Aúuuuuu! (The first on the forehead)
probably all know what it is that you do not agree. Those of you at school you were not fat, you would have appalling spectacles apparatus or those who make history. Let's face it: boys and girls who were popular (and popular) in high school have no blogs, no time to read. They have to spend much time with their children, minivan, or weds wife and family policy varies as karmic punishment ... or so I like to believe.
So you, you're reading this, you know how hard it is to not accept you. You know what you feel that you change for another, and look enviously at the popular boy or girl (or popular! - What mania women, Stan! *) And think how you'd be on your skin. Then we
and gentlemen, this is a feeling that nobody is immune. No, not even so-called pop-rock stars (which is what you say you do when you pop in that crappy occasionally sounds like a guitar with some distortion, as if to hide), and the proud "Latino stars."
Friday, August 14, 2009
Today, to the delight of the masses, we shall see in detail one of those sad cases of child who wanted to be the most popular school, but transcript - I just made up a word? - To be the most popular pop- Rock: Shakira. We will see the chilling degree you can fry the meninges molar desire more. Before
swallow a whole goat that tyrannosaurus in Jurassic Park, Shakira sang decently. Singing away, it is clear, but his voice could pass for human. Now, the above girl with braids pseudorrebelde roses between the long black hair, which must be the only thing in common with Alanis Morissette, although they tried to sell it as Latin-Morissette is a monster that has been proposed hyperoxygenated is no inch of her anatomy without burn indelibly into our retinas. Do not get me wrong, normally I have nothing against people teach meat, in fact I love ... The problem is that Chaki is determined to prove that you can move the belly and torso separately, and possibly see her squirm-dipped in oil, petroleum or nasty-on knowing what their short legs as if she had swallowed acid is not my idea something sexy.
But let the title of today: It had to happen. When a hair is too little oxygen, hydrogen peroxide inevitably something pierces the skull and you will be filtered to the cerebral cortex. Shakira is now showing the first symptoms, and one example: I have here in all its repulsive glory, the lyrics of "Wolf"-that continue to drain the foreigner market has translated as "She-wolf." swallow a whole goat that tyrannosaurus in Jurassic Park, Shakira sang decently. Singing away, it is clear, but his voice could pass for human. Now, the above girl with braids pseudorrebelde roses between the long black hair, which must be the only thing in common with Alanis Morissette, although they tried to sell it as Latin-Morissette is a monster that has been proposed hyperoxygenated is no inch of her anatomy without burn indelibly into our retinas. Do not get me wrong, normally I have nothing against people teach meat, in fact I love ... The problem is that Chaki is determined to prove that you can move the belly and torso separately, and possibly see her squirm-dipped in oil, petroleum or nasty-on knowing what their short legs as if she had swallowed acid is not my idea something sexy.
Sly Sly passing passing
That wolf is special
Mirala, walk walk
Who has not loved a goddess werewolf
In the heat of a romantic evening
My cries are called
I want a domesticated wolf
I finally found a magic bullet to erase entirely the fault
I will not stay by your side watching TV and listening to apologize
life has given me a ravenous appetite and you just give me candy
I go with my legs and my youth out there even if you kill the jealousydid not expect any of theseCH
gives no advice or listen to
A wolf in the closet
feel like going out to eat
Let
neighborhood before going to sleep I have
magnetic stilettos
To stop the frantic herd
The full moon like fruit
I carry a special radar to locate single
If anything I get in trouble also led the number of firefighters
types or very nice or divas or rich kids I know what I
have a good time and behave badly in the arms of a gentleman
A wolf in the closet
you feel like
Let it out
neighborhood eat before you go to sleepWhen the wolf almost one in heat waves to the moon
Doubt if walking down the street or enter a bar to try his luck
already sitting at the table and sets its sights at its next prey of unsuspecting Poor
did not expect any of these
Sly Sly passing passing
That wolf is special
Mirala walk, walkLet the neighborhood to eat before you go
sleep
can not see me, but I have the finger and thumb in the eye each and I am rubbing. Where to begin? Why the shock that is considered a "goddess werewolf, perhaps? Do you hair out throughout the body when the moon is full? So no wonder they frighten people, Shakira, but that's not because you're a sexually liberated woman who is not afraid to show their appetites, but because you become a possessed Furby fucking full moon.
alter ego of the Chaqui
But we move forward:
has found a cure for guilt. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I thought this lady was algunaotra Christian sect or similar. And again Correct my if I'm wrong, but these people just to "sexually free" does not do very much, and less if you are female. So no, Shakira, you should feel guilty: you will burn in hell.
The chorus is where we learn more: a wolf in the closet. Interesting verse. You mean that was hidden? Then we took a few years old already seeing thiszorrona. Maybe the poor did not realize? Maybe the poor fell fainting while praying, waking trance, poured 15 liters of hydrogen peroxide in the head and an ear, dressed in the case of a cushion and went to fox? And here I am laughing at it! With ugly that is going around laughing at the disabled! Also wants to "eat the neighborhood." Must have an eating disorder, poor thing. Or maybe the wrong word: he wanted to "tail" but I shook his hand to the keyboard. Do the experiment: if sustituís "neighborhood" with "tail", the song takes on a much more evident.
The "bringing the number of firefighters is" priceless. I dread to think of the firefighters face if Shakira would call them to fix the fire that dwells in your mini-thong. Oh, and want to make clear he does not want "types or very nice or divas or rich kids"-that is, male version of herself, it's pretty safe, but "knights", which is the euphemism of "dirty old men with hair slicked back and Baron Dandy stink." But of course, that would have been too long to fit in the letter.
And what of "are one" makes me sick. Let's see, if one, which is more than one? It seems a strange question, but it is not. The plural is used to refer to several things, and one can not be "many" and "one" at a time. So no, Shakira, no "are" the one. It's one fucked up illiterate.
Finally, we read that verse again:When nearly a she-wolf in heat waves to the moon
sitting at the table and sets its sights on its next prey of unsuspecting Poor
Doubt if walking down the street or enter a bar to try his fortune is now
Chilling. Put yourself in the skin of that poor guy who is so quiet in the bar and, unfortunately for him, falls within the ideal of beauty Shakira, which according to this song, breathe and have a penis. What this poor unfortunate girl would be a short legs and peroxide, oiled, entering the bar with a face that put some kind of aunts in video clips when they make slut, who is watching intensely as he cuts hair all over body. Sure, Shakira, the unsuspecting in question is not one of those waiting: waiting for a human being and you, since you swallowed goat, and you're not. And less howling like howl in the chorus, you do not know if you're a wolf or a cat asking for their ration of milk. Wait ...
To facilitate understanding of this "song" to the public it is addressed, I guess I consider it to hypercomplex and megasofisticada, riddled with subtle allusions to the parade, I decided to summarize in one sentence:
Today follo.
Sure.
* "From now on ... I want you to call me Loretta! "
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