Pero no, no hay prisa; te duele el corazón al recordar su sonrisa, te duele con razón, pero no, no hay prisa.
Y vuelves a tu casa con la misma camisa, pero con manchas de ron.

dijous, 19 de gener del 2012

I've been told its a good idea to start a speech with a joke. Well don't get your hopes up, I'm not here to tell jokes. I'm here to pick a fight. I'm here to pick a fight with second place. I have as much patience for second place as I do for flies in my soup! But maybe you like flies in your soup, maybe you like second place, maybe you like that "you gave it your best better luck next time" malarkey they spoon feed runner ups. Let me put it another way, if you think second place ain't such a bad deal why don't you ask Napoleon how he felt about coming in second at Waterloo? Not so good, not so good. And you can spare me "its not whether win or lose its how you play the game" bullshit, I guarantee you who ever said that lost the game. Moral of the story come in first. Still wanna hear a joke? Fine, here's one for you. Knock knock, who's there? The guy that finished second. The guy that finished second who? Exactly...