Jolka jolka, eik pati
My battery’s time is decreasing and I’m currently chilling at Talinn’s airport waiting for my flight and listening to Bloc Party – Helicopter…
As I have very little to do I had a possibility to create few lines for my friend, which is having a domestic family problem about shopping:
Jolka jolka eik pati,
nes ta padaryt gali.
duosim pizdulei jei bus kitaip
ahujenai va taip vat visaip
Jolka jolka pinigu daug neisleisk,
bo bus pizdi tau – tu man atleisk.
So what do you think (of course if you understood)? Worth something?
Sorry, it’s a plain joke, but my creativity based on few seconds is like a darkest hour in a hospital – fool of blood, black humour and swearing.
This is how Mc gotu rolls.








This blog is a pure example of how random digital and real lifes can be: amazing fusion between them is what inspires me. Combining semi-personal reviews with general creativity, inspiration and a bit of procrastination I am trying to publish something interesting for a random person, no matter who she or he is.
A COMPLETE WASTE OF TIME ! (<—<< sauktukas)
This is art, this is the emotional expression of post-modernism…
atrodai kaip jolka
atrodau kaip liocha, siaip
ta veikeja jau buvau pamirsus, bet panasumai tai stebinantys
Neee, apie shuopinga as, kerieplos jus! :*
aš pernelyg gerai išauklėta tokiai poezijai
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(net kai dar nebuvau žinoma kaip broccoli, niekad niekad(!) nėr išsprūdę tie žodžiai iš p raidės. net mintyse
ultimate straight edge?!