<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939</id><updated>2011-11-17T23:46:56.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kilincsem</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>352</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-2214306095234252397</id><published>2008-01-30T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T10:54:20.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sirni fogsz, most uj gondolataim vannak</title><content type='html'>sirni fogsz, meg fogsz szabadulni a gyotrelemtol,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who don't like me or my posts, please stop reading now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, imagine, what would it be like when you really go to that beautiful girl, and talk to her, and you are&lt;br /&gt;confident, you are strong, for some reason all the right words come to your mind when you need them,&lt;br /&gt;you feel free, completely free, like floating in the space, or jumping out of an airplane, your mind is&lt;br /&gt;calm, you are talking to her, in the bookstore, she is one of these girls :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://getawallpaper.com:8080/categories/Girls/Beautiful-Girls/cool_girls.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;http://getawallpaper.com:8080/categories/Girls/Beautiful-Girls/cool_girls.jpg&lt;/a&gt;, how does that feel ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it feels, that I have to cry. It's the end of the suffering, it's the beginning of a new journey.&lt;br /&gt;It feels beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;improv comedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smashing the ego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naon fontos !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo testbeszed, jo inner game !!!!!!!! naon fontos!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tukor !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living in the now !!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mental rehearsal !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;build up the confidence !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gondold el mi van : ha telleg megcsinalod azt amirol almodsz, leszolitasz&lt;br /&gt;gyonyoru lanyokat, sirni fogsz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dou you know what's the TIME ?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I just wanted to TALK to you because you are CUTE, I only can stay for a SECOND, but I'd like to&lt;br /&gt;FIND OUT, what do you have going for you more than your LOOKS. But, JUST because we are talking,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean that you WON me over. So DON'T think: oh, this HANDSOME and FRIENDLY guy maybe likes me,&lt;br /&gt;don't think about ROMANTIC things, a holiday in CUBA, SALSA dancing, RIDEing a big e motorcycle on an ISLAND&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the OCEAN, and WATCHing as sun goes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time&lt;br /&gt;cute&lt;br /&gt;second&lt;br /&gt;find out&lt;br /&gt;looks&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;won&lt;br /&gt;dont&lt;br /&gt;handsome&lt;br /&gt;friendly&lt;br /&gt;romantic&lt;br /&gt;cuba&lt;br /&gt;salsa&lt;br /&gt;ride&lt;br /&gt;island&lt;br /&gt;ocean&lt;br /&gt;watch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-2214306095234252397?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/2214306095234252397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=2214306095234252397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2214306095234252397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2214306095234252397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2008/01/sirni-fogsz-most-uj-gondolataim-vannak.html' title='sirni fogsz, most uj gondolataim vannak'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-4802643541677343596</id><published>2007-12-21T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T12:29:08.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOI and lines</title><content type='html'>-Do you know where can I find this street? - No? You are fired. -Yes. Cool, I will hire you as my personal assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am just beginnnig to reaalize how cute/friendly you are. Hey, don't get any ideas  ! I am just being polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How lucky I am to ask you about directions, you turn out to be quite cool/interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you meet people during the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Someone told me once that her secret fantazy was to meet her soulmate in&lt;br /&gt;supermarkt during the day. But don't get any ideas, I am just talking to you&lt;br /&gt;because you seem to be fun/interesting. (De azert ne bizd el magad, hogy van ez angolul?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you believe in fate ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you belive in soulmates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Have you seen X-men ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What is your super secret superpower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What did you want to be when you were seven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What secret superpower would you have ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-4802643541677343596?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/4802643541677343596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=4802643541677343596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/4802643541677343596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/4802643541677343596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/12/soi-and-lines.html' title='SOI and lines'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-59511100638391854</id><published>2007-12-21T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T11:43:50.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lines</title><content type='html'>-bye the way, did you know that exactly 22 years ago XYZ happened ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've just read an article about XYZ today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Intelligence: did you know that BANKs were doing XYZ ... tanitsad ! (ECONOMY)&lt;br /&gt;(English is a good language, altough .... chinese will compete soon.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-59511100638391854?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/59511100638391854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=59511100638391854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/59511100638391854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/59511100638391854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/12/lines.html' title='lines'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-2282941959004748134</id><published>2007-12-13T10:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T10:41:51.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>openers and stuff</title><content type='html'>-Xcuseme, may I ask you something ? I'd like to buy a&lt;br /&gt;top/shirt for a girl, it will be a present I will meet her tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and I dont really know her size is, the only thing I know is that&lt;br /&gt;she is as slim and as tall as you are. If I want to get her a shirt&lt;br /&gt;should I get L or XL or S or M or what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hmmm... yeah, I got a little bit uncertain about buying her&lt;br /&gt;a shirt, do you think flowers and chocholate are better than&lt;br /&gt;clothes ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUALIFY:&lt;br /&gt;-Oh you are from holland ? Oh my god, I love dutch people, I can't even talk to you now. (BACKTURN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUREKINO:&lt;br /&gt;-Anyway, I had this (dutch) friend of mine who tought me the secret (dutch) handshake, do you know the secret&lt;br /&gt;dutch handshake ? (Do you know a cool handshake ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANTER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is too curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is too loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is too silent.&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is hitting on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is lying.&lt;br /&gt;Dont believe a word what she is saying.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAISE THE NEED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONDOLJAK EL, AHOGY MEGULIK A FARKADAT !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you at any time,&lt;br /&gt;"Don't look at me in that tone of voice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone says anything super obvious i'll go thannkkk youuu captain obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, XXXXX, my one weakness. My Achille's heel, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever to take my mind off my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't apologize. I am sorry Lisa, that's the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, well you know, you're very good looking... the thing about good looking people, people don't like us" -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really stacked a solid routine for day game.&lt;br /&gt;Usually for Day Game though, a slightly situational pre-opener with a hook is best. For example, on the train you might use something like&lt;br /&gt;PUA: Hey, this train goes past Toorak station, right?&lt;br /&gt;HB: Yeah / Think So / Some other bull&lt;br /&gt;PUA: Oh, sweet. Last time I got on the wrong train I ended up in Moorabin watching some girls cat do backflips. (Cred Juggler for the 'cat doing backflips' thing, HB's love that shit)&lt;br /&gt;HB: Will either ask 'Cat doing backflips?', or give a little laugh&lt;br /&gt;PUA: -DHV story about cat- OR -Normal opener-&lt;br /&gt;Basically, if she shows interest in the hook you left in the pre-opener (in this case, cat doing backflips), go on to a DHV story about that.&lt;br /&gt;If, on the other hand, she doesn't show direct interest, I find it's best to forget it all and go to your normal opener&lt;br /&gt;PUA: Hey, can I get your opinion on something?&lt;br /&gt;HB: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;PUA: I'm just gonna go see this mate of mine now, but the thing is, he wears makeup when we go out...&lt;br /&gt;And the rest writes itself.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that helped&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;J.C.&lt;br /&gt;Reply With Quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Your going to lose me here in a sec”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t know if I can be seen with you guys.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"‘I’m way too high maintenance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ve gotta wine and dine me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I never put out on the first date.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Girls say I’m kind of a prude when it comes to hooking up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Buy me a drink before you hit on me.”(credit: Mystery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When touched, “Wow, hands off the merchandise, this shit ain’t for free.” (credit: Style).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stop doing that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stop saying things like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stop seducing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Are you following me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nice ass opener – Hey a girl just commented that I had a nice ass; it’s hard to tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;Give me a look at your ass. (make her turn around, might not be a good idea if you have a hole&lt;br /&gt;in your back) What makes a good ass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If I weren’t gay, we could totally hang out. And swap guy stories, and eat ice cream over sex and&lt;br /&gt;the city. And say “god I feel so much like Samantha right now”&lt;br /&gt;-I always have to tell girls that I am guy, otherwise I have too much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm, something smells good here.... oh it's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-News, someone has just calculated the 13th root of a 200 digit number in 10 minutes in his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That's too much for me. I am scared. I cannot even talk to you now. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Eye staring game. Soul gazing. First laughs losts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am not going to give you the secret so easily. You will need to think about it for a second.  (BADBOY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You are the friendliest girl I've met , in the last 30 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You are beutiful, beutiful, beutiful for being from an other planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don't get any ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What was your (fucking) pet's name ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do you like horses?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm. I tought so. You remind me of someone from my childhood, who liked horses too. She was in my   When I was in six grade. You remind me of someone. (Horse girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You have a great smile ! U. vs C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Are you guys best friends?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;-You totally look like you know eachother forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Just to have some fun. We are going to see if you guys are psichic. If you guys have a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Stop flirting with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so outside the circle of trust.&lt;br /&gt;You're such a little shit.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll bet your boyfriend complained about this about you.&lt;br /&gt;You're back to square one with me, missy.&lt;br /&gt;You're taking this WAY too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;What else do you like about me?&lt;br /&gt;Stop flirting with me.&lt;br /&gt;You have beautiful eyes, can I touch them?&lt;br /&gt;If that were true, you wouldn't love me.&lt;br /&gt;You must've driven your parents crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Give me a kiss on the cheek, and maybe I will let you forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too high maintenance for you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so out of your league.&lt;br /&gt;Let's play a game. Let's see how long you can hold your breath.&lt;br /&gt;How short are you?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve eaten pieces of shit like you for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;You're such a player.&lt;br /&gt;Which one of you guys would win in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;You guys remind me of the PowerPuff Girls.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are like watching The View.&lt;br /&gt;Do your parents know where you are?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this a school night?&lt;br /&gt;You're makeup is smudged.&lt;br /&gt;Bartender, you might want to check this girl's ID again.&lt;br /&gt;We should hang out some time. You can help me pick up chicks.&lt;br /&gt;You girls aren't tourists, are you?&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit, you really don't know what you're doing, do you?&lt;br /&gt;Careful girl, I'm a heartbreak waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Your ex-boyfriend sounds just like me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so emotionally unavailable right now.&lt;br /&gt;I think you might make a nice friend.&lt;br /&gt;We need to find you a man.&lt;br /&gt;Where is your off button.&lt;br /&gt;You are really wasted aren’t you.&lt;br /&gt;I’m kinda a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Where is your off button ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I don't know who your boyfriend is, but he is not spanking you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANTER:&lt;br /&gt;Personally I like hiring / firing girls&lt;br /&gt;Telling them they look like trouble and&lt;br /&gt;Giving them #'s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're bad girls, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;You're a dork!&lt;br /&gt;You don't get out much, do you?&lt;br /&gt;You're cute, like my little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She drops/spills/etc. something, "This is why we can't have nice things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great stuff as always vapor. If she drops something I will say "it's ok, you dont have to be nervous", this 100 percent of the time gets a laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you don't have to be nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I live to derive nicknames from something I've busted on her for. It becomes a mini in joke bewteen us.&lt;br /&gt;Alot more affective than using a stock nickname that you had no inspiration to give her IMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Which one of you guys would win in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;- You're taking this way too seriously&lt;br /&gt;- Stop flirting with me&lt;br /&gt;- If that were true, you wouldn't love me&lt;br /&gt;- You must've driven your parents crazy&lt;br /&gt;- Give me a kiss on the cheek, and maybe I'll let you forgive me&lt;br /&gt;- I'm too high maintenance for you&lt;br /&gt;- What else do you like about me?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm so out of your league&lt;br /&gt;- Let's play a game. Let's see how long you can hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;- You're back to square one with me, missy&lt;br /&gt;- You're so outside the circle of trust&lt;br /&gt;- How short are you?&lt;br /&gt;- You're such a player&lt;br /&gt;- You guys remind me of the Power Puff Girls/or/ You guys are like watching The View&lt;br /&gt;- Do your parents know where you are&lt;br /&gt;- Isn't this a school night&lt;br /&gt;- You're makeup is smudged&lt;br /&gt;- Bartender, you might want to check this girl's ID again&lt;br /&gt;- We should hang out some time. You can help me pick up chicks&lt;br /&gt;- You girls aren't toursists, are you?&lt;br /&gt;- Holy shit, you really don't know what you're doing, do you?&lt;br /&gt;- Careful girl, I'm a heartbreak waiting to happen&lt;br /&gt;- Your ex boyfriend sounds just like me&lt;br /&gt;- I'm so emotionally unavailable right now&lt;br /&gt;- I think you might make a nice friend&lt;br /&gt;- We need to find you a man&lt;br /&gt;- We would never get along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thank you for using me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"one a these days alice, bang, zoom, to da moon" (honeymooners anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;"Seriously if you dont stop hitting on me, i'm getting a restraining order"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always use TD's, "You're a sexual predator" line, it always works&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of what has been posted.