mirko i snezana vukomanovic

pokusajte da ih zamislite kako iskreno slusaju muziku, loze se na pesmu koju slusaju, djuskaju, veseli su, dive se pesmi koju je neko drugi napravio...
no chance :)
mirko jos i djene djene ali snezana vukomanovic je slika i prilika sminkerske lazne i bez ikakvog bekgraunda uspostavljene skole misljenja : "ako si namrgodjen i svaka druga rec koju izgovaras je na engleskom uspeces u svetu laznog srpskog pop-a"
malopre gledam kako se useravaju u ove klince sto se takmice u "pevanju" i skapiram da je cak i onaj mali adnan, seljace iz bosne hiljadu puta bolji i iskreniji covek od ovog bracnog para.. gledam ga kako se nervira, raduje, kako je glup, kako ne ume da otpeva pesmu...
mirko i sneza nemaju te faze u svojim zivotima.. oni sve znaju, sve mogu, uvek su blago sarkasticni, ne vole preterano nikog osim svojih pesama/tekstova...
garantujem da nije lako biti mirko i sneza :)

sto ja volim taj seks keks

i u liftu.. sa perom zderom.. njam njam njam njam...
familija bila dobra grupa, secam se kako smo se lozili na njihovu produkciju devedesetih.. imali su neki smek osamdesetih.. tekstovi nisu bili losi... i secam se kad su izbacili singl "sto ja volim taj seks", slusali smo pesmu u kolima piceci ka nekoj tezgi..
malopre po hiljaditi put slusam kako su je prodali za verovatno nekih soma dva evra nekoj fabrici keksa :) sto ja volim taj keks... o bozeeee....
a sta je drugo covek mogao da ocekuje u ovoj zemlji ?

new sport in serbia

It's a cold rainy day in Belgrade again. June thinks it's November, what will November think?..who knows. And what a lunch i had today, wow : hot dogs, djuvec (some kind of hungarian meal with vegetables), vajkrem (again hungarian product - some juicy stuff you put on bred), mayo, french cheese, tomato salad with onions and a half litre of yogurt.
Five minutes after luch (if I can still call that a lunch), my stomach started to make some weird sounds that i ignored and went to make me some black turkish coffey.
I sat on a couch, got my new psp and started to play Grand Theft. The level was pretty cool, I was on a mission to take money from some local bimboos and hunt down other pimps from that neighbourhood.
Suddenly it started. My stomach became an unforgiving enemy whose only plan was to get me in the WC as soon as possible. The game was so good, I didin't want to interuppt. The coffey was on a kitchener... And than I discovered America : I can go take a shit and play a psp game in the same time if I make that coffey really fast.
And yes, I made it. I was taking a shit while I was playing Grand Theft for more than an hour.
Than a thought came on my mind : " 20 years ago, if someone would have told me something like - you will play games while taking a shit and you'll be 31 years old I would look him in the eyes and said - Yeah right, now go back to watch Falsh Gordon".
Frankly, this was an amazing expirience.
After that I went on a local market to buy some stickers for my world cup 2006 album.
Soon I will be 32. Maybe it's time for me to do something else with my life ? How about Playstation 3 ? :)
Peace.