Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Han Solo

(Amongst snails, spiders and porcupines)

POLIÇA: What happened to your freedom?
Han Solo: Lost it amongst the trees
P: your hands look red... have you been bleeding?
HS: ...I seduced the teacher...
P: Came as soon as I saw the fire burning down 
HS: I don't need anyone
P: Why would you throw matches in my home? ...don't know where to turn 
HS: Is that all?
P: apologize!
HS: The day when birds start falling from the sky
P: Is that all?
HS: Start asking and I'll cut off my own hand

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Morning, Mrs. Magpie

Not about the lyrics, but how they're delivered.
Not about the song, but about the atmosphere.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Back Street Spice

Yoko Spice: Is that lice dancing all over your head?
Blondie Spice: ...and hers, and yours, and probably your little wide-eyed spicy-Spice too!
Pole Spice: Run for your lives, call Back Street Spice!
YS: But there's something about this one... it has a twinkle in its eyes.
BS: ...are you two together now, or is this a 3-way call?
PS: Is this not what technology is for?
YS: Brava bravisima!

And BS bows to her audience with absolute pride after her most wondeful-est and foreign-est performance of all times... (with a bucket by her side).

You see, my dear readers, some nights you go to bed with lice, some nights you B*rd*t all night, but this will always be remembered as the night when we unofficially welcomed BSS.

Friday, February 3, 2012

The Secret

J: ...but I want to...
A: The secret shall not be leaked.
J: ...but I have this urge...
A: Control it you must.
J: ...but they look so pretty...
A: Under wraps remain they should.

Orders I follow not.

A: What have you done?! What have you done?!
J: Consider this, what's done is done.

I trust you not.

J: But not for long... for I will rise from deep below, trust me again you will, I know!