22 de febrero de 2008

¡La reina del dibujo en el msn!



PLAAAAAN DENTAAAAL
LISA NECESITA FRENOS
PLAAAAN DENTAAAAL
LISA NECESITA FRENOS





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"Te dije que Lisa necesitaba frenos"








JAJAJAJ

16 de febrero de 2008

Wake me up before you go-go!

ZOOLANDER!

(In the cementery, after the call of the hand model)

DEREK: So why male models?

HAND MODEL: Think about it, Derek. Male models are genetically
constructed to become assassins...They're in peak physical condition...
They can gain entry to the most secure places in the world. And most important of all, models don't think for themselves.-
They do as they're told.

DEREK: That is not true.

HAND MODEL: Yes it is, Derek. Yeah.
Think about any photo shoot you've ever been on.


FLASHBACK (Derek in a photo shoot)


PHOTOGRAPHER: You're a monkey, Derek!
Dance, monkey,in your little spangly shoes!
Mash your cymbals, chimpy!
Dance, Derek, dance!


FLASHBACK OVER


DEREK: Good point. But if this has been going on for so long, Mugatu...

HAND MODEL: He's just a punk-ass errand boy... working for an international syndicate of fashion designers.
You do a little background checkon your Mr. Mugatu. You'll find he sold his soul to the devil for a shot at the big time.

DEREK: ...
DEREK : But why male models?


HAND MODEL: Are you serious? I just...I just told you that a moment ago.

DEREK: Right.

The Parking Place - Seinfeld



JERRY: Where was the bathroom in this mall? There are six-hundred stores, I didn't see one bathroom. What is this, like a joke? They finished building the mall and they go, "Oh my god, we forgot the bathrooms."

MOTHER: (O.C.) Don't you dare talk to me like that! You hear me?

ELAINE: Look at that woman.


SHE'S HITTING HER BOY ON THE BACK OF HIS HEAD.


MOTHER: I told you! I don't care! You'll have to wait.

GEORGE: (TO WOMAN): Hey, is that necessary?

MOTHER: (TO GEORGE): Why don't you mind your own business?

GEORGE: I think hitting a defenseless child is my business.

KID (TO GEORGE): You're ugly.

GEORGE: ...What?

KID: You're ugly.

GEORGE: You are!

KID: You are!

THE KID GETS IN THE CAR. GEORGE IS STUNNED.

GEORGE: I should've hit the little son-of-a-bitch. I can't stand kids. Adults think it's so wonderful how honest kids are. I don't need that kind of honesty. I'll take a deceptive adult over an honest kid any day.