Uw zus kan mij krijgen...

alle gij ook, maar ge moet ook wel tot A'pen stad komen!

(met de groeten van de standaard)
De Australische popzangeres heeft op haar site bekendgemaakt dat ze volgend jaar op tournee trekt. Het Sportpaleis in Antwerpen is een van de haltes.
Twee jaar geleden kreeg Kylie Minogue borstkanker, maar ze overwon de ziekte en ging weer aan het werk. Het resultaat is een nieuw album, X, dat nu in de winkels ligt. Om de plaat te promoten trekt ze nu op tournee.

Volgens Kylie wordt de show een 'nieuwe opwindende ervaring', zowel voor haar als voor het publiek. ze nomet de show 'fris, opwindend en vernieuwend'. Na twee tours die vooral oog hadden voor het verleden, met al haar grootste hits, wil ze nu meer naar de toekomst kijken - maar, staat er nog op haar site te lezen 'er zal zeker plaats zijn voor de favoriete nummers van het publiek'.

De reeks Europese concerten start op 6 mei in Parijs en eindigt op 27 juli in Londen. Tussendoor zal ze ook naar ons land komen: op 7 mei in het Sportpaleis in Antwerpen.

Tickets (35-45 euro) zijn vanaf zaterdag te koop via LiveNation.

Big hits

vrage om high-res pictures.

En die zen te vinne van den g love.

Nuttin' like nuts en chillin' me wa g.

Keep it real dawgs!!!

Mestrich

Ziet datter nei ni ongelooflijk plezant en intrigerend uit?

Gvd, wa hemme'k goesting om men broek daar te gan verslijte...

Letterman & Iraq

to free the women... more the war to C-raq

death by apple tini

It would take 15 Apple Tinis to kill me

Wichita Dating

na 15 tinis lig ekik me mijn pote omhoog, ne se

American Gangster

Awel, ik von da ne goeie film !

Hum duurde wel mottig lank ma zo voelde het alleszins ni an.

nen aanraaier...

Tonic

De jaan zen remedie tege lastige darmen, want...

bitter en bitter maakt het beter !

Geen id of da klopt ma bij deze toch een theorie extra in de wereld gelanceerd.

Y Playas

't kan niet altijd rozekleur en maneschijn zijn

soms zijnt apfels en maagzuur, vandaar steun aan de Jaan peust

A Scanner Darkly

Alleszins weer zo'n wikipage gevonne waarvan da'k weer gezegd heb da'k die ooit helemaal nog is gan leze. Ma de big Q blijft ecther wanneer doede da in godsnaam...

Ik denk volges mij da'k de film nog nie half zo slecht begrepen had uiteindelijk makom.

Verdere uitleg is geleverd door de mense van wiki

777 - Number of the Moose

777

Waar da in Zim 777 the number of the moose is hed da dus blijkbaar nog een andere betekenis, namelijk:

THE NUMBER OF GOD omgzor, ja, GOD

de heer en meesters van urbandictionary hemme de taak op hun genome om da nog is fatsoenlijk uit te legge en ik gan der dus ni meer woorden aan vuilmake.

Napoleon back in town

Coming to PSP and Nintendo DS on 30 october 2007

Stuffed like a turkey !

De mama-doof was weer ongelooflijk goe vandaag. 't was wel geen thanksgiving turkey ma eerder een sunday-eve-kieke.

'k Von anders toch dat' tijd wien da we hiere is wa culinair uit den hoek kwame en dus vandaar een ongeëvenaard kalkoen-recept:

Thanksgiving Roast Stuffed Turkey Recipe

INGREDIENTS:
1 6- to 24-pound dressed turkey, fresh or frozen (allow 1 pound per serving for birds 12 pounds or under, and 3/4 pound
Kosher salt and ground pepper
Dried herbs and spices of choice: sage, thyme, garlic powder, onion powder
Dressing (stuffing) of choice, optional
Vegetable oil
Turkey Gravy
PREPARATION:
To refrigerate fresh turkey:
A whole turkey purchased fresh (not frozen) may safely be refrigerated up to 2 days before roasting.

