Why I don't argue on YouTube comments
Because it’s useless to argue with retarded people.
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Why I don't argue on YouTube comments
Because it’s useless to argue with retarded people.
Things to do when I get a new job
At least one day of the month, call a girl and spend considerable money on a dinner for two in a real nice restaurant.
— Tá aí uma notícia que eu gostaria de ler no dia do show.
Carolina é uma menina bem difícil de esquecer. Que me desculpem as outras garotas, mas quase todas as Carolinas que passaram pela minha vida fizeram meu coração bater mais forte que o resto. Praticamente todas as Carolinas que conheci pessoalmente eram lindas (exceto talvez uma ou duas que me lembro agora), e todas eram inteligentes e interessantes.
Às vezes, reencontro alguma Carolina de anos atrás só pra constatar que ela está a cada dia mais linda. Pra lembrar, com uma batida mais forte de coração, que aquela é uma das Carolinas da minha vida. E com um sorriso de Carolina, ela me lembra que sou só um amigo, um velho amigo e nada mais. E vou seguindo pela vida, conhecendo outras belas Carolinas, quem sabe uma delas um dia seja minha.
Ladies and Gentlemen, THE INVINCIBLE IRON-MAN.
iron man
Does whatever an Iron can.
I’ve read somewhere on the internet that Owen Wilson has this crooked nose because he broke it about 13 times when he was younger. Man, he must’ve been a complete retard when he was a kid. How can a person break his nose so much times?
Edit: Other accounts tell he broke his nose only twice, one of them playing football in high school, which is why what gave him a twisted nose. Looking at his nose, I would bet he was hit in the face by a truck while playing football. Don’t they use helmets and shit?
Iron man, Iron Man
Does whatever an Iron can.
Shoot lasers from his hand
and shoot missiles on command.
Hey there! Here comes the Iron Man
Is he robot? Or a man?
I can’t tell in that tin can.
Oh! It’s Tony Stark, in suit
He’s got jets in his boots
Look out! Here comes the Iron-man!
On a Friday night, you can find him in bed.
With a lady friend, or two, and a clown
Iron-man, Iron-man
Not the worlds most friendly man
Wealth and Fame, he’s got it
but he loves to blow up stuff
To him,
Life’s about girls and gun sales
Where ever there are cocktails
You’ll find the iron man.
Why I can't watch to Smallville anymore
You see, when people do a series about young Superman growing up and discovering his powers, you watch to the first four or five seasons thinking “hey, cool, there goes Clark learning shit and becoming Superman”. But when it comes to the ninth season, and he already knows Lex Luthor, Lois Lane, Brainiac, Zod, Supergirl, the goddamn Justice League of America, has become a journalist at the Daily Planet and has even fuckin’ defeated Doomsday, but the boy still doesn’t have a damn clue about how to fly, then you just stop waiting for the bastard to become Superman anymore. Meanwhile, Bruce Wayne must be wearing a bat costume and kicking ass for years now in Gotham City.
James Bond is an horrible fighter, he just gets lucky sometimes, except when the bad guys are way worse fighters than him (which means he just got lucky to fight worse fighters).
