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Mistrzowie sprzedazy

04.11.25, 09:33
Ogladajac zdjecia grup ludzi w prasie zadziwia troche, ze wielu politykow nosi tenisowki niekiedy nawet do garniturow. Producenci butow sprzedaja i zyskuja pewnie coraz mniej.

Jesli juz o sprzedazy masowej mowa, to innym produktem-rekordzista jest smartfon, czyli ex-telefon komorkowy. Ten telefon ma tyle nowych funkcji, ze staje sie powoli podrecznym komputerem.

W kazdy razie te produkty widze na podium mistrzow sprzedazy masowej :)

PF
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    • perla.roztocza Re: Mistrzowie sprzedazy 04.11.25, 10:25
      polski_francuz napisał:

      > W kazdy razie te produkty widze na podium mistrzow sprzedazy masowej :)

      moim zdaniem najlepiej idzie sprzedaż obietnic wyborczych właśnie.
      • polski_francuz Re: Mistrzowie sprzedazy 04.11.25, 11:36
        perla.roztocza napisał(a):


        "moim zdaniem najlepiej idzie sprzedaż obietnic wyborczych właśnie."

        W naszych systemach na kilka lat tylko. Poczekajmy troche moze Trump wymysli cos nowego :).

        PF
      • caesar_pl Re: Mistrzowie sprzedazy 04.11.25, 14:56
        Stefan,gdzie jestes belferze z polskiego?
        najlepiej idzie sprzedac to prawidlowo po polsku?
        • boavista4 Re: Mistrzowie sprzedazy 04.11.25, 17:37
          Najlepsze telefony dla kobiet muszą cechować się dużą wydajnością, funkcjonalnością oraz niezrównaną estetyką.

          Fuck Your Phone

          Every time you with me, you
          be staying on your phone
          And every time I look at you
          I see that stupid glow up off your phone
          Go fuck your phone
          Go, go, go, go, go fuck your phone
          Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
          E-e-e-every time you with me,
          you be staying on your phone
          And every time I look at you
          I see that stupid glow up off your phone
          Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
          Fuck your phone, go fuck your phone.


          I swear to God that I'm
          just like ugh! I mean ugh!
          Look, I'm 'bout two seconds
          from grabbing that getro pcs
          And chunkin' that shit
          right up at your head
          Cause I swear that I
          hope you lose reception
          Or that yo shit get disconnected
          Cause I'm so tired of
          your no job-havin' ass
          All on this date disrespecting
          It's like every time
          that you come around
          I just see that stupid glow
          right up off your phone
          And up off yo dome
          And ya got me talking to
          myself like I'm alone
          Got a girl like me
          'bout ready to explode
          I'ma need me a man that's fully grown
          Ain't worried about retweets,
          livin' up in these streets
          Beep beep, boy you
          better watch that road
          What the hell is so urgent that
          you worried 'bout that bird
          And that lil' timeline
          Better be sure that's
          really worth the fact
          That you 'bout to kiss my ass bye-bye
          Wasting my time with your sideline ass
          Phone giggling all bright-eyed old
          immature lookin' ass grown lil boy
          Get the hell up out my eyesight
          I got real problems, real life
          Got real shit that I'ma deal with
          And you been up on it,
          call it killing time
          Well that's it, you
          really just killed it
          So fuck you, fuck your phone,
          fuck your social network
          I'ma go out in the real
          world as a real girl
          You hang ten in your net surf


          Every time you with me, you
          be staying on your phone
          And every time I look at you
          I see that stupid glow up off your phone
          Go fuck your phone
          Go, go, go, go, go fuck your phone
          Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
          E-e-e-every time you with me,
          you be staying on your phone
          And every time I look at you
          I see that stupid glow up off your phone
          Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
          Fuck your phone, go fuck your phone.


          Umm she wanna instagram her dinner
          Tweet that she having fun and shit
          iMessage ain't delivered
          OMG SMH what a bummer bitch
          Nowadays two people
          be next to each other
          Don't talk, just twitter
          mention each other
          Texting each other
          Oh shit, God forbid y'all
          show interest in each other
          OMG I'm having so much fun
          Woo this party's awesome
          Umm sure it is
          And so much so you gon' sit up
          on your phone and gossip 'bout
          Who did what, and what they did
          And who in love and who been friends
          And who hate who and who say when
          And who got fired and who just quit
          This shit is wack
          My phone is off, I'm getting crunk
          I'm living life, finna fucking ball
          We getting drunk, see we got
          fat bitches and skinny bitches
          And medium bitches, and thick bitches
          And most of the world won't see it
          Fuck it, I'ma twitpic it


          Every time you with me, you
          be staying on your phone
          And every time I look at you
          I see that stupid glow up off your phone
          Go fuck your phone
          Go, go, go, go, go fuck your phone
          Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
          E-e-e-every time you with me,
          you be staying on your phone
          And every time I look at you
          I see that stupid glow up off your phone
          Go fuck your phone, y-y-your phone
          Fuck your phone, go fuck your phone.
          Go fuck your phone

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