&lt;br /&gt;when asking her what her hobby is, she says for ex&gt;... dancing, my reply..really? no way, I absolutly hate dancing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lines that work wonders on hired guns&lt;br /&gt;Her: Can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;You: Yeah, I need a back rub and a warm bath&lt;br /&gt;You: Hey, you're not shoplifting, are you?&lt;br /&gt;Her: No, I work here&lt;br /&gt;You: What's the matter, the employee discount not enough for you?&lt;br /&gt;You: So what do they pay you here, like $10,000 a week?&lt;br /&gt;Her: No&lt;br /&gt;You: Oh, that's too bad. I was going to ask you out. But I'm looking for a rich girl&lt;br /&gt;Her: Nice to meet you&lt;br /&gt;You: I'm sure it is&lt;br /&gt;Her: Have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;You: Hey, don't tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a girl tells me brb or I will talk to you later I respond with "don't threaten me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe everything, Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLDREADINGS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell just from your (demeanor)/(aura)/(how you present yourself) that you are a person who:&lt;br /&gt;... doesn't like to give in or accept things you know are not right&lt;br /&gt;... can fall in love easily&lt;br /&gt;... God uses to accomplish things even without you knowing&lt;br /&gt;... likes to root for the 'underdog'.&lt;br /&gt;... will keep saying you're going to do something, and keep not doing it, until you snap and even surprise yourself with how much effort you put in&lt;br /&gt;... has to know as much about medical and health things as you can&lt;br /&gt;... just takes everything one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;... forms your own opinions, while you are still aware of your reasons just in case you have to change&lt;br /&gt;... likes to stay busy&lt;br /&gt;... holds things in&lt;br /&gt;... steps up when there is a vacuum of leadership&lt;br /&gt;... seems to attract the same kind of mate over and over&lt;br /&gt;... goes for two or three appetizers instead of deciding on an entrÃ©e&lt;br /&gt;... likes to find an easy way out&lt;br /&gt;... enjoys an adventure&lt;br /&gt;... likes to be on the cutting edge&lt;br /&gt;... buys people gifts&lt;br /&gt;... over-evaluates everything&lt;br /&gt;... needs to be surrounded by positive energy&lt;br /&gt;... is very honest about everything&lt;br /&gt;... will help anyone if you get chance&lt;br /&gt;... thrives on contact with others in your day-to-day work world&lt;br /&gt;... always looks for the best out of life&lt;br /&gt;... in general, like to handle your own issues and you definitely don't like to make work for others&lt;br /&gt;... can handle a new experience&lt;br /&gt;... likes to question things more than just nod your head and say okay and sit back&lt;br /&gt;... is always looking around. You're an observer, a consumer.&lt;br /&gt;... makes a point of having others smile and laugh about funny things that happen in life&lt;br /&gt;... likes to meet people and experience everything.&lt;br /&gt;... no matter what you would have chosen to do in your life, it would have been some kind of collaborative project or process.&lt;br /&gt;... has so many interests, you could do a lot of different things.&lt;br /&gt;... sometimes surprises people just when they thought they knew everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;... when you make up your mind to do something, you're going to do it to the best of your ability and see it through to the end.&lt;br /&gt;... feels you have to prove yourself to feel accepted&lt;br /&gt;... believes that everything happens for a reason and at the time that it's supposed to&lt;br /&gt;... is easily influenced by your surroundings, so if you're surrounded by too much negative tension, you're always afraid you can get some of that.&lt;br /&gt;... wants to explore the world, see different things, discover things you've never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;... is very laid back and cool to chill with.&lt;br /&gt;... will try anything twice&lt;br /&gt;... is open to all kinds of comedy, whether it's dumb or smart, as long as its funny.&lt;br /&gt;... likes to look and learn&lt;br /&gt;... stays in touch with folks&lt;br /&gt;... usually smiles and speaks to anyone&lt;br /&gt;... will keep working on a problem until the very end.&lt;br /&gt;... will make a person feel special.&lt;br /&gt;... tries to help whenever you can.&lt;br /&gt;... can't keep still.&lt;br /&gt;... tries to make a conscious effort to keep people happy but still sometimes people don't appreciate you&lt;br /&gt;... shuns the easy route. You like a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;... grows by helping other people; You feed off of that.&lt;br /&gt;... thinks about what you are going to say in conversations in advance sometimes even though you are really spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;... sometimes holds on too long to things.&lt;br /&gt;... likes to deal with people face to face, instead of on the phone or chatting&lt;br /&gt;... likes to be in control of your senses and to only drink just the right amount&lt;br /&gt;... doesn't want to close any doors and likes keeping all your options open.&lt;br /&gt;... is honest, you hate liars and hate to be lied to.&lt;br /&gt;... has a master plan, but you're flexible enough to stay on your feet if things don't work out.&lt;br /&gt;... doesn't get discouraged&lt;br /&gt;... has to fulfill your dreams, you've gotta be resourceful to make sure you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;... is always on the go&lt;br /&gt;... happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;br /&gt;... does not need popular validation before you can try something out for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;... will go after what you want out of life&lt;br /&gt;... loves to travel and can't wait to immerse yourself in a world that's entirely different from your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I bet you have a real cute side somewhere. You just don't show it."&lt;br /&gt;When she responds to something, say, "Oh, so you're one of THOSE...."&lt;br /&gt;If she resists use "Oh, so then you are one of those people who don't like to be categorized." lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of my newest stuff. The first set is standard C&amp;amp;F. The second set still has the C&amp;amp;F, but it's geared to suggesting she's into you.&lt;br /&gt;- Have you been drinking again?&lt;br /&gt;- You must've driven your parents crazy&lt;br /&gt;- What kind of trouble have you been up to?&lt;br /&gt;- Your last boyfriend must've hated that about you&lt;br /&gt;- You got a fat chick personality&lt;br /&gt;- Are you at least rich?&lt;br /&gt;- You're fucking up my Fung Shui (whenver she touches or moves your property)&lt;br /&gt;- I need a quick female opinion on somethingâ€¦ assuming you guys are really females, and not just really cute cross dressers. (Yes, this has been field tested)&lt;br /&gt;Suggesting Her Interest&lt;br /&gt;- Did you come over here just to flirt with me&lt;br /&gt;- Stop undressing me with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;- Don't get you hopes up. I'm not easy&lt;br /&gt;- I don't think my girlfriend would like it that you're hitting on me&lt;br /&gt;- Stop trying to impress me&lt;br /&gt;- Stop trying to make me jealous (whenever talking about other guys)&lt;br /&gt;- Are you always like this, or just with guys you're attracted to?&lt;br /&gt;- You better be getting back to your friends before they realize you're over here flirting with me. But before you go... (awsome time constraint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hey, did you forgot to take your medication today ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If she gets whiny, rub your fingers together and say "You know what this is? This is the world's smallest violin, playing a sad song just for you." Thank you Reservoir Dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're a sexual predator [MISINTERPRETATION as if she is trying to pick you up]&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that kind of guy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna go back to your house to "[finger quotes] check out your stereo" or your "stamp collection" or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I need trust, comfort, and connection first. " Definitely will get a punch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're either the coolest girl I've met in a long time, or you're a total weirdo, I can't tell. Probably a little bit of both. (Credit TD I think but not sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my notes (some pu101 I think)&lt;br /&gt;Stop it… You’re looking at me like a fat kid looks at a cheeseburger.&lt;br /&gt;You’re getting me all emotional… I promised my friends I wouldn’t go home with anyone tonight.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are bad girls. I have to watch out for you.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are trouble.&lt;br /&gt;You’re cool, you can help me pick up chicks.&lt;br /&gt;Why are girls always so logical? Why can’t they just FEEL and be in the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Are you drunk or are you just like that?&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget to take your medication today?&lt;br /&gt;We’d never get along, we’re too similar. I’d never take your shit and you’d never take mine.&lt;br /&gt;You know, we would fight all the time. And I’d win.&lt;br /&gt;Is she ALWAYS like this?&lt;br /&gt;Have you got any game? Pick me up (I dont know if I like this one)&lt;br /&gt;This place is such a meat market. I hate how the girls look at me here; like&lt;br /&gt;I’m a piece of meat.&lt;br /&gt;You’re like my little sister. Lovable, but a little annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be too modest, but I worked at it and now I’m perfect.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are making me feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;You’re bad. You’re making me think impure thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You’re a shy girl aren’t you? You guys gotta get her out more.&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to take you home in my little pocket and ask my roommates if I can keep you. Wait, are you housebroken?&lt;br /&gt;You usually hang out at the library don’t you?&lt;br /&gt;You look familiar, have we had sex?&lt;br /&gt;Btw I predict this will be the first thread to hit 100,000 views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you were any slower you would be going backwards in time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a girl gets excited while telling a story, or gets really loud, or if she trips, or bumps into someone or you.... basically if she does any kind of abrupt movement etc.. I would always say:&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa, eeeaaasy killer." say it in a cool-ass laid back manner.&lt;br /&gt;If a girl spills something/breaks something etc... I like to say:&lt;br /&gt;"Man, I can't take you anywhere"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good one I use when the girl is older than I am:&lt;br /&gt;OMG...(*age*)?! You are such a cradle snatcher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they are taking a while to answer, start humming that game show song.&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I think he means jeopardy as in the final jeopardy theme like mystery did in that video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like, "Easy tiger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone in this topic started about an embarressment contest.&lt;br /&gt;Qoute:&lt;br /&gt;"Have an embarrassment contest with her. This work's best if you're both not shy, but you're even less shy. "I bet I can embarrass you more than you can embarrass me". "&lt;br /&gt;this one is gold, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;I did it with a girl and you really build up a connection&lt;br /&gt;I used this:&lt;br /&gt;I took her close to a group and started screaming:&lt;br /&gt;" No woman! I don't want to have sex with you in the bathroom, is it all you ever do? Relationships are also about love you know....."&lt;br /&gt;Then I walked away, she was really embarressed but she laughed about it later&lt;br /&gt;that was sooo funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do your eyes always sparkle like that? or only when you are looking at someone you desire intensly, like me. because then I have to go ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop thinking so much you might hurt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they bump into something, or bump their arm on a table/chair whatever. . .&lt;br /&gt;"Come on now, be smarter than the table."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she says someting feisty "That / This is the LAST time I let you out unsupervised"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a girl I meet starts acting grumpy I tell her you know if you were a smurf you would be grumpy smurf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hanging around too many blondes will rub off on you you know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're aware you're still talking right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Has your nurse taken the night off again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry I have this overwhelming need to make sense when I talk - perhaps you should try it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Does anybody around here speak gibberish/nonsense etc? I need a translator"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=if we're being playfully sarcastic or witty, I'll say "Why do you say these things to hurt me", or "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?"&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'll treat her like we're an old married couple, and if she says or does something crazy I'll say "I feel like I don't know you anymore"!&lt;br /&gt;(Keep in mind...we just met)&lt;br /&gt;OH...and the good ol reliable "You're the worst girlfriend EVER"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know you have good girl looks with some bad girl mannerisms!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sarcasm is just one more service I offer. "&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know what your problem is, but I'll bet it's hard to pronounce. "&lt;br /&gt;"I'm really easy to get along with once you learn to worship me. "&lt;br /&gt;"It sounds like English, but I can't understand a word you're saying. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a similar vein I will tell girls 'once your looks go you're going to be in trouble'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f a girl ever puts up a smiley (like on aim) with it's tongue sticking out I respond&lt;br /&gt;"put away that tongue unless you plan to use it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Your fly's down&lt;br /&gt;- I know your type&lt;br /&gt;- My mother warned me about girls like you&lt;br /&gt;- You remind me of one of those little Precious Moments dolls (Credit to Bang Bros)&lt;br /&gt;- Guys like me are over-rated&lt;br /&gt;- You already had your chance with me&lt;br /&gt;- Who lit the fuse on your tampon?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm sorry, did I skip the part where I try to impress you?&lt;br /&gt;- That's not gangster&lt;br /&gt;- Wow, I'm impressed. Hey everyone, let's all give *name* a round of applause (Another credit to Bang Bros)&lt;br /&gt;Her: Would you... (asking for favor)&lt;br /&gt;You: Do fish have nipples?&lt;br /&gt;Her: Nice hair&lt;br /&gt;You: Thanks, I grew it myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for talking while you were interrupting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you come with an instruction manual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop playing hard to get... I had you at Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) You are going to make some lucky man a wonderful future ex wife.&lt;br /&gt;(2) I cant wait to make you my future ex girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;(3) I cant wait to make your list of future ex boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;(4) "Gentlemen, I would like for you to meet the future ex Ms. (your last name)"&lt;br /&gt;Use this phrase anytime. Use it when you first meet a woman...use it when the woman is mad at you. It nearly aways works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB: "My friends are here, they're cool you wanna meet em?"&lt;br /&gt;HQ: "Cool? I can hardly contain my indifference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if already mentioned but here is a couple of them..enjoy&lt;br /&gt;HB: You're sooo mean..you're gonna regret you said/did this&lt;br /&gt;CD: what are you gonna do? date me?&lt;br /&gt;CD: Have I ever told you how helpful/creative you are?&lt;br /&gt;HB: (confused look) no&lt;br /&gt;CD: well...there is a reason for that&lt;br /&gt;CD: Do you have friends who X(preferably something rare)?&lt;br /&gt;HB: no&lt;br /&gt;CD: welll...Do you have friends?&lt;br /&gt;HB: Have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;CD: Don't tell me what to do! We just met 5 minutes ago and you already ordering me around&lt;br /&gt;p.s: credit to DYD programs&lt;br /&gt;Chaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: I got a raise at work today!&lt;br /&gt;You: Don't break your arm patting yourself on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you're sleeping on the couch tonight!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I was having a lovely dream!"&lt;br /&gt;"Did you spike my drink?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, no please continue I often slip into a coma when I'm REALLY interested!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a sad shake of the head "kids these days...." - I say this to any age.&lt;br /&gt;"have you been experimenting with your dosage?"&lt;br /&gt;HB "I'm not talking to you anymore."&lt;br /&gt;PUA "dont tease me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: WOW!(really impressed). You deserve a medal for that. (very sarcastically)&lt;br /&gt;M: BUT you get silver, not gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know what you'er on but i am sure they offer treatment / have rehab for it"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know what you're on but i will take two of them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poo-A: "Wow you can multi-task... I'm impressed..."&lt;br /&gt;Poo-B: "Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;Pu-A: "Yeah, you can talk &amp;amp; be annoying at the same time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also works well as a self neg, when you say, "I like to multi-task... I can talk &amp;amp; piss you off at the same time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I accuse a girl of liking me and she playfully denies, I respond with:&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah right, you're totally going to write about me in your diary tonight. It's going to be all like..."&lt;br /&gt;(said in a girly voice) "DEAR DIARY, I MET THIS TOTALLY CUTE GUY NAMED &lt;your&gt; TODAY, HE'S REALLY COOL AND SMART AND FUNNY, AND I HOPE HE LIKES ME BECAUSE I TOTALLY LIKE HIM! BUT I CAN'T TELL ANYONE BECAUSE BOYS HAVE COOTIES! HEART SMILEY FACE &lt;her&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;Cue the laughing &amp;amp; arm-punching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret. Guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a guaranteed smack on the arm.