Mer gebet nix.
Mer gebet nix.
Videothek
"FSK ab 18"-Abteilung
"A sphere is just a special case of a cube." - neulich in der Arbeitsgruppe
"Die Geschichte des Lebens ist eine Chronik des Sterbens." - Frank Schätzing
DarkBeQstopia - Zuflucht für jedermann
Kettensägenmassaker & Lederfetisch
Alice im Wunderland
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And the wolf playeth:
Iss Mich!
Kanibale
The Blue Lotus, a legend, I thought a myth
Old poems and stories gone
A beauty of unimaginable lust
Both men's hearts, and Gods, were won
Skin like milk, an angels face
They say her smile could kill
Her hair the blackest of all black
Stories I thought though, still
<span style='color:red'> 42 is the number of the beast: 6*6+6=42 </span>
Feinschmecker
Genießer
Wonneschauer
And I warn you
It's the best shot of your life
And I warn you
It's the best shot of your life
Shot of love
Shot of love
The Blue Lotus, a legend, I thought a myth
Old poems and stories gone
A beauty of unimaginable lust
Both men's hearts, and Gods, were won
Skin like milk, an angels face
They say her smile could kill
Her hair the blackest of all black
Stories I thought though, still
<span style='color:red'> 42 is the number of the beast: 6*6+6=42 </span>
Sunday, Bloody Sunday - U2
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Nordirland
"This threshold is mine. I claim it for my own.
Bring on your thousands, one at a time or all in a rush.
I don't give a damn.
None shall pass!"
Großbritannien
OZ
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Yellowbrick Road
Kansas
Superman
How do you show someone real love when you don't even know what it feels like?
Fabriken stehen Schlot an Schlot,
Vorm Hurenhaus das Licht ist rot.
Ein blinder Bettler starrt zur Höh,
Ein kleines Kind hat Gonorrhoe.
Eitrig der Mond vom Himmel trotzt.
Ein Dichter schreibt. Ein Leser kotzt.
Strumpfhosen
"Wir leben alle unter dem gleichen Himmel, aber wir haben nicht alle den gleichen Horizont." (Konrad Adenauer)
Robin Hood
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