Bunissima

My mom and dad have been watching an English tv show where they saw, among other funny things, a scene where a guy takes his future wife at home to introduce her to his parents. While they were talking about how they met and all, the mother starts breastfeeding the “baby” that was soon to get married.
Few hours after, they tell me the story of it. I smiled and said it’s kinda funny, kinda English. My dad says then that it might be some truth in it, since he knew about some kid that was breastfed until 9 years old. And that he was eating bread and sucking the milk directly from the source. And then had more bread and so on. I started laughing this time, with disgust. My dad said he was retarded.
And then my mom says that the more time the kids are breastfed, the less intelligent they are. And then she started saying that she was never breastfed. Having barely finished her sentence my dad says to her “You should start doing this… to catch up.”
Suddenly my dad and I started laughing hysterically and my mom started laughing too, thinking we were laughing about the story from the movie.
After we calm down a bit looking amused at her, she is like “Oh… you are making fun of me.”

The deodorant business must be a really good deal. It has to be very creative.
Just look at these pretty names they have.

And if that was not enough, check this out.

Oh, you saw, you did.

Need I say anything about the name of this here shampoo? Well, just take one letter out, for fun, c’mon, guess which one!
And I will just mention briefly that this is a shampoo with extract of nettle and hair conditioner.

So, somebody came from google to my site looking for “you tub”. Why, you tub too!
Now, repeat with me: you tube. Then say it all really fast, and maybe google will take you to the right place and won’t let your mind struggle again about the reason why you miraculously landed on my site. Ok, i am sick of this. Go to http://youtube.com/
Peace and keep tubing bro.

Doua fete in autocar.
-Ia uite ce se alearga oile alea… Is oi, nu-i asa?
-… tuuu, is oi, cum sa nu fie oi, tuu?!
-Pai de unde sa stiu io cum arata oile, io am crescut la oras. Pe noi nu ne-a invatat la gradinita cum arata oile. Nici la scoala nu ne-a invatat ce-s alea oi. Nu am invatat nicaieri.
-Tuu, nu te-am dus io la tara la mine, ti-am aratat vacile si oile mele si… tot?
-Tu nu ai oi tuu, ai vaci… vaco!

Peste vreo douazeci de minute. Aceleasi fete.
-Tu, municipiul e oras, nu?
-Da, da’ exista si capitala de judet, care nu e acelasi lucru cu municipiul!
-Da, adica, Craiova este capitala Olteniei si Bucurestiul este capitala Romaniei, adica e deasupra Craiovei.
-Da ma, da’ fiecare judet are si el capitala lui.

Duude, you so totally have to buy this, says he.

Does this ever end?