&lt;br /&gt;when she DHVs or tells you smth about herself,&lt;br /&gt;"well, i guess i could live with that... it wont be easy though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if she complains she's fat or that she had a bad hair day or smth along those lines&lt;br /&gt;"i didnt want to say anything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUA "I eat girls like you for breakfest"&lt;br /&gt;HB "Well, I eat guys like you for lunch"&lt;br /&gt;PUA "That's cool, I'm not hungry anyway".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This illustrates real mastery--you banter, she equals you, and THEN you still come through with a badass response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have one, and she bests you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUA "Respect!" (tap fist to heart, nod head). Give her a hug/kino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good one my roommate (girl) told me. If you need to eject from a set for whatever reason "I just remembered I have to go iron my bed." I use it both for when I don't return and do. Apparently it was said in the cartoon Animaniacs. Whatever is funny when you were a kid is funny now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I hang out with you I feel like I lose 1 iq point per minute".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you say shit like that i feel like i am losing 1 iq point a minute, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: *Tells really lame/boring/stupid story*&lt;br /&gt;You: "Can I have the last two minutes of my life back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look [name], don't play hard to get with me... it was cute at first... but we both know i'm better at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl gets really enthusiastic and imitates someone when telling a story and it obviously sounds funny, just say, "Wait, how'd that go again???" This is great. Just look for anything that in your mind she would feel awkward doing a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone: (answers question wrong)&lt;br /&gt;PUA: No, but thanks for playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that this list has gotten pretty long, I’ve decided to take some of the best banter lines from here and other sources and group them into categories, according to the frame of your interaction with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve found it most helpful to memorize a few in each category and then aggressively steer your interaction with the girl into that frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frame 1: She’s Misbehaving; You’re Going to Fight&lt;br /&gt;-You look like trouble&lt;br /&gt;-You and I aren’t gonna get along&lt;br /&gt;-We’re gonna fight&lt;br /&gt;-My mom warned me about girls like you&lt;br /&gt;-I hate you&lt;br /&gt;-You suck&lt;br /&gt;-You dork&lt;br /&gt;-Ok, note to self: don’t date her&lt;br /&gt;-I can’t talk to you anymore&lt;br /&gt;-Is she always like this?&lt;br /&gt;-Stop playing hard to get; you know I’m better at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frame 2: She’s Hitting on You&lt;br /&gt;-Are you hitting on me?&lt;br /&gt;-If you don’t stop hitting on me I’m going to get a restraining order&lt;br /&gt;-Are you trying to feel me up/grope me? [if she touches you]&lt;br /&gt;-Touching me already? I’m not that easy/this shit ain’t for free.&lt;br /&gt;-Stop undressing me with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;-Stop trying to seduce me&lt;br /&gt;-What are you looking at? I’m not a piece of meat/sausage with giant feet&lt;br /&gt;-Stop pointing at/trying to feel my boobs&lt;br /&gt;-My eyes are here (face), not here (crotch). [If she stares at your crotch or complements you on your belt]&lt;br /&gt;-Just because you like my shirt/pants doesn’t mean it’s coming off [if she complements you on either, which girls frequently do]&lt;br /&gt;-You’re hitting on the wrong guy, I’m totally not boyfriend material. That guy looks better for you [point to some loser beta male]&lt;br /&gt;-You like hanging around us, don’t you? [if she leaves and comes back]&lt;br /&gt;-Are you a sexual predator?&lt;br /&gt;-You’re bad, you’re making me think impure thoughts&lt;br /&gt;-Did you put roofies in my drink?&lt;br /&gt;-Are you trying to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me?&lt;br /&gt;-I’m not that kind of guy. I need trust, comfort and connection first.&lt;br /&gt;-I don’t like to take things past friendship&lt;br /&gt;-I’m not some trophy husband you can use for sex. I have feelings too.&lt;br /&gt;-Is that your pickup line? [if she opens you]&lt;br /&gt;-Did you come over here just to flirt with me?&lt;br /&gt;-Stop thinking about me; I’m tingling&lt;br /&gt;-Don’t miss me too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frame 3: She Wants to Come Back for the After Party&lt;br /&gt;-Don’t get your hopes up, I’m not that easy [when she first mentions an after party]&lt;br /&gt;-Don’t get any ideas, I’m going to pass out on you&lt;br /&gt;-You can come in, but only for a second. I have to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-But I promised my friends I wouldn’t go home with anyone tonight!&lt;br /&gt;-I don’t kiss on the first date [when you’re setting up a day 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frame 4: She’s a Bad Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;[Only use these if she’s already attracted to you. Otherwise I’ve found it’s too easy for a girl to regain control of the frame by sarcastically responding with something along the lines of “sure…in your dreams…you wish”]&lt;br /&gt;-Are you cheating on me?&lt;br /&gt;-We’re broken up. I want my CD’s back.&lt;br /&gt;-You’re a terrible girlfriend. She’ll be my new girlfriend [point to someone else].&lt;br /&gt;-You’ve been downgraded from booty call #1 to booty call #10&lt;br /&gt;-It’s too early in our relationship for you to be bossing me around&lt;br /&gt;-You’re sleeping on the couch tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frame 5: She’s Acting Dumb&lt;br /&gt;-You’re not a real blond, come on now&lt;br /&gt;-So you’re a natural blond then?&lt;br /&gt;-Brunettes have blond days too, huh?&lt;br /&gt;-It’s a good thing you’re pretty, because once the looks go you’ll be in trouble&lt;br /&gt;-Bartender, can you cut her off?&lt;br /&gt;-I’m losing an IQ point a minute talking you&lt;br /&gt;-You’re the pick of the litter, aren’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miscellaneous:&lt;br /&gt;-This is why we can’t have nice things [if she spills]&lt;br /&gt;-You hurt my elbow [if she bumps into you]&lt;br /&gt;-Do your parents know where you? [if she’s unusually young]&lt;br /&gt;-Nice shoes, are you 4 feet tall without them? Oh, I’m sorry, 4 foot 2?&lt;br /&gt;-That’s so cool! Even if I wasn’t trying to get in your pants I’d still hang out with you. [if she has a similar hobby as you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go into Frame 1 immediately after the opener, then I go into Frame 2 and use that as the main frame of the interaction, and then I always end the night in Frame 3. Meanwhile, I’ll periodically go into Frame 1, Frame 4 and Frame 5 throughout the evening, whenever the situation calls for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful not to mix Frame 2 and Frame 4 too much, as they’re seemingly contradictory (in Frame 2 she’s pursuing you and you’re playing hard to get, while in Frame 4 you’re boyfriend/girlfriend and now she’s the one misbehaving).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frame 1---------------Frame 2---------------Frame 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Frame 1, Frame 4, and Frame 5 continually used throughout the interaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step is to figure out how to quickly steer the conversation into each frame, and I am currently working on a post on that topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HBmodel and I were standing together talking at the back of an exercise class and she laughed at something I said and threw her head back and it hit the wall, and I interrupted what I was saying, pointed at her and said, "Do you do that a lot?" and then continued what I was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, enough of me talking about me, you talk about me for a while"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good variation of this is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HB: Oooh I love this song! [While she sings along]&lt;br /&gt;PUA: Really? (Enthusiasticly) Me too, so please don't ruin it. / So don't ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she does something clumsy/says something stupid, you can hit her with:&lt;br /&gt;- I knew someome just like you in my old school/university/workplace. She didn't have many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or if she starts to DHV herself or brag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's ok, you don't need to try to impress me, you're not my type anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It's ok, you don't need to make up stories just to impress me, I love you all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she resists you or gives you a shit test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shhh. Yes, it will all be fine, don't worry. [You can add to this by gently patting her on the head condiscendingly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtsey of vh1:&lt;br /&gt;That'll be 5 dollars (part of "hands off merchandise")&lt;br /&gt;Dont think we get along, too similar&lt;br /&gt;You're the bad one, you're the good one&lt;br /&gt;I'm very high maintanence, you've got to wine and dine me&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys. Pinky love&lt;br /&gt;Let's slow this down, buy me a drink before you hit on me like that&lt;br /&gt;So you can be my sugar mommy?&lt;br /&gt;Only when you buy me a drink first&lt;br /&gt;None of that now, young lady&lt;br /&gt;What's the magic word?&lt;br /&gt;I charge for my photographs&lt;br /&gt;Dont get any ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she talks about her accomplishments and then looks at me for for some validation... I look seriously in her eyes and say "You had me at Hello"....&lt;br /&gt;It works good on AMOGS too..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop lying to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is English your first language?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have any freinds who are the exact opposite of you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hb: singing&lt;br /&gt;you: what did you do with the money?&lt;br /&gt;hb: huh? what money?&lt;br /&gt;you: the money your mother gave you for singing lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are too tall for me, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are too slim for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are too fat for me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100,000 sperm and YOU were the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something goes wrong while she's paying -- e.g., she swipes her credit card and it doesn't work -- say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She does this at *every* supermarket, I swear!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say funny stuff sometimes.. thats not one of em, but sometimes you say funny stuff"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your funny sometimes, not right now, but sometimes you are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You weren't spanked enough as a child&lt;br /&gt;- That was rude. You learn that in charm school?&lt;br /&gt;- And you almost won me over too&lt;br /&gt;- Are you always this boring&lt;br /&gt;- Your eye brows are crooked&lt;br /&gt;- You shirt matches my underwear (Best used for animal prints)&lt;br /&gt;- What would your stripper name be?&lt;br /&gt;- If you were born a boy, what would your parents have named you?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't make me come down there and pick you up by the puppy scruff&lt;br /&gt;- Stop trying to impress me&lt;br /&gt;- Make your best animal noise&lt;br /&gt;- You girls are all the same&lt;br /&gt;- You get in here with a fake ID?&lt;br /&gt;- Nice hair. Someone give you a swirly?&lt;br /&gt;- You're not Amish, are you? (Anytime she claims not to have a cellphone, internet)&lt;br /&gt;- I wouldn't have called you in the morning anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever go wrong with a banter line, I've found this line can dig you out of a hole:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Did you just give me the face? You did, didn't you? Come on, what's up with a warm smile? That was supposed to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cool... twins! Which one's the evil one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pua: you grew.....&lt;br /&gt;hb: No I didn't&lt;br /&gt;pua: yea your right you didn't *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, did you miss me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A buddy of mine uses a thing where he will disect a girl, or anyone for that matter, by her weight and exaggerate the proportions. For ex. "Kendra is 10 lbs of shoes, 3 lbs of lip gloss, and 99 lbs of hair with an attitude!" Delivery is key... delays and an extreme emphasis on the last part are quite necessary to really pull it off well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how cute, your nostrils wiggle while you speak... Hey guys check this out (to her friends). (Credit to "The Game for that one)&lt;br /&gt;OMG, is she allways this demamding? How do you guys put up with her (to her friends). (Credit to "The Game for that one)&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;-Those shoes look really comfortable&lt;br /&gt;-I just saw a girl wearing that exact same shirt over there!&lt;br /&gt;-You should put your hair up/down (opposite of present status)&lt;br /&gt;Girl asks you your name.&lt;br /&gt;You say "Buy me a drink and I'll tell you everything!"&lt;br /&gt;Ridick&lt;br /&gt;*Girl Working*&lt;br /&gt;YOU: Busy today?&lt;br /&gt;HER: Yea, really busy!&lt;br /&gt;YOU: I can tell, your hair is all over the place&lt;br /&gt;PUA: 'I [i/]love[/i] your eyes.' look into her eyes, 'OMG, are those contacts! Oh, you little cheat' playful hit 'I totally fell for that!'&lt;br /&gt;PUA: 'You have beautiful eyes. Can I touch them?'&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about California, but here in the midwest, you can never say 'OMG' or 'totally' or 'whatever' too often.&lt;br /&gt;sendpm.gif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make that 80s haircut work"...or insert any other haircut or piece of clothing that might be construed as negative...ie. "80s skirt" etc. If HB is really full of herself you might add the word "almost" as in "you almost make that haircut work..."&lt;br /&gt;another...&lt;br /&gt;"add one more day in the gym and you'd be smokin" ...insinuating potential for baboliciousness but may need to work off a pound or two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;similar to another neg posted here: "I dig the way you give up fashion for comfort". That'll get her scratchin her head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit. You really don't know what you're doing, do you?&lt;br /&gt;(in reference to ANYTHING and EVERYTHING!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think its great that you are so confident, you can go outside in whatever you want regardless of whats in style."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeeeeey! Nice mullet! It's cute!" (yes i am loud opener guy)&lt;br /&gt;[sniff air]"Did you just fart?" (say it quetly enough as if you were trying to ask ONLY her, but make sure her friends hear you. For the right kind of audience)&lt;br /&gt;[sniff air]"What that smell???? [look at her] I smell tacos! Did you have tacos today!?!"&lt;br /&gt;Say: "I love how your smell, it's pretty strong" then fake-sneeze&lt;br /&gt;She says something cool reach to give her high five. As her hand gets closer move yours away. She'll miss and look like a total dork. Tell her she is: "you dork! ...let's do this again!"&lt;br /&gt;Start sniffing air around you. Sniff your shoulder. Then lean in little bit and sniff her. Slightly turn around like if she stinks. Don't say anything. continue talking like normal&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you got something on your back... looks like ketchup" (this works best if she is only alone with you. if mixed set, she might ask her friend. Give them "Tsss!" and a wink. Usually they will follow through with a joke)&lt;br /&gt;When you do palm reading routine. Tell her that her hands are sweaty. (for greater effect drop her hands and whipe yours on your sides)&lt;br /&gt;famous eye crusties: "ohhhhh you have eye crusties. That's cute....no no don't rubb them i *like* eye crusties!"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you work at taco bell?" her: "No why!?" ... "i'm pretty sure i smelled chalupa" (you get different responses here...but make sure she is not hispanic or mexican. She'll just get offended. This works best on white girls )&lt;br /&gt;"You got something in your teeth (on your lip, chin, cheek) " Matter of fact voice&lt;br /&gt;Move her beer away from her....lean in little bit whisper "you shouldn't be drinking....you already not making any sense"&lt;br /&gt;when she says something stupid: "How much to drink have you had already?!?" ....."Alcoholic!"&lt;br /&gt;Yawn when she tries to qualify herself. (Rub your eyes for greater effect)&lt;br /&gt;"You are sooo cute, i'd adopt your. Put a little mat at the foot of my bed... you could sleep there" (The Game)&lt;br /&gt;"eww you spit on me!" (in playful tone) / when she talks, pretend to wipe your eye as she spit in it (put on the apropriate face).&lt;br /&gt;when she talks...gently interrupt: "here..." and give her tic-tac&lt;br /&gt;.....i can't think of anymore top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: "Hey, how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Fine, how about yourself? You look kinda tired"&lt;br /&gt;she freaks at this point, "OMG i do? OMG" all upset&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh no, don't worry, you don't look that bad at all"&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking she freaked cause she was a 7, but I managed to salve the set later, she was eyeing me the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;This one is from my wing:&lt;br /&gt;Him: "Hey, nice hat"&lt;br /&gt;Her: "Thanks"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "My grandfather has one just like it"&lt;br /&gt;Her: "OMG, that wasn't nice at all!"&lt;br /&gt;Him: "What are you talking about? I LOVE my grandpa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something unique about the way you walk, reminds me of...a penguin maybe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't seem too adventurous, but you might make a nice friend..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you get your earrings (scarf, shoes, boob job) on sale somewhere?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, we've only been talking for two minutes, and already I'm having trouble imagining you with a personality..."&lt;br /&gt;(Say to girl wearing any type of watch)&lt;br /&gt;"Hey what time is it?"&lt;br /&gt;(Look at her watch closely)&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't know Rolex made plastic watches!!"