Glupost je neuništiva.
Richie:
Molière! Molière! Oh, he could bash out a tune or two. [To a tune from The Four Seasons] Tum-tum tiddly-tum tum-tum-tum, tum – and the other twiddly bits. He was Scottish you know.
Eddie:
Who, Vivaldi?
Richie:
No Eddie, I’m talking about composers. Honestly, it’s football, football, football with you, isn’t it?
autor: Gaal, 25/10/2023
Arhiva
In Bermondsey, in Burberry
You held me at the barricade
The pigs arrived with tear gas
And I wept at the mistakes we made
We stalked the streets like animals
And danced as windows shattered
For the island, for the thrill of it
For everything that mattered
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