Click here for how to thaw frozen turkey.

To prepare the turkey for roasting:
Do not stuff the turkey until immediately before roasting. When ready to roast the turkey, rinse the outside and cavities of the bird under cold, running water. Cut away and discard any fat remaining on the bird. Place the turkey on several layers of paper towels to drain. Using additional paper towels, pat the outside and cavities dry. Sprinkle cavity liberally with salt and pepper.

To stuff the turkey, stand the bird on its tail end in a large bowl; using a tablespoon, stuff the neck cavity loosely with dressing. Pull the neck skin over the dressing and fasten it to the body with a poultry skewer. Turn the bird and place the neck end in the bowl; stuff the body cavity loosely with dressing. It is important to stuff the dressing fairly loosely in the bird because dressing expands during cooking.

Remove the turkey from the bowl and lay the bird, breast side up, on a piece of waxed paper or directly on a clean work surface. Pull the legs close to the body and tie the ends together with cotton string. If the tail has been left on the bird, tie the legs to the tail to partially close the body cavity. Some frozen turkeys are packed with a metal clamp to secure the legs, in which case it is not necessary to tie the legs with string. Fold the wings under the bird to provide a platform for roasting.

Place the turkey, breast side up, on a wire rack in a shallow roasting pan. Brush all the exposed surfaces with vegetable oil. Sprinkle liberally with your choice of herbs, spices, salt, and pepper. Insert a meat thermometer into one of the inner thigh areas near the breast, making certain the tip of the thermometer is not touching bone. While many commercial turkeys are packed with a disposable thermometer preinserted into the breast which is designed to pop up when the bird is done, a standard meat thermometer, inserted into the thickest part of the thigh at the time the turkey is placed in the oven for roasting, is considered a more reliable means of determining doneness. Also, a standard meat thermometer makes it possible to know how close the turkey is to being done -- an aid in timing preparation of the remainder of the meal.

To roast the turkey:
Preheat the oven to 325 degrees F.

Cover the turkeyloosely with extra-heavy aluminum foil, leaving space between the bird and the foil. Lightly tuck the foil around the front, back, and sides of the bird. Do not add water to the pan. Roast the turkey until the meat thermometer reaches 180 degrees F. and the juices run clear. (Click for approximate roasting times.)

The roasting time may vary up to 30 minutes, depending upon the bird and the oven. Use the meat thermometer to check the temperature of the dressing. The center of the dressing inside the bird (or in a separate baking dish) must reach a temperature of 165 degrees F. for food safety.

Remove the aluminum foil about 30 minutes before the turkey is done to complete the browning of the bird.

When done, remove the turkey from the oven and place it on a serving platter or carving board; cover loosely with aluminum foil and let it stand 10 minutes before carving. Meanwhile, make the Turkey Gravy. Remove all the dressing from the neck and body cavities before carving the turkey. Pour the gravy into a gravy boat and pass at the table.

To roast unstuffed turkey:
Follow the instructions above, omitting the dressing (stuffing). Roast the turkey until the meat thermometer reaches 180 degrees F. (Click for approximate roasting times.) Traditional turkey side dishes include mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes or yams, cranberry sauce, and of course, pumpkin pie.

Yield: Calculate 3/4 to 1 pound turkey serving per guest

28 days later opgelost!

over hoe de zombiedudes van engeland naar het vasteland zijn gekomen... volgens imdb message board:

But what I never understood was....Britin has Bridges doesn't it? Those infected were definitely strong enough and hungry enough for blood to run across those bridges that connect Brit to other parts of Europe, right?
Unless the other powers in the world destroyed those bridges--but that's a long shot.
I think thats a plot hole. But does anyone have an explanation for that?


njees

Fiets †

We wille hier toch efkes den tijd nemen om te bezinnen, maar meer nog om de vince proficiat te wense me zen nieuwe aanwinst...