&lt;br /&gt;(Then turn around immediately but don't walk away)&lt;br /&gt;"Did you lose a bet with someone?" (why?) "Those shoes... OMG how do you wear them in public?"&lt;br /&gt;(How old are you?) "Why, do you need someone to buy beer for you?"&lt;br /&gt;(Whenever she does something stupid) "Are you retarded?"&lt;br /&gt;(She asks you for a favour) "Not with your attitude!!"&lt;br /&gt;Many of these are credit to David Deangelo and his guest speakers. Use the first one with caution...&lt;br /&gt;sendpm.gif&lt;br /&gt;There's always the old favorite:&lt;br /&gt;"You're funny! ....but looks aren't everything."&lt;br /&gt;and one I used to good effect the other night:&lt;br /&gt;If she has on gold jewelry:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, that's really cool, brass [necklace, earrings, bracelet]!"&lt;br /&gt;She'll almost always say something to the effect that they're gold.&lt;br /&gt;act disappointed "Oh, and here I thought you may be *original* or *creative*"&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit, is that a penis in your pants???&lt;br /&gt;sendpm.gif&lt;br /&gt;Original Gogocat NEG&lt;br /&gt;You: Hay nice tan...is that a real one or a spray on one?&lt;br /&gt;HB: Its a spray on one&lt;br /&gt;You: Wow...Its amazing what a can of spray can do these days.&lt;br /&gt;Alternative:&lt;br /&gt;HB: Its a real one&lt;br /&gt;You: Oh...its hard to tell because the spray on ones look just like the real ones.&lt;br /&gt;Gogocat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mutatok neked egy varazstrukkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's nice, but what are you getting ME for christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-2282941959004748134?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/2282941959004748134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=2282941959004748134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2282941959004748134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2282941959004748134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/12/openers-and-stuff.html' title='openers and stuff'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-1293691657028255322</id><published>2007-12-04T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T15:34:01.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kirugtam holland nomet</title><content type='html'>es elmentem a keletberlini 39 eves kollegaval inni, ahol a Kings Chapel gyerekei&lt;br /&gt;enekeltek karacsony dalokat, megnyitottam ket szettet, egy 7-es es egy 9-es, lelegzetelallito, legcsodalatosabb lany a barban, D-kosar, 175 cm, baba arc, vekony, magas, es 21 eves Cambridgi egyetemista, szoval kemeny dio, el is jutottam az elso perc vegeig, ahol kifutottam anyagbol, illetve a haverom visszajott, valami olyasmire lette volna szugsegem, hogy a haveromat ne kozositsem ki, hogy .... nem is tudom, valamire, egy nagyon fasza banter-re es&lt;br /&gt;nemi push pullra, fasza kvalifikaciora, complience-ra, jatekra, kinora, de tudom Esthella-nak hivjak, igaz, megoriztem az ertekemet, de nem sok komfortot es vonzalmat keltettem benne, azert ezt a trade-off-ot valahol meg kell tennem majd a jovoben ezt a legjobban a kvalifikacios reframingekkel lehet megtenni es hasonlok.... azert biztato hogy az elso 30 masodperces rutin mennyire bejott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-1293691657028255322?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/1293691657028255322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=1293691657028255322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/1293691657028255322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/1293691657028255322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/12/kirugtam-holland-nomet.html' title='kirugtam holland nomet'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-2588340078285496496</id><published>2007-10-28T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T14:34:55.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>egy par 7 evvel ezelott imel, eleg kemenyek, ez a 8. nomtol van asszem, Adrienntol</title><content type='html'>&gt; nem gond, tanulj. az amugyis fontosabb. ezt a hetet mar en is^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; elterveztem. holnap hulla leszek, 8 orat tolmacsolok, utana mar meghalni^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sincs kedvem altalaban, es abszolute nem vagyok emberbarati^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hangulatban.. csutortokon emesevel bepotoljuk a mult szombati kimaradt^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; bulit.. vagy olds vagy vasarhelyi, majd meglatjuk, es a legjobb^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; baratnommel, akit a multkor olyan szepen elfelejtettem, szoval vele is^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; talalkozom valamikor a heten, kene nezni valami mozit, mar olyan regen^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nem voltam, hogy azt se tudom milyen filmek vannak egyaltalan mostanaban,^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; de azt meg nem konkretizaltuk, de most o hatarozhatja meg, mikor hol es^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; mit csinaljunk, ha mar en voltam olyan bunko a multkor.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a problema  a kovetkezo:^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; szegeny oseimet nem sokkolhatom itt hirtelenjeben valami vadidegen^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; pasival, aki mindjart itt is alszik, apam szivrohamot is kapna. szoval^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nekik muszaj egy parszor hallani rolad, netan egyszer latni is teged,^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; mielott kiseloadas nelkul meguszom a dolgot, es ugyanezert nem is tunhetek^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; csak ugy el egy egesz ejszakara. ezert fizeti apam a kocsim meg a^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; telefonom, hogy mindig haza tudjak jonni.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; viszont ez valamilyen szinten es atmenetileg meg is oldja a dolgot, mert^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; talalkozhatunk valamikor egyszer-ketszer keson, mikor te bent vagy valahol^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a varosban, tudunk kicsit dumalni, vagy ha netan ugy alakul^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; romantikazni.. ugyis regen voltam mar ejjel a szigeten:) es haza is tudlak^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; dobni akar az ejszaka kozepen is. az nem gond. aztan ha az oseim mar^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; megszoktak a neved, netan egyszer megmutattad magad nekik, nyugodtan^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; alhatsz itt, bar innen reggel rohadt messze van minden, foleg az egyetem,^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; kb. 1 ora vagy meg tobb a reggeli csucsban.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; jaj de bonyolult az elet:(^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; szoval te most tanulj szepen, nehogy elcseszd a zh-idat, szar dolog^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; helybol iv-vel indulni vizsgan.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; aztan ha raersz, irj, vagy hivj, kiveve csutortokot, az mar foglalt.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; de inkabb tanulj. en nem futok el, legalabbis egyelore. fo a lustasag es^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a kenyelem:)^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; na, megyek furdeni, es aludni. muszaj hogy kialudjam magam holnapra,^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; kulonben sikhulye leszek egesz nap, es nem fizetnek ki.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; :)^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; PS: azert meg bocs, hogy idonkent kicsit tulzottan defenzivaba vonulok, de^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; valahogy ez igy alakult az elmult evek soran.. kicsit gyakran ertettuk^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; felre egymast a pasikkal. jobb felni.. stb.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; meg engem itt ket szfinx is oriz, apam es az ocsem versenytfeltenek, es^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; versenyszeruen utalnak minden pasit aki elokerul az eletemben, ugyhogy^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nekem se konnyu:)^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; jo, en cserebe meg a tesom noit utalom, csak hat nekem nem tul sok^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; beleszolasom van az o dolgaiba. o bezzeg apamat jol fel birja heccelni.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; de szerencsere most epp kegyvesztett, mert spagettit dobalt mult hjetvegen^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a konyhaban, amit nem nagyon dijaztak a szuleim:)^M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; szija:)^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; remelem kiludtad magad:) nekem csak 2.5 ora alvas jutott volna, ha tudtam^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; volna  aludni, de igy csak folytatom az elozo napot. reggel 3/4 6ra ertem^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; haza, es meglepo modon nem tevedtem el.. jo, az ut nagyreszeben foggalmam^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sem volt, hogy hol vagyok, de aztan valahogy tok veletlen elkeveredtem a^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; rottenbiller utcahoz, onnen meg aztan mar sikerult gyorsan^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hazatalalni.. onnan csukott szemmel is, a nagymamam ott lakik a kornyeken.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hazafele mar rem sok ember volt az utcan.. indultak a korankelok. de szar^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lehet, ha valakinek ilyen remesen koran kell munkaba jarnia.:(^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; en egyelore meg nem vagyok tul faradt, azaz nem erzem, hogy az lennek,^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; csak naggggyon ehes, es meg masfel ora ebedig.^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; most megyek, mert bemelegedett a muszer, muszaj dolgozni..^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; gondolj ram:)^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&gt; A.^M&lt;br /&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedves Havibajos Orsolya !^M&lt;br /&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;Arrol ,hogy verzel , csak az jut eszembe, hogy huh , mar all is a farkam ,^M&lt;br /&gt;bocsi edes ,de most csak ilyen^M&lt;br /&gt;perverzeket tudok irni . Szeretek kurni ,ha a lanynak eppen megvan . Kicsi^M&lt;br /&gt;Orsi , nagyon izgato dolgokat irsz.^M&lt;br /&gt;Kar ,hogy nem vagy itt . Holnap keson kelek . 11 kor mar ebren is szoktam^M&lt;br /&gt;lenni. Most en kivanlak nagyon.^M&lt;br /&gt;Imadlak fogdosni. Nyalni - falni. En is nagyon szeretnem erezni a forrosagod,^M&lt;br /&gt;kivulrol es belulrol . Es szeretnelek jol leforrazni.  Nem akarom kimondani^M&lt;br /&gt;azt a szot. De csak annyi ,hogy nagyon kozel szeretnek kerulni hozzad  . Olyan^M&lt;br /&gt;kozel ,amilyen kozel csak lehetunk.  Erzed ?^M&lt;br /&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;Honda, nagy , ezres. 130 lo, 260 a vege. Kiraly. Ha most nem lenne ennyi bajod^M&lt;br /&gt;es nem mondtad volna , hogy^M&lt;br /&gt;csut az rossz , akkor mar mentunk volna egy kort , utana pedig sok kort ...^M&lt;br /&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;Nem erzed ugy ,hogy a mi kapcsolatunk egyre inkabb csak egy valamirol szol ?^M&lt;br /&gt;Mert en igen . Szerintem^M&lt;br /&gt;nagyon jo. Nagyon nagyon kivancsi vagyok rad.  Az illatodra ... imadom egy^M&lt;br /&gt;nonek az illatat ...^M&lt;br /&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;jo ejszakat,^M&lt;br /&gt;hianyzol^M&lt;br /&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;Jozso^M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedvesem !^M&lt;br /&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;Remelem nem sertodsz meg a megszolitas miatt .  Biztos irom ezt valamiert. Meg^M&lt;br /&gt;nem olvastam az^M&lt;br /&gt;emailjeidet. Mikor talalkozunk ? Kicsit most ossze kell szednem magam , de^M&lt;br /&gt;egyebkent ok vagyok.^M&lt;br /&gt;Hat ha elsore nem is de azert masodikra csak osszejott ,  ereztem ,hogy valami^M&lt;br /&gt;nagyon szorit, ugyalatszik^M&lt;br /&gt;a gyonyorod volt az.Emlekszem amikor ebredeztem ott voltal mellettem. Egybol^M&lt;br /&gt;ra is jottem ,hogy mit lenne jo^M&lt;br /&gt;csinalni. Ugylatszik en hatulrol ficko vagyok. Mit gondolsz ? Meg kell ,hogy^M&lt;br /&gt;mondjak valamit , hatulrol szeretem a^M&lt;br /&gt;legjobban. Szeretnel moziba menni? Mehetunk, mostanaban inkabb setalgatnek ,^M&lt;br /&gt;vagy kirandulgatnek, motoroznek^M&lt;br /&gt;veled. Mozi kicsit passziv. Csak valami kevesse paras helyre kene menni.^M&lt;br /&gt;Mindegy. Jo  volt a tangad, tetszett nagyon,^M&lt;br /&gt;foleg ami alatta van. Anyam meg aszondja , huh vedd el felesegul ezt a lanyt,^M&lt;br /&gt;nagyon aranyos meg minden ... azt mondom , szerinted mi nem hosszutavu^M&lt;br /&gt;partnerek vagyunk, kimesz dokinak meg azt' ugy egyebkent se, mit szosz ?^M&lt;br /&gt;Hat szova ezek vannak. Kicsit ambivalens minden, tudom , hogy segitesz. Vajon^M&lt;br /&gt;engem miert szeretsz ? Vagy nem .^M&lt;br /&gt;Szeretem benned , hogy olyan stabil vagy , noies, gondoskodo, erted ?^M&lt;br /&gt;^M&lt;br /&gt;Jozso^M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-2588340078285496496?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/2588340078285496496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=2588340078285496496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2588340078285496496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2588340078285496496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/10/egy-par-7-evvel-ezelott-imel-eleg.html' title='egy par 7 evvel ezelott imel, eleg kemenyek, ez a 8. nomtol van asszem, Adrienntol'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-5863329755061689375</id><published>2007-09-26T04:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T04:12:32.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gondolatok</title><content type='html'>-erezd az erzest, ne nyomd el, fogadd el, ha latsz egy jo not, erezd, amit erzel, mert ferfi vagy, dakod van, erezd, ne nyomd el&lt;br /&gt;-adj magadnak engedelyt, hogy hiabazz&lt;br /&gt;-ne azon gondolkodj o mit gondol, hanem azt, hogy hogyan ered el nala, hogy vonzodjon hozzad, aktivitas, aktivitas, aktivitas&lt;br /&gt;-attraction is not a choice&lt;br /&gt;-create emotional spikes&lt;br /&gt;-stop analysing, be in the moment !&lt;br /&gt;-a legroszabb dolog ami tortenhet, az az ignorance es az eges, es a felelem a felelemtol&lt;br /&gt;-ne felj semmitol, csak a felelemtol magatol&lt;br /&gt;-gondolj arra, milyen jo lesz miutan leszolitottad, boldog lehetsz, megtetted az elso lepest, nem ugy mint a szaz masik baratod, sot, nincs egy baratod se&lt;br /&gt;aki ezt megtette volna, mert felnek, de te ne feljel&lt;br /&gt;-ne erdekeljen, hogy mi van az o fejeben, mert akkor nem sugarzol ki magadbol semmit, sugarozz ki energiat, ez az ami vonz, szarj arra, hogy mit gondol&lt;br /&gt;vagy bevonzod vagy nem, te vagy az univerzum kozpontja, te vagy a nap, aki sugarzik, vagy szereti a no a napfenyt vagy nem, te sugarzol es lesz no akit bevonzol,&lt;br /&gt;akit pedig nem, azt elengeded, mert adsz magadnak eselyt, hogy hibazz, nem kell tokeletesnek lenned, a tokeletes emberek, tokeletesen megoregszenek egyedul&lt;br /&gt;-engedd meg magadnak, hogy teljesen aterezve el tudd engedni a noket&lt;br /&gt;-nofelszedes a norol szol es az o erzeseirol, ha o jol erzi magat egy aruhazban mikozben felszeded az ugyanojan jo mintha, egy diszkoban szedned fel&lt;br /&gt;-mekkora baromsag az, hogy a nonek azt kell hinnie, hogy nem akarod felszedni, 99%-uk tudja, nem az a problema, hogy tudja, hanam az amit kapcsol hozza, a gondolatok, ezert a&lt;br /&gt;gondolatokat kell megvaltoztatni (tunj nehezen megkaphatonak, a bitch shield-et tord le, kelts jo elso benyomast) nem pedig eltitkolni, hogy fel akarod szedni&lt;br /&gt;-nem nyerhetsz mindenkit meg, adj magadnak eselyt, hogy hibazz&lt;br /&gt;-ugy menj be egy szettbe, hogy tiszta a fejed, mintha friss hajnali levegovel lenne tele, kilelegzel belelegzel es bemesz, beledobod magad a szakadekba, vagy inkabb a vizbe,&lt;br /&gt;vagy ejtoernyovel a levegobe, tudod, hogy kinyilik az ejtoernyo (elmesz, elkuld a csaj) es akkor vege lesz a zuhanasnak, de azt a fel masod percet vagy akar 1-2 percet elvezheted&lt;br /&gt;-beleugrasz a szettbe, vedtelenul, sebezheto vagy, olyan mintha meztelenul ugranal bele a levegobe, de a vegen nem lesz semmi baj, mert kinyilik az ejtoernyo, elkuld a csaj,&lt;br /&gt;vagy te magad mesz el, ez a harom masodperces szabaly, az ezert mukodik, mert kell, hozza egy ilyen mindset, hogy kiteszed magad az ismeretlennek, mert te egy olyan ember vagy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-5863329755061689375?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/5863329755061689375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=5863329755061689375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/5863329755061689375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/5863329755061689375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/09/gondolatok.html' title='gondolatok'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-4284345070381324013</id><published>2007-09-24T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T03:07:51.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>egy ket gondolat..</title><content type='html'>-nyugodtan hidd el, hogy minden no megvan erted orulve, meg akkor is ha nem igaz, ne keress bizonyitekot arra, hogy ez nem igy van-senki nem fog helyetted noket leszolitani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ha baszni akarsz, akkor neked kell noket leszolitanod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-senki nem tud jobban segiteni neked, mint te magad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-legyen begyakorolva a mondandod, mert anelkull csak ott fogsz allni, mint egy balfasz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tudd, hogy nem nyerhetsz meg mindenkit es ez rendjen van igy, de legalabb TE megprobaltad es erre buszke lehetsz-a szep nok is rondak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-a szep nok is akarnak baszni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-csak olyan dologgal foglalkozz, ami a valosagban elorevisz; ne vesztegesd az idodet-ne fuss a villamos utan, ugyis jon a kovetkezo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-barmi ami miatt szegyenkezel az megbocsajthato, mert csak 20 eved van hatra a fiatalsagodbol, egyszer vagy fiatal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-az approach anxiety olyan mint a vecen szaras, amikor a baratnod egesz csaladja 2 meterre a konyhaban eszik es hallja, ahogy recsegve durrogtatva szarsz; ego, de meg kell tenned (ez ellen van jo modszer, mp3 a fuledben, mar nem is durrogtatsz, sot, jo muzsikat jatszol a seggeddel, ezt meg a vacsorazo baratno-szulok is szeretik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bizz magadban, bizz abban, hogy a kreativitasod es az inteligenciaddal olyan dolgokat veszel eszre, amit senki mas nem a vilagon, bizz abban, hogy egyedi vagy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-az emberek nagyon kulonbozoek, ugyanugy, ahogy vannak szep nok, akik nem erdekeltek a szexben, ugyanugy vannak szep nok akik erdekeltek a szexben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nem tudod elore melyik no lesz erdekelt a szexben es melyik nem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anelkul, hogy leszolitanal noket nincs siker, anelkul minden mas elmeletet kidobhatsz az ablakon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mindig lesznek uj gondolatok, amikrol azt, hiszed, hogy majd, ha AZT megerted, akkor majd minden no szetteszi neked a labat, a baj csak az, hogy mire ezeket mind megerted, elmulik a fiatalsagod es ha azzal vagy elfoglalva, hogy uj elmeleteket ertsel meg akkor nem lesz idod/fokuszod arra, hogy a valosagban megtanuld, hogyan noket szolitsal le es tenylegesen gyakorold is a nofelszedest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-az elmeletek a tanulmanyozasa sokszor csak kifogas, amivel elkerulheted a fajdalmat, azaz a nok leszolitasat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tudod, hogy mit mondjal a noknek, csak azt nem eleg tudni, hanem mondani is kell-a problema nem a tudassal van, hanem a mondassal-mindig zarj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-egyetlen egy jo rutinra van szukseged, ami mindig mukodik !!!!! EGYRE !!! Talalj egyet es hasznald azt !