oko_jeza 02.01.03, 22:09 whats's the meaning of this words? -get around -let's hear it for a boy -no fucking way thanks! Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś czytaj wygodnie posty
greatwhite Re: question 03.01.03, 01:08 oko_jeza napisała: > whats's the meaning of this words? > -get around To zależy Get around the house- przejdz na około domu I get around - Może znaczyć: Daje sobie radę > -let's hear it for a boy Nie wiem jak to wytłumaczyć ale w zasadzie to "Brawo!" At the end of the concert somebody from the crowd yelled : Lets here it for them! And the place went crazy. > -no fucking way Bardzo wulgarne "NIE!" > > thanks! Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
awalk Re: question 10.01.03, 08:04 > > > -let's hear it for a boy > > Nie wiem jak to wytłumaczyć ale w zasadzie to "Brawo!" > > At the end of the concert somebody from the crowd yelled : Lets here it for > them! And the place went crazy. > In standard English it means - Let's hear some applause for the boy Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: kpsting Re: question IP: *.new-york-16-17rs.ny.dial-access.att.net 03.01.03, 05:27 get around... if I remember correctly it can also translate as: to become used to, to become accustomed to something, to make your way around something but not necessarily in a literal meaning Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
greatwhite Re: question 10.01.03, 14:13 Gość portalu: kpsting napisał(a): > get around... if I remember correctly it can also translate as: to become used > to, to become accustomed to something, to make your way around something but > not necessarily in a literal meaning I'll buy it! Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: Rev. Reverend Re: question IP: *.nyc.rr.com 10.01.03, 15:21 get around How are you doing? I'm getting around. W potocznym jezyku znaczy raczej 'dawac sobie rade'. It always depands on context. Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: erwas Re: question IP: 12.96.204.* 10.01.03, 18:48 Gość portalu: Rev. Reverend napisał(a): > How are you doing? > I'm getting around. let's put this conversation in some context. the Rev was leaning deeper and deeper accross the cluttered bar, his black-clad elbow led by a twitching index finger slowly sliding through puddles of beer as he tried to catch the barman's attention. at that moment Fr. Father in his dog- collar and Bro. Brother with shaved head, orange robes n'all, appeared out of nowhere. "how are you doing?" they saluted him. "I'm getting a round" "cool, make mine whatever you're havin', but make it a double", they both said together. Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: chickenShorts Re: question IP: *.abo.wanadoo.fr 10.01.03, 18:58 LOL! PS Does that mean that ty nie 'dawac sobie rade w zyciu'? Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: jargosia Re: question IP: *.mad.east.verizon.net 13.01.03, 19:26 Gość portalu: chickenShorts napisał(a): > LOL! > > PS Does that mean that ty nie 'dawac sobie rade w zyciu'? Yeah, you can use it in this context. Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: . a double IP: webcacheH* / *.chameleon.dialup.pol.co.uk 14.01.03, 03:22 "No fuckin'way" he says lazily, "I'm broke, look at the accessories", pointing to his neck . "Hold on. I'm thirsty too" she walks across with a limp, sweaty and bothered, stumbles at the bar and tosses her veil on the counter. "Sis, you're a red head! I thought errh...never mind" the Priest moves up closer to get a better look at the roots of her ginger curls. "Damn" she thinks as she briefly asseses her own reflection in the Barman's specs, "I've only had them done less than a week ago or so! Must be the friggin'HRT.." "You're late" , says the Knight of Orange picking an ingrown hair from the back of his bumpy head. "I was.. busy...besides..", she perched her foot up on the bar stool and as she lifts the nun's robes up flashing the smooth'n'waxed bit of flesh just above the lace holding the stocking up on her wholesome and shapely yet tight'n'firm thigh of a Working Girl, she sighs in a husky vocal, "..besides, YOU try to get around town in THESE!" "RESPECT!", the Men of Cloth look down at a blood drenched tip of the spikey metallic stiletto as she loosens up the laces on her tight high black leather boots. "The Bitch is no more", she mutters in a low pitch, peeling off her left eye-lash. "The booze is on the Missus tonight." "RESPECT!" "May She rest in peace" "Let's hear it for the Boy" The Father, the Brother, the Preacher , all three and the rest of the Godly Crowd in The Bar applaud and cheer. The Lady is Da Man! Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: chickenshorts Re: a double IP: *.abo.wanadoo.fr 14.01.03, 20:22 ...but how much did you make that night, lurve? www.heptune.com/areyouma.html Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: chickenShorts Re: a double IP: *.abo.wanadoo.fr 14.01.03, 20:28 oops, still drunk... www.heptune.com/lyrics/areyouma.html Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: erwas Re: a double IP: 12.96.204.* 18.01.03, 06:32 Gość portalu: . napisał(a): > "The Bitch is no more", she mutters in a low pitch, peeling off her left > eye-lash. she flung it with a practiced gesture accross the smoke filled room and her eyelid snapped back into her eyeball with a satisfying "plop". the room fell silent as the eyelash soared to it's apex, hung with a fierce stillness below the brown stained tin ceiling before begining it's slow, circling descent to finally settle, with a gentle rustling, before the witches, sacrificial virgins, and lady oracles tables. the Rabbis and the Mullahs frozen in mid- bellow, the shaman and the Master choking on their 'alf'n'alfs, the Orthodox chaps peering into the room through a crack in the Men's Room door, interrupted in their graffiti project. even Fr. Father let his probing fingers lie quite still, briefly, on his acolyte's thigh. to any eyes still seeing, a gnarled dark shape was melting into the shadows, tell-tale beer still dripping from his (yes! it's the Rev.) elbows. just in time. voices from within the "Duck and the Avatar" were rising. "Jeeezuss Christ! Rev! Rev! I don't belive this! he slipped out! Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś
Gość: chickenShorts Re: a double deceit! IP: *.abo.wanadoo.fr 19.01.03, 20:30 "Chrrrist!!!", Rev's scream pierced the air, as he jumped up and went into a mad jumping dance... "Woss' up?", came half conscious inquiery from Rr Father. "My new teeth!!!" So it was! The dentures, having escaped from the jar, were tearing murderously at the flesh of his arse... Poor Rev. Poor Fr Father! And poor Danny De La Rue, abandoned with his flaccid member entangled in his boa... They looked pathetic! This spectacle was over. The gloom, as though waiting for too long fo this silly merriment to end, simply jumped in and set firmly in. All slumped in sheer slump; even the virgins turned out to be rubber, half of them deflated by now, hanging over the chairs, the other half being still at the mercy of the muslim brothers... That was the end. It must have been, if the rabbis stopped tossing their sheckles, abandonned betting... End of things? The end of empire? But there was something looming?... You could hear it rather than see, although the texture of the light had changed as well... Yes, a voice... the voices rather! Growing in unison! Coming from the east, to be sure! Yes! Ave Maria! Yes, yesss... "Aaavee Maariaaa", thundering in that unmistakable slav accent... Not all was lost! Odpowiedz Link Zgłoś