NE FIETS

Laat os dus een momentje stilstaan en nadenken over de vreugde van dieje joeng.

(maar laat os ook efkes op de vertaling van het woord sjepap op da fotoke hierbove lette)

†

Well, I'll be damned...

... assek daar ni henne gan !

Hij komt, hij komt, die lieve lieve Jörgen Raymann.

Den 11/1/08 in de Stadsschouwburg Antwerpen voor 18.292,922 pesos (€24).

Russell is suave

SUAVEMENTE

PLEEN

 

¿Bilé

Somebody gonna getta hurt real bad

I give you best price: $34.50



btw, dinge die 34.50 in gemeen hemme

George Clinton represent

Volges mij al zeker gen famille van de former president, mer, hij regeert de hele funk-nation al zekers muug hard!

Hij mist nog wel een Lewinski-bitch ma hed al wel nen extra zonnebril voor zen 3e en 4e ogen.

YEAH DAWG

Ai ai ai no es bueno !

Fok, ik zen men eerste aflevering van The Sopranos kwijt ! Kanker lastig want 'k wou ook is beginne me die te converten voor menne iPottie.

En blijkbaar is dieje modderfokker tering moeilijk te vinne op de WWW. Dus bij deze is de hunt for de eerste Sopranos aflevering open. Moeste der ene vinne, haalt em dan in enen trek binne.

En wa dieje mottige vasko betreft. † Amen brotha †

What Grinds My Gears (van de week)

eens een nieuw concept: what grinds my gears (van de week)
Awel vanaf nu krijgde van de ik elk weekend een What Grinds My Gears.

De honorz van eerste gaat naar: de Vasko
Ben Stiller heeft het in Meet the parents neergezet: Gaylord Focker

Grind element: metrosexueel (of zelfs ne cm verder), die belachelijke kritiek geeft op de juffrouwkes van Topmodel ('t stond toevallig op)


een kleine bio vanwege kAnaal 2:
Vasko Todorof maakte furore als makeup artist. Hij is een bekende naam onder de kappers, maar vooral in de wereld van de make-up en de visagie. Grote namen als Geike Arnaert (Hooverphonic), Patricia Kaas, Joe Cocker en Brian Ferry werden door hem onder handen genomen. Hij heeft met zijn talent de hele wereld afgereisd, voor grote defilés, voor bekende couturiers, ... Vasko's grootste passie is de artistieke make-up. Duizenden modellen hebben al in de schminkstoel van Vasko Todorof gezeten. Hij is ervan overtuigd dat hij meteen voelt of iemand de capaciteiten heeft om een topmodel te worden.

zwaluw

drool-mode on

Where's Jazzy Jeff at?

Who Stole My Car? Lyrics


Yo jeff whats up holmes
Yo Whats up prince
Yo whats up man
Ay wheres my car at
Wheres your car why you asking me
No I parked my car right here your standing here wheres my car
I been ere for an hour and a half I ain't seen it
Come on man stop playing jeff wheres my car at
No I'm serious man it's not in my pocket I haven't seen your car
Jeff wheres my car I parked my car right here man
I don't know!

Now a joke is a joke and fun and games are chill
But this isn't funny this is straight up ill
Now there's a limit to humour and this is gone too far
I ain't laughing no more y'all now who stole my car
I don't know man

I don't know if y'all ever had a car stolen before
But it's a real crazy feeling when you walk out the door
And you don't need a map or any kind of chart
That your standing in the spot where your car used to be parked
Now you know you parked your car their but yet you keep looking
Cause your mind didn't except yet that somebody took it
So your scratching your head and trying to get things clear and theres always some idiot who says
You sure you parked here
To call the police would be the move that's smart
But instead you keep looking where you know you didn't park
Searching for reasons like maybe tickets you owed
Something to justify that maybe it got towed
But not stolen naa never forget it
But then you ask yourself well where the hell is it
If there was a prize you'd win dummy of the year
Cause you looking somewhere else when you know you parked it here
So to never never land you find yourself strolling
And when you finally except that its stolen
You call the police and they come and say
That's the 437th car stolen today
As if that's something that he really needed to mention
Then they start asking you real dumb questions like
When's the last time that you saw it
You idiot right before they stole it
Now your mad this cop is talking to you
And somebody's in your car heading to kalamazoo
Officer fool or whoever you are can you please get off your butt and find who stole my car