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-epits be vicceket es akkor tudni fogod, hogy nevetni fognak, ami egy pozitiv feedback-et eredmenyez es nagyobb batorsaggal hasznalod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tudd nagyon melyen, hogy azok a gyonyoru szep nok lettek szerelmesek beled, tettek szet a labukat neked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kepzelj el egy lanyt, akit mar 100x v. 1x megkurtal, hogy all a ruhaboltban v. all a buszmegalloban es te le akarod szolitani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-4284345070381324013?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/4284345070381324013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=4284345070381324013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-3493220239897057699?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/3493220239897057699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=3493220239897057699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/3493220239897057699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/3493220239897057699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-are-in-my-anima.html' title='you are in my anima'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-2790785708617229488</id><published>2007-09-23T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T14:40:05.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love confession</title><content type='html'>I ask myself the question why you are so deep in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant something else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant why you are so deep in me, in my being, in my head, in my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I do a loveconfession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you don't understand it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi hi hi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-2790785708617229488?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-7024041883429455319</id><published>2007-09-23T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T03:20:17.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>isten veled edes piroskam</title><content type='html'>Aradszky László: ISTEN VÉLED, ÉDES PIROSKÁM!&lt;br /&gt;Horváth Jenő-Szenes Iván&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volt! Nincs! Szerelem!&lt;br /&gt;Nincs már nyoma sem.&lt;br /&gt;Nem szeretem,&lt;br /&gt;Mikor énrám fittyet hánynak.&lt;br /&gt;Volt, nincs az a csók!&lt;br /&gt;Nézzük a valót!&lt;br /&gt;Mert ugye kész az egész!&lt;br /&gt;Isten véled, édes Piroskám!&lt;br /&gt;Van még rajtad kívül csinos lány.&lt;br /&gt;Lennék én még nálad divatban,&lt;br /&gt;És ha nem, hát akkor mondd, mi van?!&lt;br /&gt;Erzsik, Katikák,&lt;br /&gt;Klárák, Marikák,&lt;br /&gt;Szép Zsuzsikák,&lt;br /&gt;Örök Évák!&lt;br /&gt;Tessék! Tessék!&lt;br /&gt;Oly szent ez a cél,&lt;br /&gt;Egy szív ma facér.&lt;br /&gt;Mert ugye kész&lt;br /&gt;Ez az egész!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isten véled, édes Piroskám!&lt;br /&gt;Van még rajtad kívül csinos lány.&lt;br /&gt;Túlélem a búcsút vidáman,&lt;br /&gt;És ha nem, hát akkor mondd, mi van?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felsír a tömeg,&lt;br /&gt;Meghalt, szeretett!&lt;br /&gt;És te tudod,&lt;br /&gt;Hogy e hű szív&lt;br /&gt;Érted halt meg…&lt;br /&gt;Fátyol hajadon&lt;br /&gt;Gyilkos hajadon.&lt;br /&gt;És ugye kész&lt;br /&gt;Ez az egész!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hogy fogsz sírni, édes Piroskám!&lt;br /&gt;Kisírt szemmel nincsen csinos lány.&lt;br /&gt;Jobban jársz, ha egyedül élsz velem,&lt;br /&gt;Mintha értem sírnál nélkülem.&lt;br /&gt;Hogyha elhagysz, én sem bírom tán…&lt;br /&gt;Hát térjünk észre édes Piroskám!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-1290766705609528974</id><published>2007-09-22T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T17:23:23.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stop analyzing, be creative</title><content type='html'>-ne allits magadnak korlatokat, tisztelettel hallgasd meg masok tanacsat es vesd el oket, ha kell, mert nem masok fogjak megoldani a problemadat, egyes egyedul te fogod megoldani&lt;br /&gt;-legyel kreativ, neked kell kitalalnod mindent, neked kell dolgozni, masok nem fognak dolgozni helyetted, vagy max akkor ha fizetsz nekik, de akkor mar jobban megeri kurvazni&lt;br /&gt;-tudod, hogy mit akarsz elerni, erd el azt !&lt;br /&gt;-dolgozz meg a noert, mert ez neked kell&lt;br /&gt;-menj at a tuzon a noert, mert ez neked kell !&lt;br /&gt;-tudd, hogy mit fogsz mondani es hogyan, hogy ez tobbe ne lehessen kifogas, senki mas nem fogja ezt helyetted megtenni&lt;br /&gt;-ha le kell szolitanod napkozben jozanul 200 not ahhoz, hogy egyet megdugj, akkor azzal, hogy nem szolitasz le egyet sem, azzal csak keslelteted a dolgokat&lt;br /&gt;-ha igy is ugy is le kell szolitanod ezt a 200 not akkor jobb ha hamarabb tulesel rajta, hamarabb tulesel a szukseges rosszon, a fajdalmon, ahogy svarcianegger is megmondja, at kell menned a fajdalomperioduson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-1290766705609528974?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/1290766705609528974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=1290766705609528974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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megoldas vagy bennem van, vagy nincs megoldas&lt;br /&gt;-soha ne keresd masban a megoldast, vagy benned van, vagy sehol&lt;br /&gt;-ha te nem szolitod le a noket, akkor nem kerul no a faszodra&lt;br /&gt;-eddig minden not akit megkurtal, azt te szolitottad le es ez a kijelentes nagyon is igaznak tunik&lt;br /&gt;-ez az en faszom, ez az en eletem, mar 18 eves koromban is megmondam, beelesdezve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-3988718499696011217?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/3988718499696011217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=3988718499696011217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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you want to talk about the time in Dutch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dagen van de week&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Days of the week&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Maandag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Monday&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Dinsdag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Tuesday&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Woensdag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Wednesday&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Donderdag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Thursday&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Vrijdag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Friday&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Zaterdag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Saturday&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Zondag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Sunday&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maanden van het jaar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Months of the year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Januari&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;January&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Februari&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;February&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Maart&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;March&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;April&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;April&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Mei&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;May&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Juni&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;June&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Juli&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;July&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Augustus&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;August&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;September&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;September&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Oktober&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;October&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;November&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;November&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;December&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;December&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jaargetijden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seasons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Voorjaar, &lt;i&gt;or:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Lente&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Spring&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Zomer&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Summer&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Najaar, &lt;i&gt;or:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Herfst&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Fall&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Winter&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Winter&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoe laat is het?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What time is it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Een uur&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;One o'clock&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Kwart over een&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Quarter past one&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Half twee&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Half past one&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Kwart voor twee&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Quarter to two&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Seconde&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Second&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Minuut&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Minute&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Uur (*)&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Hour&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Dag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Day&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Week&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Week&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Maand&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Month&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Jaar (*)&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Year&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Eeuw&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Century&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Nu&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Now&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Straks&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Later&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Gisteren&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Yesterday&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Vandaag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Today&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Morgen&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Volgende week&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Next week&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Over een week&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;A week from now&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Verleden week, &lt;i&gt;or:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Vorige week&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Last week&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Dutch for Beginners: Basic Vocabulary&lt;/h1&gt;The following words are indispensable if you want to understand Dutch. They are "building blocks" that are used over and again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;   &lt;tbody&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Belangrijke woorden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Important words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td valign="top"&gt;Een&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;Indefinite article, singular (as in English, no article is used for the plural indefinite form). E.g., "een kind" = "a child"; "kinderen" = "children".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td valign="top"&gt;Het&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;Definite article, singular; used with a &lt;b&gt;limited group of nouns&lt;/b&gt;. E.g., "het kind" = "the child".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td valign="top"&gt;De&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;Definite article, used for the &lt;b&gt;singular&lt;/b&gt; form of &lt;b&gt;all other&lt;/b&gt; nouns, as well as the &lt;b&gt;plural&lt;/b&gt; form of &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; nouns that can have an article. E.g., &lt;i&gt;het&lt;/i&gt; kind, but "&lt;i&gt;de&lt;/i&gt; kinderen" = "the children".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;En&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;And&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Of&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Or&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Omdat&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Because&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Ondanks&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;In spite of&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Daarom&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Therefore&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Alle, allemaal&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;All &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Elke&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Every&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Iedereen&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Everyone&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Wie?&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Who?&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Wat?&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;What?&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Waar?&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Where?&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Waarom?&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Why?&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Hoe?&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;How?&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Ik&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;I&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Jij&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;You&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;U&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;You (polite form, singular or plural)&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Hij&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;He&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Zij (1)&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;She&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Wij&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;We&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Jullie&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;You (plural)&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Zij (2)&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;They&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Mijn&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;My&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Jouw&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Your&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Uw&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Your (polite form, singular or plural)&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Zijn&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;His&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Haar&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Her&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Ons&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Our&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Jullie&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Your (plural)&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Hun&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Their&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Omhoog&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Up&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Omlaag&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Down&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Links&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Left&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Rechts&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Right&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Binnen&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Inside&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Buiten&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Outside&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Voor (1)&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;In front of&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Achter&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Behind&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Naast&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Next to&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Bij&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Near&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Naar&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Towards&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Vanaf&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Away from; &lt;i&gt;or:&lt;/i&gt; Starting at&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Eerste&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;First&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Laatste&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Last&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Voor (2), &lt;i&gt;or:&lt;/i&gt; Voordat&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Before&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Na, &lt;i&gt;or:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nadat&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;After&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Veel&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Much; many&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Weinig&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Little; few&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Meer&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;More&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Minder&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Less&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Meest&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Most&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Minst&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Least&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Met&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;With&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Zonder&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt;Without&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-4850000706211606308?