “Yo man..” “You know
the drill” {*scratched: “I’m bout to
slap rappers around and bruise the game”*}
“What.. what?” {*scratch: “You
wanna battle me?”*} “Yo man..”
“How much money you got?”

[ Guru ]
Bitch you don’t even know, the half about me I
bring it straight to your chest, ask your staff
about me I’m just a little bit older, plus a whole
lot wiser I might advise ya, or I might pulverize
ya I can visit any city, get respect in the street
While you alone in your room, shook to death of
the streets I’ll take a second to speak, I keep my
weapon in reach I ain’t talkin romance but you’ll
get swept off your feet I keeps a ghetto chick,
that loves to blast and she peddle shit Groupies
fake moves, I get her to settle shit You can’t
compare to the status right here Legendary
worldwide, we can battle right here Listen junior,
I’ma tear back your wig This ain’t TV but I’ll
show you what a “Fear Factor” is Stop
grillin me, and all that frontin is killin me You
leave me no choice but to hurt your feelings G

{*scratched: “I’m bout to slap rappers around
and bruise the game”*} “What..
what?” {*scratch: “You wanna battle
me?”*} “Yo man..” “How much
money you got?” “What.. what?”
{*scratch: “We thorough to the end”*}
“Yo man..” “You know the
drill” {*scratched: “I’m bout to slap
rappers around and bruise the game”*}
{*scratched: “I’m bout to slap rappers around
and bruise the game”*} {*scratch: “We
thorough to the end”*} {*scratched: “I’m
bout to slap rappers around”*} “You know
the drill” {*scratch: “We thorough to
the end”*} {*scratched: “I’m bout to
slap rappers around and bruise the game”*}
“You know the drill”