I remember my first car never forget it
A candy red apple irub windows be tinted
Talk about fast like a rocket to drive
When from zero to 60 in like 5 point 5
And matching red rims but that wasn't enough
It had a ca phone for when I wanted to reach out and touch
An alpine stereo that straight up rocked
With 12 inch woofers you could hear for blocks
The first day I got it I was fronting real hard
I could hear people saying damn look at that car
I was hyped and I wanted my friends to check it out
So I went to the spot where they usually hangin out
Just my luck nobody standing outside
I really didn't feel like parking my ride
So I honked my horn but nobody was coming
I said what the heck I ran inside and left it running
I was inside for 20 seconds that's all
I found my friends and said you gotta check this out y'all
But when we came back out the car wasn't there
Man you ain't buy nothing I did I swear
My friends went inside I was mad they didn't believe me
Now I'm standing outside at the spot my car used to be
It was hard to figure out what to do all alone
But then I got it call the car phone

Fresh princes car
Yo thief bring my car back now before I bust your
Hold up wait a minute pal
Seems like you kinda forgot the keys
I thought man he's right well bring it back please
Hello listen thief don't hang up
Then luckily jeff pulled up
I told him what had happened someone's stolen my car
I said come on jeff lets get him he cant be far
We rode around for about 20 minutes
When we were just about to say forget it
When I spotted him
I said jeff go get it
We pulled up behind him and man he jetted
He was driving all wild and fast like he was getting points for the stuff that he crashed
I called him on the car phone again and I said
Of course you realise when I catch you your dead
All through philly was a high speed chasin
Dude was playing around like he thought we was racing
A hundred miles an our and he lost control
And slammed my car into a telephone pole
I ran to the car I said man you okay
He said yeah so I punched him in the face
The cops came up as if it was my fault
They say me punch dude and charged me with assault
If his neck was closer I probably would have grabbed it
He told the cops that I said he could have it
I calmed down and they got things straight
I saw half my car in seventh street the other half in eighth
I wanna just jump in the ocean
My car looked like it was a leggo explosion
Why does life have to be so hard
Don't laugh next time it could be your car

ZOMSOBFG

huwelijk = blije gebeurtenis
correct

ma toch...






Warning... Martin sometimes uses not so pixie-like language... Parents cautioned!
http://pixyland.org/peterpan/updatenews.html#046

Nigga please

Betka op school tot 1300, vincent youtube

No I can't, IIIIII caaaaan't

I can't fight this feeling any longer.
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow.
What started out as friendship,
Has grown stronger.
I only wish I had the strength to let it show.

I tell myself that I can't hold out forever.
I said there is no reason for my fear.
Cause I feel so secure when we're together.
You give my life direction,
You make everything so clear.

And even as I wander,
I'm keeping you in sight.
You're a candle in the window,
On a cold, dark winter's night.
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
It's time to bring this ship into the shore,
And throw away the oars, forever.

Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
And if I have to crawl upon the floor,
Come crashing through your door,
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.

My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you.
I've been running round in circles in my mind.
And it always seems that I'm following you, girl,
Cause you take me to the places,
That alone I'd never find.

And even as I wander,
I'm keeping you in sight.
You're a candle in the window,
On a cold, dark winter's night.
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.

And I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
It's time to bring this ship into the shore,
And throw away the oars, forever.

Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore.
I've forgotten what I started fighting for.
And if I have to crawl upon the floor,
Come crashing through your door,
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.