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/4850000706211606308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=4850000706211606308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/4850000706211606308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/4850000706211606308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/09/dutch.html' title='dutch'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-5359864225492709099</id><published>2007-09-21T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T06:30:39.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vagy emigralhatnal hollandiaba, a konnyu drogok otthonaba</title><content type='html'>ne szivjal fuvet ! mert olyan leszel mint en.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne szivjal fuvet, szivjal inkabb faszt,&lt;br /&gt;mert ha faszt szivsz kedvesem, az senkit nem aggaszt.&lt;br /&gt;legfejjebb csak enbaszlak seggbe, most mert van mindenki ugy megdermedve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ne szivjal fuvet, szivjal inkabb faszt, o o.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-5359864225492709099?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/5359864225492709099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=5359864225492709099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/5359864225492709099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/5359864225492709099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/09/vagy-emigralhatnal-hollandiaba-konnyu.html' title='vagy emigralhatnal hollandiaba, a konnyu drogok otthonaba'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-9145257525885717218</id><published>2007-09-20T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T08:05:56.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mekkurtam egy not ez a nagyvenvalahanyadik</title><content type='html'>de most nem ezt akarom leirni, na jo kicsit irok rola, szetkurtam mint allat, ES ! le is szopattam... hehe, de csak felig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na mindegy, ami ennel fontosabb, az az, hogy az egomat le kell teljesen csokkenteni.&lt;br /&gt;Az egom bekorlatoz, erezni kell a megsemisules erzeset a szivemben. Tuzbe kell mennem, meg kell egetnem magamat. Csak ugy mehetsz at a hidon, ha hiszel abban, hogy at tudsz jutni. Egy inidiana jones tortenet. Ez mind ugyanaz. Comit ! Ha megsemmisulsz mielott leszolitasz egy not, akkor mar nem tudsz megsemmisulni utana. Erzem az egomat, erzem, ahogy ved, a megsemmisules ellen. Ez nem jo. MEg kell semmisulni, csak akkor tudsz igazan noket felszedni, csak akkor leszel stabil. Akkor fogsz majd tudni lelegezni es a no szemebe belenezni, meg akkoris , ha o almaid noje, peldaul adrien. VAgy egy szazszor szebb okosabb, gazdagabb no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-9145257525885717218?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/9145257525885717218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=9145257525885717218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/9145257525885717218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/9145257525885717218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/09/mekkurtam-egy-not-ez.html' title='mekkurtam egy not ez a nagyvenvalahanyadik'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-1641662246039602656</id><published>2007-09-18T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T13:04:10.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no idea what this is.....</title><content type='html'>21:01:32] … de meeste dromen zijn bedrog&lt;br /&gt;[21:01:41] … maar als ik wakker wordt naast jou dan droom ik nog&lt;br /&gt;[21:01:53] … ik voel je adem en zie je gezicht&lt;br /&gt;[21:02:01] …  je bent een droom die naast me ligt&lt;br /&gt;[21:02:05] … je kijkt me en rekt je uit&lt;br /&gt;[21:02:11] … een keer in de zo veel tijd komen dromen uit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-2490927032081875694</id><published>2007-09-17T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T05:26:24.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leszolitas motivacio</title><content type='html'>Motivacio leszolitashoz:&lt;br /&gt;-1 utcan szerzett telefonszam utan kiverhetem a farkam egesz heten vasarnapig + a lehetoseg, hogy beleverhetem a csajba.&lt;br /&gt;-3 utcan leszolotott no utan kiverhetem a farkam aznap.-minden vasarnap este kiverhetem a farkam.-pornovideo nezese utcan es a szembe jovo ronda nok megbaszasara gondolasa-ronda nok megbaszasanak az erzese, oket is meg kell becsulni-minden leszolitott no utan egy azzonnali finom csokoladeval jutalmazom magam&lt;br /&gt;-tapping: ugyan van ez az alattomos magam kibeszelese a nok leszolitasabol, de ennek ellenere minden szempontbol es teljes mertekben melyen elfogadom onmagamat.&lt;br /&gt;-ha a faszveresre gondolok, akkor gondoljak arra, hogy csak 3 not kell leszolitanom aznap ahhoz, hogy este verhessek egy jot.&lt;br /&gt;-irjal ki motivaciokat a pornovidodra, sub-bal ! peldaul: -ilyen ronda noket szeretsz utszan leszolitani.&lt;br /&gt;-ma ha 3 not leszolitasz es kiverheted&lt;br /&gt;-gondolatok amiket el kell uzni: majd jon a baratnom es ot megkurom.&lt;br /&gt;-kepeket kell teremteni a fejemben, reszletes kepeket, ahogy leszolitom a noket az utcan es annakaz eredmenye az lesz, hogy eloszor aznap este kiontom a gecimet a faszveres utan azontul pedig meg a ronda csajba is onthetem.-ha 1 novel beszelek az utcan / boltban / buszmegalloban / vonatallomason/egyetemen 2 percnel /10 mondatnal tobbet/3 temanal tobbet, akkor aznap mar kiverhetem.&lt;br /&gt;-winggel, minden leszolitott no utan kapok 10 fontot. 50 fontot kell visszanyernem.&lt;br /&gt;-arto gondolatok elkerulese: tapping: ugyan van az az erzesem, hogy elvesztem a baratnomet, ha leszolitom ezt a lanyt, de ennek ellenere minden szempontbol es teljesmertekben elfogadom onmagamat es a helyzetet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-2490927032081875694?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/2490927032081875694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=2490927032081875694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2490927032081875694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2490927032081875694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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hogy ertekeljek oket, ezt hasznald ki arra, hogy szettegye neked a labat&lt;br /&gt;-a nok biztonsagban akarjak magukat erezni veled (lasd szetverem a szomszed fejet patternek)&lt;br /&gt;-a nok olyan faszit akarnak, akik otthonosan erzik magukat a pinak kornyezeteben es tudnak veluk banni, jol erzik magukat a pinak kornyezeteben, a nok nem a kinezetedtol indulnak be, hanem, hogy hogyan nyalod majd a pinajukat es hany perc alatt mesz el tole, hogyan kelted fel benne a szexualis vagyat (ezt kivetitik a jovore)&lt;br /&gt;-regi mondas, de nem igaz: hiszem ha latom (mystery type DHV), ennel jobb: hiszem ha kikovetkeztetem (elharitja a meggyozesi szituaciobol eredo problemakat)&lt;br /&gt;-frame: o akar teged megdugni vagy. mindketten meg akarjatok dugni egymast es kozoson kuzdotok ezert a celert (megegyszer: pattern=hiszem ha elkepzelem) vagy utos-pattern, hiszem mert elkepzelem es tudom, hogy o ezt nem azert mondja, mert neki igy engem meg kell gyoznie, hanem azert mert ........ vagy ez talan nem is lenyeg... huh ezen meg gondolkodnom kell, jobb lenne kitalalni valami konkret peldat, nosza&lt;br /&gt;-vegyuk, az openeremet, hi, the only reason why I am talking to you is that I've noticed something on you (pause); you have a green (pause), a very nice green energy around you; the only reason I am telling you this is because mine is green too, well I dont tell this to everybody what their energy color is but in your case, since we match, there is a slight chance that we could be even soulmates..........&lt;br /&gt;ez gecijo.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-4509322448497941529?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/4509322448497941529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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feltoltodes</title><content type='html'>-szexualisan tolteni kell a noket, hogy majd jol kisuljenek a vegen&lt;br /&gt;-meg kell oket dicserni, mindenert, ami nekunk jo&lt;br /&gt;-fontos, hogy invesztaljanak a kapcsolatba&lt;br /&gt;-motivalni kell magamat, hogy nyissak meg noket, talan csokoladeval&lt;br /&gt;-nem szabad kiverni, az is jo motivacio, valszeg eleg jo&lt;br /&gt;-logisztika fontos (vagy nala kurunk, vagy nalam)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-8502410098238984975?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/8502410098238984975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=8502410098238984975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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SHOT&lt;br /&gt;Pat Benatar&lt;br /&gt;Crimes of Passion&lt;br /&gt;Written by: E. Schwartz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a real tough cookie with a long history&lt;br /&gt;Of breaking little hearts like the one in me&lt;br /&gt;That's okay, let's see how you do it&lt;br /&gt;Put up you dukes, let's get down to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Fire away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come on with it, come on&lt;br /&gt;You don't fight fair&lt;br /&gt;That's okay, see if I care&lt;br /&gt;Knock me down, it's all in vain&lt;br /&gt;I get right back on my feet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Fire away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a real tough cookie with a long history&lt;br /&gt;Of breaking little hearts like the one in me&lt;br /&gt;Before I put another notch in my lipstick case&lt;br /&gt;You better make sure you put me in my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;C'mon!&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Fire away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Hit me with your best shot&lt;br /&gt;Fire away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-7351414143161290526?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/7351414143161290526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=7351414143161290526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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szamit a csajozasnal, a gondolat, hogy a csaj lemaradhat valami jorol, ha nem fog baszni velem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-1688901344710299642?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/1688901344710299642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=1688901344710299642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/1688901344710299642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/1688901344710299642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/09/gondolatok-pickuprol-3.html' title='gondolatok pickuprol 3.'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-258528465478301343</id><published>2007-09-04T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T08:27:53.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gondolatok pickuprol 2.</title><content type='html'>-hatalmad van a nok felett&lt;br /&gt;-te hatarozod meg, hogy mi tortenjen (5 masodperces szinten)&lt;br /&gt;-vezess, minden szinten&lt;br /&gt;-parancsolj neki, ugy, hogy neki utana jobb legyen !&lt;br /&gt;-mint peldaul : look at my tshirt !!&lt;br /&gt;-ezt ugy mond, hogy semmi ketelkedes ne legyen a hangodban, se a szemedben, arrol, hogy o az teljesiteni fogja, amit parancsolsz neki.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-258528465478301343?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/258528465478301343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=258528465478301343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/258528465478301343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/258528465478301343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/09/gondolatok-pickuprol-2.html' title='gondolatok pickuprol 2.'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-1917321839416949799</id><published>2007-09-04T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T05:59:12.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gondolatok pickuprol (principles)</title><content type='html'>-rovid ido alatt elkeszul a benyomas rolad a no fejeben (par perc)&lt;br /&gt;-ezt nehez utana megvaltoztatni , nagyon nehez&lt;br /&gt;-viszont maradnak a fejeben lukak, amiket vagy be kell tolteni (mint majd a pinajat) vagy nem, ezek attol fuggoen fontosak, amilyen ember vagy es amilyen o.&lt;br /&gt;-vannak olyan dolgok is, amikek o meg nem tud; ez az amikor ujat mutatsz neki.&lt;br /&gt;-rezonalnod kell a novel, hogy informaciot tegyel a fejebe.&lt;br /&gt;-a kommunikacio hogyanja, nagyon mulik a testbeszeden es az aktualis performance-on, ez az outer game, ennek feltetlenul jol begyakoroltnak kell lenni&lt;br /&gt;-az inner game, az, hogy mennyire teszem magam tuzbe, hogyan reagalok azokban a pillanatokban, amire nincsen szkriptem&lt;br /&gt;-fontos a fejlodes, nagyon fontos, maga a pickup nagy resze a fejlodesrol szol. es annak a legnagyobb resze a gyakorlas.&lt;br /&gt;-a pickup lenyege, az, hogy a te (vagy o parancsara) parancsodra a no, bizonyos lepeseket hajlando legyen megtenni, ez a struktura, eloszor fogjuk egymas kezet, csokolozunk, pinajat fogdossuk, levesszuk rola a ruhat, kiveretjuk vele a faszunkat, felrehuzzuk a bugyijat, felhuzzuk a kotont, rakopunk a kotonos faszunkr jo rendesen, es becsusztatjuk konnyeden a faszunkat a pinajaba.... ezutan mar csak nem fog ellenkezni.... ; szoval ez a struktura, ezt neki legtobbszor engednie kell... ez a complience, az engedelmesseg, erre meg kell tanitani, hogy ez neki jo, ez fontos szamunkra, plusz o is kezdemenyezhet, ami megint csak fontos, plusz neki is akarni kell ezeket a lepeseket, hogy megtortenjenek.... azaz a logisztika nagyon fontos a baszashoz, amint a siofoki, csak ide megyunk bakardit inni 50 meterre, es kozben megkurtam pelda is mutatja&lt;br /&gt;-fontos motivalni magadat, hogy napont sok not leszolitsal, erre nagyon jo a ronda no reframe: minden no ronda, meg a szepek is, de neked ronda not kell kurnod, a ronda not leszolitani nem szegyen, az inkabb lovagias tett, meg akkor is ha szep a no, minden noben meg kell latni a ronda not, igy kerulsz bele a megfelelo state-be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-1917321839416949799?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/1917321839416949799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=1917321839416949799' title='0 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SÃ¶t,nem vagy tisztÃ¡ban drÃ¡ga a NAGY szo jelentÃ©sÃ©vel.... MÃ©ghogy&lt;br /&gt;szeretnek a lÃ¡nyok:DDDD Ã©s mit szeretnek benned??kihasznÃ¡lni?????&lt;br /&gt;SajnÃ¡lhatod is......&lt;br /&gt;Csak nemtudom kinek jÃ¶n ez be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-5687634872493892078?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/5687634872493892078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=5687634872493892078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/5687634872493892078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/5687634872493892078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/09/faszomba-ezekbe-kocsog-szlovak.html' title='a faszomba ezekbe a kocsog szlovak karakterekbe bazmeg, itt is latszik, hogy ez a kapcsolat amugy se mukodott volna......'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-4180032561645865874</id><published>2007-09-01T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T04:51:01.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogozni kurva jo, mert van sok haziallat</title><content type='html'>hangosak a csajok, all a faszom batran, basznak is  ti ti ti .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'>Most kaptem egy emailt a balatononkurt csajtol</title><content type='html'>hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke, elismerem fasz vagyok, de ezert szeretnek a lanyok ;-) (hiszen fasz vagyok, szo szerint, meghozza jo NAGY fasz ;-) megerdemlem, hogy ne beszelj velem ezekutan. sajnalom. amugy direkt emlitettem, hogy talalkoztam egy par ismerosoddel nem ?&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh...... ez jo volt. bazmeg, reg rohogtem mar ekkorat ........, nem nem is, tenyleg sajnalom, oszinten, tudom, hogy fasz vagyok, de sajnos fasszal szulettem, meghozza jo naggyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;udv.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sep 1 2007, C.Babi wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Csao. Jo is hogy irtÃ¡l,mert nekem az volt az elsÅ‘ dolgom h kidobtam a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; mail cimed.De mindenkÃ©pp le szerettem volna irni mekkora fasz vagy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ElÃ©g ritka lehet az az alkalom amikor te csajjal vagy,ha az elsÅ‘ adando&lt;br /&gt;&gt; alkalommal eldicsekedsz h te kivel voltal az Ã©jjel. Ã‰s ezt pont&lt;br /&gt;&gt; olyanoknak akiket ismizek....sÅ‘t mÃ©g rÃ©szletezni is a dolgokat.Hat&lt;br /&gt;&gt; kÃ¶szi szÃ©pen,jol esett.Jah,a tel szamom es a mailcimem felejtsd&lt;br /&gt;&gt; el!!!!!!!!Mert Ã©n ilyen emberkÃ©kre nem vagyok kivÃ¡ncsi....pa U.i:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; remÃ©lem elÃ©g hosszu lett a levelem......&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KERETTORTENET:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miutan megkurtam, masnap, ultem a zuhogo esoben a parton, teljesen szetcsuszva es valami arcok vettek nekem palacsintat. Elmeseltem nekik mindent reszletesen, mikor hova elveztem ;-) miutan megmutattam nekik a videot, kiderult, hogy pont ismertek a csajt ;-) de kemmeny bazmeg jaajjjjj.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-2642264591093345701?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/2642264591093345701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=2642264591093345701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2642264591093345701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/2642264591093345701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/09/most-kaptem-egy-emailt-balatononkurt.html' title='Most kaptem egy emailt a balatononkurt csajtol'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-2259958107650982931</id><published>2007-08-30T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T14:12:37.