nog ff...

Hoi

Ik ging al paar dagen geleden een postje zetten maar heb niet super veel tijd gehad. De tijd die ik dan vrij had, had ik geen zin om wat te schrijven. Net zoals nu! In de plaats daarvan ga ik nog een sterk stukje tekst zetten! Degene die het kennen hebben er wss nog niet eens bij stilgestaan hoe diep die wel gaat... Anyway hier komt die dan;

Little good things are simply ignored

a good husband is a faithful man.

A faithful man is not always a good husband

a husband today is a man who has a funky housewife.

little keys open big doors

little doors open big keys

large crowds, huge sums of money, spectacular accidents and shocking scandals

large crowds, huge sums of money, spectacular accidents and shocking scandals

The love for her husband is deep

she would often do things for her husband

without ever asking him anything in return

or even expecting him to know what she has done for him.

However, long she has been married to her husband;

she treats him with respect and tenderness.

And she always dresses herself neatly and pleasantly,

never extravagantly, nor vulnerable, nor Gucci or Versace .

My kind of women, housewives

respect and tenderness,

respect and tenderness

To be lonely, without being aloneis a bitter loneliness

To be alone, without being lonelyis sweet, solid

Fresh food and cold beer.

Loneliness is one of the most unnoticeable,

and yet one of the most cruel punishments,

any human being could ever suffer.

For respective of ones races

and the infinite joy and learning.

By her example she inspires her husband to be justice

and kind to all people.

And to live a cool and meaningful life.

She greatly helps him to do more in better work

and with greater fun and energy.

She makes him feel she is among the pleasant of men.

She is her husbands comfort and consolation.

She is his source of joy and peace,

a sort of joystick.

Better than any drug,

She is his paradise on earth.

Loneliness is one of the most unnoticeable,

and yet one of the most cruel punishments,

any human being can ever suffer!

Irrespective of ones races, legend, national origin, sex and even health and wealth.

I am hungry, feed me now.

Loneliness is suffered countless,

millions throughout the world.

So damn hungry, feed me now.

Solitude is quite, another thing!

Please lady.

No buildings, no pools, no gardens,

no ever big and expensive

can ever replace the tender love,

the true affection, the respect and cool funky feeling

that the young accord to the old.

Honour thy father and thy mother,

if by motorbike

therefore, those fine housewives serve their parents

in their own homes.

With love, respect and devotion!

Fresh food and cold beers are truly among the best of mankind!

Doei! (Think about it!)