daca nu-ti mai place barbatul de langa tine…

Ladies !!!!! am gasit solutia …  monotonia va preseaza, ati vrea cu noul an sa se mai schimbe ceva in viata dvs ???? b arbatul de langa voi e mereu acelasi ??!!! solutia e acest magnific produs italian

o altfel de arta…

artistii strazii pe mapamond:

Torino

Napoli

Madrid

Londra

Poveste cu talc… ;)

Intr-o scurta conversatie, un barbat intreaba urmatorul lucru pe o femeie: Ce tip de barbat cauti?
Ea ramase un moment tacuta inainte de a-l privi in ochi si ii zise: Vrei sa stii intr-adevar?
El raspuse: da
Atunci incepu sa zica:
Fiind femeie in acest timp, sunt in pozitia de a-i cere barbatului ceea ce eu nu pot face pentru mine. Platesc facturile, ma ocup de casa, merg la supermarket, fac cumparaturi si totul fara ajutorul unui barbat… Imi pun intrebarea: Ce poti tu sa aduci in viata mea?
Barbatul ramase privind. Gandea cu siguranta ca este vorba de bani.
Ea, stiind ce gandeste el, spuse:
Nu ma refer la bani. Am nevoie de mai mult. Am nevoie de un om care sa lupte pentru perfectiune in toate aspectele vietii.
El isi incrucisa bratele, se aseza in fotoliu si privind- o ii ceru sa explice mai in detaliu.
Ea zise:
Caut pe cineva care sa lupte pentru perfectiune mentala, pentru ca am nevoie de cineva cu care sa conversez si care sa ma stimuleze din punct de vedere intelectual. Eu nu am nevoie de cineva simplu din punct de vedere mental.
Am nevoie de cineva suficient de sensibil ca sa inteleg prin ce trec eu ca femeie, dar suficient de puternic ca sa ma incurajeze si sa nu ma lase sa cad. Caut pe cineva pe care sa il respect ca sa pot sa fiu “ascultatoare”. Nu pot sa fiu asa cu cineva care nu poate sa isi rezolve singur problemele.
Eu caut un barbat care se poate ajuta pe sine insusi pentru a ne ajuta reciproc. Cand termina se uita la el si il vedea foarte derutat si intrebator.
El ii zise: Ceri mult. Ea raspunse: Valorez mult.

Why ???

I did it because I can … I can because I want to … I want to because you said I couldn’t …

Here I go again

simply Whitesnake , enjoy this music

I dont know where Im going
But, I sure know where Ive been
Hanging on the promises
In songs of yesterday
An Ive made up my mind,
I aint wasting no more time
But, here I go again
Here I go again

Tho I keep searching for an answer,
I never seem to find what Im looking for
Oh lord, I pray
You give me strength to carry on,
cos I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams

An here I go again on my own
Goin down the only road Ive ever known,
Like a hobo* I was born to walk alone
An Ive made up my mind
I aint wasting no more time

Im just another heart in need of rescue,
Waiting on loves sweet charity
An Im gonna hold on
For the rest of my days,
cos I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams

An here I go again on my own
Goin down the only road Ive ever known,
Like a hobo* I was born to walk alone
An Ive made up my mind
I aint wasting no more time

But, here I go again,
Here I go again,
Here I go again,
Here I go…

An Ive made up my mind,
I aint wasting no more time

An here I go again on my own
Goin down the only road Ive ever known,
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone
cos I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams

An here I go again on my own
Goin down the only road Ive ever known,
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone
An Ive made up my mind
I aint wasting no more time…

But, here I go again,
Here I go again,
Here I go again,
Here I go,
Here I go again…

* in the 1987 version this word is changed to drifter.
Davids management thought that hobo could be confused with homo!