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>42 bazmeg, ideje hazasodnom?vagy mi a fasZ?</title><content type='html'>negyvenketto bazmeg, negyvenketto!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-2259958107650982931?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-656400690001926596</id><published>2007-08-30T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T14:11:41.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title"&gt;      35        &lt;/h3&gt;                nem voltam benne biztos, hogy le akarom-e irni ezt a szamot, mert kezdem ugy erezni, hogy nem a&lt;br /&gt;szamok szamitanak.&lt;br /&gt;a sorrend nem biztos:&lt;br /&gt;1 juli&lt;br /&gt;2 molni&lt;br /&gt;3 andi, buszon szedtem fel&lt;br /&gt;4 szigetes szoke picsa, satorban hatulrolkurva&lt;br /&gt;5 reka&lt;br /&gt;6 adrienn&lt;br /&gt;7 fekete reka&lt;br /&gt;8 soproni picsa, akinek az anyja kamu beliszt gyartott&lt;br /&gt;9 picsa akit sopronban koleszban kurtam meg&lt;br /&gt;10 ujvarklubbos szoke csaj, trabantban kurva&lt;br /&gt;11 bevagottpinaju, rondafeju nagymellu, gyorsanelvezos osanya, zoldpardonban felszedve&lt;br /&gt;12 teves picsa, aki allitolag szuz volt&lt;br /&gt;13 17 eves picsa, mekdoneldszben dolgozott, reggel szedtem fel, partirol jovet&lt;br /&gt;14 szep arcu, de dagadt csaj, nemreg lattam a zp-ben, lefogyott, jol nez ki. szopatni jo volt, arra emlekszem.&lt;br /&gt;15 agi&lt;br /&gt;16 sepler&lt;br /&gt;17 kolumbiai&lt;br /&gt;18 (csak a fejere vertem) 21 eves, macskafogoban szedtem fel, magas&lt;br /&gt;19 jana (tegnap kurtam meg)&lt;br /&gt;20 debbie&lt;br /&gt;21 konferencias, extraronda picsa, na ezt felejtsem el bazmeg valahogy&lt;br /&gt;22 (mellerevertem) viola&lt;br /&gt;23 antonia&lt;br /&gt;24 buszmegalloban felszedett magas, szoke, talan agit csaltam vele, fasztudja&lt;br /&gt;25 agi v. dora?, magas barna, gombszemu, akivel az agit csaltam&lt;br /&gt;26 adrienn, akivel az agit csaltam, fodrasz&lt;br /&gt;27 csilla, akivel az agit csaltam, asszem csilla, egyiptomrol meselt&lt;br /&gt;28 rez, talan nem csaltam vele senkit, kolcsonautoval vittem haza csepelre&lt;br /&gt;29 harmincas&lt;br /&gt;30 a baratja v. volegenye lakasan megkurt magas barna, szeparcu, bokros teendoim vannak picsa&lt;br /&gt;31 roni&lt;br /&gt;32 lewit dora&lt;br /&gt;33 lewit dora elotti, alacsony, vastaghatu picsa, (berelt) lakasomon kurtam meg, zp-ben szedtem fel&lt;br /&gt;34 telefonkozpontos csaj, vagy ugyfelszolgalatos? magas, szoke, buddha bicsen szedtem fel&lt;br /&gt;35 zsuzsa, agit csaltam vele, de csak egy kicsit, balatonra mentunk, buddha bicsen szedtem fel&lt;br /&gt;36 konvyvelo picsa, buddha bicsen szedtem fel, ketszer kurtam meg, ugy nez ki minta a kosa&lt;br /&gt;37 dagadt nagymellu nemet klaudiasifferfeju szopos punci&lt;br /&gt;38 timcsoka, akinek csak a pinajaba nyulkaltam egy kicsit ez csak 0.2-ot er&lt;br /&gt;39 megujjazott adrienfeju northcate, marburgban, akire a haverom beragott, hogy ujjaztam&lt;br /&gt;40 olaszbankurt angolpicsa&lt;br /&gt;41 nagyonronda siofokonduplankurt alacsonyfasztudjaki, talan ez is agi volt?&lt;br /&gt;42 babus, siofokon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-656400690001926596?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/656400690001926596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=656400690001926596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/656400690001926596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/656400690001926596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/08/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-4664611022071309839</id><published>2007-08-30T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T12:42:13.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>siofoki picsa, dugas elott vagy utan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wQcB46WRxok"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wQcB46WRxok" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-1195104099176360786</id><published>2007-08-28T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T12:55:50.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>video, sztereo, mindig valamire jo, az agyadban, van adatbank, nyomd csak a gombat, tu tu tu tuttu</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hrDv5FYCQRc"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hrDv5FYCQRc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hrDv5FYCQRc"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hrDv5FYCQRc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amugy.... 2 not kurtam az elozo heten, egy rondat es egy szepet, haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-1195104099176360786?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/1195104099176360786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=1195104099176360786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/1195104099176360786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/1195104099176360786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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(ne mondjam neki, hogy van baratnom)&lt;br /&gt;-ha csak rovid idom van es gyorsan kell cselekednem, akkor effektivnek kell lennem es oszintenek es egyenesnek. nem szabad varni a varazsitalra, amitol majd minden hirtelen jobb lesz. nem szabad varni semmire. amit most nem teszel meg azt elveszited. inkabb egjel kurva nagyot, blamald magad, tedd ki magad veszelynek, de mondd meg neki, hogy tetszik neked, mond meg neki, hogy szep szeme van, mondd meg neki hogy blablablablabla........ addig mondd, amig el nem kuld a picsaba, mondd meg neki oszinten. (azt a neget amit meg akarsz neki mondani) mert ha nem tudsz neki mast mondani, csak azt, hogy csodalod, szereted, imadod, akkor ezt kell neki megmondanod. mert ha meg ezt se mondod meg neki, akkor annyi. vege. finito.&lt;br /&gt;-mit vesztesz el? elveszted egy nonel az eselyedet? elveszted bizonyos emberek szemeben a tiszteletet? FASZT. amit elvesztesz az az, hogy elvesztesz egy kibaszott percet, orat, tiz orat az eletedbol, ha nem mondod meg annak a lanynak, hogy szeretnel vele kefelni, nyalni falni es kurni. minden a hogyanon mulik. vagy megprobalod vagy nem. bele kell tenni magadat a tuzbe, kulonben soha nem fogja pina egetni a farkadat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-135986709239756453?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/135986709239756453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=135986709239756453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/135986709239756453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/135986709239756453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/07/london-daygame.html' title='london daygame'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-1145890472322184630</id><published>2007-07-27T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T12:01:46.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the secret language</title><content type='html'>... ik hoop dat je dan heel goed Nederlands leert spreken zodat we ook in het Nederlands kunnen communiceren. En dan ga jij mij Hongaars leren, maar dat zal wel moeilijker voor mij zijn. Want het is voor mij een bijna onmogelijke taal. Maar goed, ik ben linguïst, en geïnteresseerd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-1145890472322184630?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/1145890472322184630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=1145890472322184630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/1145890472322184630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/1145890472322184630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/07/secret-language.html' title='the secret language'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-3840578392322559751</id><published>2007-07-27T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T09:04:14.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>faszom a bloggerbe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bjzV3HwX9II/RqoXKF3vYRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Le6s1S2S6cc/s1600-h/tp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bjzV3HwX9II/RqoXKF3vYRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Le6s1S2S6cc/s320/tp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091907790837866770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semmi extra, meg mindig AA-val kuzdom, vhk-t hallgatok, es www.tappping.com -ot probalgatok, voltam a tengerparton a nommel, ahol lattunk egy hajot, aztan nagyon megkeszultem es ki akartam rugni, amit a kadban eszrevett rajtam, nem volt nehez, nem szoltam hozza egy szot sem. hiaba, ez a holland fu, tul durva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-3840578392322559751?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/3840578392322559751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=3840578392322559751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/3840578392322559751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/3840578392322559751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/07/faszom-bloggerbe.html' title='faszom a bloggerbe'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bjzV3HwX9II/RqoXKF3vYRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Le6s1S2S6cc/s72-c/tp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-8383936342785721153</id><published>2007-07-13T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T06:31:28.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debbie te Kurva</title><content type='html'>AA:&lt;br /&gt;-Ez nem kotelesseg, hogy leszolitasz noket. Ez szabadsag, hogy leszolithatsz noket. Senki nem kotelez teged arra, hogy&lt;br /&gt;leszolitsal noket, viszont leszolitHATSZ noket. Ami azt is jelenti, hogy lehetoseged van a baszasra.&lt;br /&gt;-Ha egy szett nem mukodik, attol meg mukodhet a kovetkezo, ezert nem baj, ha nem sikeres a szett.&lt;br /&gt;-Annyi leszolitando no van, hogy nem baj, ha nem jarok sikerrel, foleg, ha ugy valok el toluk, hogy arra fognak emlekezni, hogy volt batorsagom es&lt;br /&gt;magabiztossagom, hogy leszolitsam oket, meg akkor is ha nem jarok semmi kezzelfoghato sikerrel.&lt;br /&gt;-Minden egyes alkalommal, amikor leszolitok noket, megtapasztalom az erzest, hogy milyen leszolitani noket&lt;br /&gt;es a kovetkezo alkalommal tobb sikerrel jarok majd, mert magabiztos leszek minden egyes sikeres leszolitastol.&lt;br /&gt;-Mi a sikeres? Ha sikerul a lannyal 3 percet beszelnem. 3 temarol.&lt;br /&gt;-Az erdektelen, hogy sikeres lesz-e a beszelgetes, mert a lenyeg az, hogy beszeltem vele.&lt;br /&gt;-Spontan modon fogok tanulni, mert van agyam, ami asszocial es ezert spontan modon fogok beszelgetesi temakat felhozni, ez azt jelenti, hogy&lt;br /&gt;nem kell torodnom azzal, hogy mit mondok, mert vagy felhozok spontan modon valamit vagy nem, de mivel nem kell sikeresnek lennie, ezert az nem szamit.&lt;br /&gt;-Meg kell adnom a lehetoseget annak, hogy a beszelgetes tovabb follyon.&lt;br /&gt;-Mivel az elso 5-10 percben dol el, hogy a lany megadja-e annak a lehetoseget, hogy kesobb majd be akarja tenni a faszodat a pinajaba vagy sem es&lt;br /&gt;mivel egy 5-10 perces beszelgetesre jol fel lehet keszulni, ezert az eselyeid drasztikusan novelhetoek, hogy egy lany ugy gondolja egy 5-10 perces&lt;br /&gt;beszelgetes utan, hogy nincs kizarva az, hogy kesobb be akarja majd tenni a faszodat a pinajaba.&lt;br /&gt;-Ha az adott szituacioban letezik, egy mondat, amire udvariassag miatt mindenki udvariasan valaszolna, akkor ebben a szituacioban megeri leszolitani a&lt;br /&gt;lanyokat, fiukat, meg akkor is, ha ez utan a mondat utan a beszelgetes varhatoan nem fog folytatodni, mert jobb megadni azt az 5%-os eselyt, hogy a beszelgetes fog folytatodni, mint, azt, hogy egyaltalan nem beszelek hozzajuk, mert akkor az eselyem nulla, arra, hogy a lany ugy gondolja 5-10 perc utan, hogy eselyes vagyok arra,&lt;br /&gt;akirol el tudja hinni, hogy szeretne majd berakni a faszomat a pinajaba.&lt;br /&gt;-Mivel a lanyok is szeretnek, hogy fasz keruljon a pinajukba ezert azzal, hogy leszolitjuk oket, segitunk rajtuk.&lt;br /&gt;-Mi s legrosszabb ami tortenhet ? Az, hogy nem beszelnek veled, nem nyilnak meg. Baj ez? Igen, az aktualis szetben, ez kellemetlen lehet, de mivel a kovetkezo szettben&lt;br /&gt;nem fogja senki tudni, mi tortent az elozo szettben ezert a kovetkezo szet drasztikusan jobb lehet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-8383936342785721153?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/8383936342785721153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=8383936342785721153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/8383936342785721153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/8383936342785721153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/07/debbie-te-kurva.html' title='Debbie te Kurva'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-8399915229896152226</id><published>2007-02-22T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T08:53:45.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your life is ending by minute and minute</title><content type='html'>the famous fightclub quote. oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ez az en faszom, ez az en eletem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erre rajottem. mar 18 eves koromban is. a dunaparton.&lt;br /&gt;hiaba. ez az igazi gondolat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-8399915229896152226?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/8399915229896152226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=8399915229896152226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/8399915229896152226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/8399915229896152226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/02/your-life-is-ending-by-minute-and.html' title='your life is ending by minute and minute'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-3670255261509496913</id><published>2007-02-11T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T07:11:37.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>london</title><content type='html'>-ban vagyok. tegnap erkeztem Cambridgebe, ott egy ausztral csajt szolitottam le egy collage&lt;br /&gt;partin, ami nem sult tul jol el, az elobb, az internetkavezoban mellettem ulo ket jo csajt szolitottam le, egyenkent, eloszor az egyiket, aztan a masikat, egyik sem beszel angolul.&lt;br /&gt;bazmeg. nembaj, azert vagyok itt, hogy daygame-et nyomjak es ezt meg is fogom tenni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-3670255261509496913?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/3670255261509496913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=3670255261509496913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/3670255261509496913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/3670255261509496913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/02/london.html' title='london'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-117104298749329659</id><published>2007-02-09T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T09:43:22.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ciccek from http://www.lotsofjokes.com/cat_08.htm</title><content type='html'>Q. What doesn't belong in this list : Meat, Eggs, Wife, Blowjob?&lt;br /&gt;A. Blowjob: You can beat your meat, eggs or wife, but you can't beat a blowjob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What did the elephant say to the naked man?&lt;br /&gt;A. "How do you breath through something so small?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What do a Rubix cube and a penis have in common?&lt;br /&gt;A. The longer you play with them, the harder they get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What did the banana say to the vibrator?&lt;br /&gt;A. Why are you shaking she's going to eat me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What would happen if the Pilgrims had killed cats instead of turkeys?&lt;br /&gt;A. We'd eat pussy every Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. How do you make your girlfriend scream while having sex?&lt;br /&gt;A. Call her and tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why haven't they sent a woman to the moon yet?&lt;br /&gt;A. It doesn't need cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's white, smells, and can be found in panties?&lt;br /&gt;A. Clitty litter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. How does a guy know if he has a high sperm count?&lt;br /&gt;A. If the girl has to chew, before she swallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What's the definition of trust?&lt;br /&gt;A. Two cannibals giving each other a blowjob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why don't women blink during foreplay?&lt;br /&gt;A. They don't have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why is it called a Wonder Bra?&lt;br /&gt;A. When she takes it off, you wonder where her tits went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why does it take 1 million sperm to fertilize 1 egg?&lt;br /&gt;A. They don't stop for directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What’s better than a rose on your piano?&lt;br /&gt;A. Tulips on your organ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What did Adam say to Eve?&lt;br /&gt;A. Stand back, I don't know how big this thing gets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is the definition of a menstrual period?&lt;br /&gt;A. A bloody waste of fucking time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-117104298749329659?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/117104298749329659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=117104298749329659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/117104298749329659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/117104298749329659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/02/ciccek-from-httpwwwlotsofjokescomcat08.html' title='ciccek from http://www.lotsofjokes.com/cat_08.htm'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-117069801515968485</id><published>2007-02-05T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:53:35.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valami veget ert</title><content type='html'>cimu dalt probaltam meg leforditani tegnapelott a holland csajnak, de kurva nehezen ment, kozben rajottem mennyire utos patternek vannak benne. a pialdaban patterneket is nyomtam neki szerelemrol. sokszor rajovok arra, hogy en vagyok az egyetlen ember akin mulnak a dolgok a sajat eletemben es hogy az elet nagyo hamar elmulik, konkluzio az, hogy holnap 2-3 szettet meg kellene nyitnom a menzan. mitol felek? mi tart vissza? Az, hogy mit fognak rolam gondolni az emberek. De az ne tartson vissza. Ami ezen belul problemat okozhat, az az, hogy ha egymasutan csinalok tobb szettet, akkor feltunhet az egesz menzanak, hogy noket probalok felszedni. Ez meg ugy hangzik, mintha ez valami kurva nagy bun lenne, holott pont ezek azok a nok azok, akik vegul sikitva fognak orditani orgazmus kozben az agyamban. Hat nem ellentmondasos? Elkepzelem, ahogy megnyitok egy szettet. Vagy jol sikerul es instant-date lesz belole (elmegyunk kettesben kavet inni) vagy rosszul es semmi nem lesz belole, az utobbi esetben hasznalhatok valami mento line-t a szituaciora (egy raframing-et) es a masik kerdes pedig, hogy mi jon le a tobbi embernek. Messzirol csak annyit lattak, hogy ket-harom novel jol elcseveresztem. Amitol felek, az az, hogy elterjed a pletyka, hogy minden not leszolitok. De ez a mondat mar onmagaban nevetseges. Hmmm... erdekes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-117069801515968485?