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Genre: Funny Videos
by: YELLOWONION
Recorded 6/20/09 - Wash DC ................................ I wandered over to the Madison Hotel where the Washington DC Auditors Reunion event was taking place. ...
by: anonsparrow2
This dude wandered into the hotel lobby with no shoes soaking wet completly smashed then he tried to show us he had no shoes and fell
by: dragbike14
I invited my friends over for movie night. Me, Pepper, and Brittney were all set up for one of those great gangster flicks with these rugged tough Latinos all tatted-up and ready to pop a cap on anybody who wandered into his turf sporting the wrong colors. Then I started to wonder what if he were in the room watching us. How would we react to his presence, would we panic in terror, or will one of us get up and take off our clothes and mount him? We enjoyed movie night, maybe next time we'll watch a Kung Fu movie.
by: oldgregrules
If you lost someone you loved, what would you pay to bring him back from the dead? Be careful what you wish for . . . it just may find you. From childhood until her sixteenth year, Isis Villiers wandered the steep cliffs at twilight along the coast of Cornwall near her ancestral home...But when a tragedy occurs from the ledge of an open window, Iris discovers that she possesses the ability to speak to the dead... Turn up the sound -- but after you watch the video, dont give away the secret! Isis Douglas Clegg Book Trailer Find out more about this author here http://www.douglasclegg.com Find out more about this book http://tinyurl.com/m2bofh Paranormal Fantasy Fiction
Genre: Entertainment
by: cosproductions
Extract El Bandi of Cheikh Sidi Bemol in Algiers concert lirics and musics Hocine BOUKELLA.Translation Aric Wizenberg The banditMy teeth were on the doleLike me, they weren’t working anymore.Electricity and gas supplies cut offI dreamt of coffees and cigs.Misfortune was watching out at my door,Eager for finding me dead.My time would have come,I became a bandit, forgive me.In the street, I went out, determined,A big club in the hand.I knocked out the first guy around,I striped him down and left him.The snakes (1) heard about it,Went and picked up me, chained.They nabbed me at the caf,Direction: the Serkadji (2).Mr. and Mrs. So-and-so,Unemployed persons and workers,Every of them said: “This nutcase,He should be sentenced to death!”Hopefully, the judge calmed downWhen he heard all my miseries.He said to me: “You’re a criminal,You must pay ten years!”I spent eight, they released me,I had missed the neighborhood, Mister!In Belcourt(3), I wandered,Walking and lowering the head.I w
by: irawiz
