The Green Screen

I do not speak useless languages, but thanks for confirming your mom is doing well after our break up (in two languages).

Thump-thump

Sonrisa2 Wrote:If only Autumn Q was back, she knew how to dish out couples consul. Wish one of you wags would write a happy ending…

No happy endings in this world Sonrisa. They all have vanished into that blue air that is surrounding the planet.
Hey! Listen mamita, me was in your country working at some Cindy's! But just take a look here to see what the bastards did to me!! They threw me out, just like that! Yip, the love is gone!! I had to leave your country and could not visit you!!! Nice to hear again from you though mamita. Someday we will meet, I am sure of that. These border patrols are really hard to handle though. You really do not want to know what they asked me to do. Pero yo: indiferente como siempre, as you might know mamita.

Besos

Well saludos Autumn Princesa. Crossing borders eh? Yup, I gronked yr code for “waitress” after viewing yr music vid. We share a similar past life. What a gurl has to do for a decent propina in the “service” trade! What you mean no feliz endings!?! AQ, you are a romantic chica masquerading in a cynical waitress uniform. When will they make a pelicula of yr vida? That is a story made for silver screen & not some back street peep show.

Me too sister, been traveling alot this verano & too busy to post cartas to you as I would wish. Manana, on the road again. But we will meet in the FLESH, perhaps on that funny sunny playground de cuba.
Till then….
Hugs & Heat, Sonrisa

"When a Mexican girl is kidnapped by sex traffickers in Mexico, her older brother and a Texas cop (Kevin Kline) set off on a desperate quest to rescue her. Trapped into an underground network of criminals who earn millions exploiting their human cargo, the girl’s only friend through her ordeal is a young Polish woman, a fellow captive. From the barrios of Mexico City and the treacherous Rio Grande border, to a secret internet sex slave auction and a tense confrontation at a stash house in suburban New Jersey, the policeman and the Mexican boy forge a close bond as they frantically pursue his sister’s kidnappers before she is sold and disappears into a brutal underworld from which few victims ever return. Inspired by Peter Landesman’s chilling New York Times Magazine story on the United States sex trade, “The Girls Next Door,” and written by Oscar nominated screenwriter Jose Rivera (The Motorcycle Diaries)"

http://www.tradethemovie.com/

In theatres: September 13th, 2007

Yep, we have the same life mamita. That is how it goes! Me was in Mexico and almost died of thirst when I entered your country. No one was there to help me! I was in northern africa just like you and now I'm heading for Tokyo! Ay dios mio, no sé que estoy haciendo. No conozco a mis destinas y he perdido a mi tierra. Babylon will be my final destiny I know. Pachanga. he he he....

Quote:i'll sing the pump electric (x 8)

("Do it again" always surrounding the voice)

Oh my god what have I done?
All I wanted was a little fun
Got a brain like bubble gum

Blowing up my cranium.

Turn of my ro-botic brain.
All my thoughts are all the same (all insane)

Paint my face and bang my drum.
Throw my bone up to the sun.
Bang my drum and paint my face.
Pump my cave to hyperspace.

http://nl.youtube.com/watch?v=xidZW3x8AGo

Queenie, my fine feathered fren! Luved the Chemical Bros vid, thought I recognized my former flame Majid but my vision might be askew, hampered by my burly burka. If it’s Friday, I enjoy doing the housework in my flowing Islamic bata de casa. Superb for keeping the dust/allergens at bay. But not so comfy, squinting thru eye slits trying to read computadora.

Not a moment to post all this stuff I keep filing away for the voracious GS readers. I’m traveling a bunch & not enuff tiempo for mutual cyber STIMULATION.. Maybe soon, I move from my old home in Edge City, this traffic-clogged cuidad of struggling actors & bodybuilder governor & may land in a peaceful vale. Thus, no relaxing, sipping mint tea, a little powder in the pipe & forum chitchat as is my wont. Are yr viajes for biz or pleasure. Or is PLEASURE your business?

Keep on tocando me with yr sweet sardonic-isms….

Inshallah, sonrisa
Ps. don’t worry about “Babylon,” baby. For sure I can get you invite to Master Hugh Hef’s Party Pad, which will be all the babbling Babylon you’ll require. It’s the Tower of Babel that concerns me. (I don’t think it’s been retrofitted for the inevitable tremors)

(Aug 02, 2007 05:30 PM)Mercy Wrote: [ -> ]I still don't understand why she has no teeth.

LOL!