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/117069801515968485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=117069801515968485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/117069801515968485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/117069801515968485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/02/valami-veget-ert.html' title='valami veget ert'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116999764319842441</id><published>2007-01-28T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T07:20:44.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to be a smooth operator</title><content type='html'>anyway, I am still missing my liefje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went out sarging, and the day before yesterday also, I met some guys from bremen.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. especially the one girl who was waiting for her boyfriend. I still have to use more direct approaches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be sober !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sade - Smooth Operator Lyrics&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's laughing with another girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And playing with another heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placing high stakes, making hearts ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's loved in seven languages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewel box life diamond nights and ruby lights, high in the&lt;br /&gt;sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven help him, when he falls &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond life, lover boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He move in space with minimum waste and maximum joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City lights and business nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you require streetcar desire for higher heights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No place for beginners or sensitive hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sentiment is left to chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No place to be ending but somewhere to start &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a smooth operator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth operator, smooth operator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth operator &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face to face, each classic case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shadow box and double cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet need the chase &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A license to love, insurance to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melts all your memories and change into gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes are like angels but his heart is cold &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a smooth operator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth operator, smooth operator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth operator &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth operator, smooth operator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth operator, smooth operator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth operator, smooth operator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth operator, smooth operator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth operator, smooth operator&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116999764319842441?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116999764319842441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>kicsaptam a biztositekot a holland csajnal a tengerparton par napja...</title><content type='html'>sajnos, mar nem is valaszol az sms-eimre. talan el se fog jonni bremaba meglatogatni a jovo hetvegen, sajnos ossze kell szednem magam mert nem lesz szoke no, megprobalok holnap valamit tenni az ugy erdekeben hamburgban, sajnos itt az egyetemen csak a menzen lehetne valamit okoskodni, az meg valahogy szarul nez ki, talan holnap lesz valami, ki kell talanom valami jo openert. abszolute. londonban meg meg kell ismernem egy ket jo arcot, akitol tanulhatok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagyon eros kotodes alakult ki most koztunk, a holland csajjal.  de hat ez van. sokat gondolok ra, hianyzik, de valoszinuleg jobb not fogok kurni hamarosan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116980956712698384?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116819158147980256</id><published>2007-01-07T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T09:39:41.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>szep nagydarab nemet not kurtam</title><content type='html'>nagy melle volt. d-kosar. alul felul szoke, kekszemu, klaudiasifferfeju eszaknemet, a szemeremajkai veknyak voltak es fiatalok, leginkabb hatulrol volt kellemetlen a tulsulya, viszont nem volt puffadt a feje es tokaja sem volt, ez kiraly. mondjuk ugy, egesz kellemes es faszallito volt, ugyan lehetett volna hosszabb a combja, de mit csinaljak, ha tomeg es terjedelem vonz. a nagy melle nagyon kellemesek voltak, finom fiatal, feszes d-kosar, alig tudtam ravenni a mellbimboit, hogy felalljanak. a csaj egy erdekes keveredese volt a a hormonoknak, eros ferfias es noies vonasai voltak. amikor eloszor meglattam ulni a kanapen a kocsmaban akkor azon imadkoztam, hogy csak a melleire ne nezzek, a harmincasra hasonlit, mielott elkezdte leszopni a faszomat, mar elfelejtettem a nevet, ha megkerdezte volna tolem, mondtam volna, hat valami neege vagy ilyesmi. kevesebb mint 2 oran belul az agyamban volt. kiszaradt a pinaja. nem volt otthon sikosito, elfogyott, baszki. mondott is erre valami szot, de nem azt, hogy shade, hanem azt, hogy sehr bedauerlich, azaz, nagyon sajnalatos. en meg belesirtam a szemebe, hogy mennyire meghatodtam a kurastol es szopastol. azt vettem eszre, hogy spermara volt rakkanva, mindenaroni erezni akarta az izet a szajaban, nagyon kivancsi volt, szerintem igy tesztele a genetikai anyagom minoseget, mielott a pinajaba ereszti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;megbeszeltem ma 7-re egy randit egy masik szokevel, de 99%hogy nem jon el, mert szerintem nem vette komolyan a szitut en azert elmegyek, regi AFC modra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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magabiztossag, a jo emberek es a jo cuccok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116775745744552540?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116775745744552540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116775745744552540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116775745744552540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116775745744552540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2007/01/field-quantum-sprung.html' title='field quantum sprung'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116726090868972565</id><published>2006-12-27T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T15:08:29.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hejj lekker homme hejj!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116726090868972565?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116726090868972565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116726090868972565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116726090868972565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116726090868972565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/12/hejj-lekker-homme-hejj.html' title='hejj lekker homme hejj!'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116726088611528213</id><published>2006-12-27T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T15:08:06.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heel leker om me heen</title><content type='html'>Ik loop op straat&lt;br /&gt;Het is al laat&lt;br /&gt;Maar&lt;br /&gt;'K wil niet naar huis&lt;br /&gt;Toch niemand thuis&lt;br /&gt;En&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ik kan niet alleen zijn {Ik kan niet alleen zijn}&lt;br /&gt;Nee, ik wil niet alleen zijn {k wil niet alleen zijn}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'K zit in de kroeg&lt;br /&gt;Tot 's morgensvroeg&lt;br /&gt;En&lt;br /&gt;Lul maar wat mee&lt;br /&gt;Met iedereen&lt;br /&gt;Want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ik kan niet alleen zijn {Ik kan niet alleen zijn}&lt;br /&gt;Nee, ik wil niet alleen zijn {k wil niet alleen zijn}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veel te moe,&lt;br /&gt;En ik weet niet waar naar toe {oehoehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Radeloos&lt;br /&gt;Kan er niemand helpen&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil, twee warme zachte armen {heel leker om me heen}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil, is iemand die me ziet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wit neonlicht&lt;br /&gt;Op m'n gezicht&lt;br /&gt;Ik&lt;br /&gt;Kijk je strak aan&lt;br /&gt;Maar jij moet gaan&lt;br /&gt;En&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ik kan niet alleen zijn {Ik kan niet alleen zijn}&lt;br /&gt;Nee, ik wil niet alleen zijn {k wil niet alleen zijn}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wie ik ook bel&lt;br /&gt;Vanuit de cel&lt;br /&gt;Heeft nu net geen tijd&lt;br /&gt;Maar wel veel spijt&lt;br /&gt;En&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ik kan niet alleen zijn {Ik kan niet alleen zijn}&lt;br /&gt;Nee, ik wil niet alleen zijn {k wil niet alleen zijn}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veel te moe,&lt;br /&gt;En ik weet niet waar naar toe {oehoehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Radeloos&lt;br /&gt;Kan er niemand helpen&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil, twee warme zachte armen {heel leker om me heen}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil, is iemand die me ziet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veel te moe,&lt;br /&gt;en ik weet niet waar naar toe {oehoehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Radeloos&lt;br /&gt;Kan er niemand helpen&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil, twee warme zachte armen {heel leker om me heen}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil {oehoehoe}&lt;br /&gt;Alles wat ik wil, is iemand die me ziet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116726088611528213?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116726088611528213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116726088611528213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116726088611528213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116726088611528213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/12/heel-leker-om-me-heen.html' title='heel leker om me heen'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116726076672456219</id><published>2006-12-27T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T15:06:07.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hogyan lehet felismerni valami szepet? valahol? hat eszre kell venni.</title><content type='html'>K' kom niet bij me klagen&lt;br /&gt;Kom niks aan me vragen, nee...&lt;br /&gt;Ik heb het wel gezegd, 'k heb het wel gezegd,&lt;br /&gt;Ik heb het wel gezegd dat je beter bij mij kon blijven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hij was zo verstandig&lt;br /&gt;Zo netjes en zo handig&lt;br /&gt;Ik heb het wel gezegd, 'k heb het wel gezegd,&lt;br /&gt;Ik heb het wel gezegd dat je beter bij mij kon zijn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jij past beter bij, beter bij, beter bij, beter bij mij&lt;br /&gt;Want ik ben liever dan, liever dan, liever dan, liever dan hij&lt;br /&gt;Beter bij, beter bij, beter bij, beter bij mij&lt;br /&gt;Want ik ben liever dan, iever dan, lief, veel liever dan hij&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'K wil je niks verwijten&lt;br /&gt;Maar je wou zo graag pleiten&lt;br /&gt;'K heb het wel gezegd, 'k heb het wel gezegd,&lt;br /&gt;'K heb het wel gezegd dat je beter bij mij kon blijven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dus kom niks aan me vragen&lt;br /&gt;Kom niet bij me klagen, nee...&lt;br /&gt;Ik heb het wel gezegd, 'k heb het wel gezegd,&lt;br /&gt;Ik heb het wel gezegd dat je beter bij mij kon zijn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jij past beter bij, beter bij, beter bij, beter bij mij&lt;br /&gt;Want ik ben liever dan, liever dan, liever dan, liever dan hij&lt;br /&gt;Beter bij, beter bij, beter bij, beter bij mij&lt;br /&gt;Want ik ben liever dan, liever dan, lief, veel liever dan hij&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jij past beter bij, beter bij, beter bij, beter bij mij&lt;br /&gt;Want ik ben liever dan, liever dan, liever dan, liever dan hij&lt;br /&gt;Beter bij, beter bij, beter bij, beter bij mij&lt;br /&gt;Want ik ben liever dan, liever dan, lief, veel liever dan hij&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jij past beter bij, beter bij, beter bij, beter bij mij&lt;br /&gt;Want ik ben liever dan, liever dan, liever dan, liever dan hij&lt;br /&gt;Beter bij, beter bij, beter bij, beter bij mij&lt;br /&gt;Want ik ben liever dan, liever dan, lief, veel liever dan hij&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liever dan hij,&lt;br /&gt;Veel liever dan hij,&lt;br /&gt;Liever dan hij&lt;div 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venni.'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116725534066248208</id><published>2006-12-27T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T13:35:40.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miota az elmult irasaim...</title><content type='html'>beta allapotban olyan jol sikerultek, gondolom, most megnezem, hogyan tudok konnektalni a&lt;br /&gt;vilaggal, ha irok? mert ugyan mast nem tudok csinalni, maximum beszelni, videora. de most&lt;br /&gt;ezt a format valasztom, mert itt jobban meg tudom komponalni a gondolataimat. a kepernyobe&lt;br /&gt;latom, hogy milyen savas elmenyeim voltak annak idejen. doe maar-t hallgatok es bonanzat.&lt;br /&gt;hollandianak vannak meg mindig gyarmatai a karib tengeren. lehet, hogy majd oda is elnezek,&lt;br /&gt;holland szepsegek, nok. vigyazni kell veluk mert nagyon ecesek. hej lekkere hommej heij.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;DIANA KRALL LYRICS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;"Besame Mucho"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besame, besame mucho,&lt;br /&gt;Como si fuera esta noche la última vez,&lt;br /&gt;Besame, besame mucho,&lt;br /&gt;Que tengo miedo a perderte, perderte despues &lt;i&gt;[twice]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero sentirte muy cerca mirarme en tus ojos verte junto a mí&lt;br /&gt;Piensa que tal vez mañana yo ya estare lejos, muy lejos de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[English translation]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me, kiss me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;As if tonight were the last time&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me, kiss me a lot,&lt;br /&gt;For I'm scared to lose you, to lose you afterwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel you very close,  see myself in your eyes, see you near me&lt;br /&gt;Think that maybe tomorrow I'll already be far, very far away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patternek, debbivel velencebe akarok menni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school sarge feedback .... bazmeg. bazmeg. bazdmeg. nem hiszem el!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fel fogom ajanlani a jo puaknak, hogy felveszem egy napjukat. titokban!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plusz neha, mindent anelkul fogok felvenni, hogy barki is tudna rola valamit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116725534066248208?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116708246010868187</id><published>2006-12-25T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T13:34:20.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Perverse Witze&lt;br /&gt;Tina: "Schade, daß Du kein Kopfkissen bist, das hat vier Zipfel..."&lt;br /&gt;Kommt ein kleiner Junge in ein Spielwarengeschäft und will einen Dino.Leider steht der ganz oben auf dem Regal. Kommt der Verkäufer und fragt:"Soll ich dir einen runterholen?"Antwortet der Junge: "Klar, wenn ich dann einen Dinosaurier kriege!"&lt;br /&gt;Klein Klaus kommt ins elterliche Schlafzimmer und sieht , wie seine Mutterauf dem Vater sitzt . Als erklärung fällt der Mutter nur ein " Ich muß Papiden dicken Bauch wegmassieren"Darauf Klaus: "Hilft nichts, jeden Mittwoch kommt die Nachbarin und blästihn wieder auf !"&lt;br /&gt;Zwei Schwulen brennt das Haus ab. Sagt der eine zum anderen: "Du Dieter,jetzt müssen wir wieder ganz von hinten beginnen..."&lt;br /&gt;Kommt ein Opa in den Puff und erkundigt sich nach den Preisen.Die Puffmutter: "100 im Bett, 50 im Stehen, 10 auf dem Teppich!"Opa legt einen Hunderter auf den Tresen.Die Puffmutter: "Na, da wollen Sie noch ein gepflegtes, letztes Nümmerchenschieben, gell?"Opa: "Nix da - zehnmal auf'm Teppich..."&lt;br /&gt;Warum hat der Weihnachtsmann so einen großen Sack?Weil er nur einmal im Jahr kommmt!&lt;br /&gt;Frau beim Gemüsehändler: "Ich hätte gerne eine Banane."Gemüsehändler: "Nehmen sie doch zwei, dann können sie eine essen..."&lt;br /&gt;Schneewittchen geht durch den Wald, sie ist total notgeil...Plötzlich trifft Sie Pinocchio, reißt ihn zu Boden, setzt sich auf seinGesicht und schreit: "Lüg' mich an!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Sag mal, Papi, was versteht man eigentlich unter dem Begriff "pervers"?Ach, halt doch die Klappe, und knöpfe mir endlich den BH auf!!!...&lt;br /&gt;"Mami", heult Katarina, "Klausi hat mich im Bad vollgespritzt!""Spritz doch einfach zurück.""Kann nicht, Mami. Ich bin doch ein Mädchen."&lt;br /&gt;Eine Frau ist gestorben und steht vor der Himmelstür. Sie klingelt, undPetrus macht ihr auf. Sie hat noch ein paar Fragen."Wie ist das denn so hier im Himmel?""Ja, also", beginnt Petrus.Plötzlich sind Schmerzensschreie zu hören.Erschrocken fragt die Frau:"Was war denn das???""Ach das, ja, da werden die Löcher für die Flügel gebohrt. Im Himmel habenalle Flügel, und die müssen ja irgendwo befestigt werden."Verunsichert fragt die Frau weiter:"Ja, und wie ist das hier mit dem Essen? Was gibt es denn hier so?""Ja, also, wir haben hier..."Noch gruseligere Schmerzensschreie sind zu hören, markerschütternd undfurchtbar."Um Himmels Willen, was war denn das???", fragt die Frau bestürzt."Hm. Tja. Also, da werden die Löcher für den Heiligenschein gebohrt. Derwird dann angedübelt und....""Ne, ne, ne. Also in den Himmel will ich nicht.""Ja, und was dann?", fragt Petrus erstaunt."Ja, da gehe ich lieber in die Hölle.""Aber da wird doch nur rumgefickt!""Ja, aber dafür habe ich die Löcher schon..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116708246010868187?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116708246010868187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116708246010868187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116708246010868187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116708246010868187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/12/perverse-witze-tina-schade-da-du-kein.html' title=''/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116707785555344388</id><published>2006-12-25T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T12:17:36.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reg nem irtam mar</title><content type='html'>azert nem, mert gyakorlatban kell kamatoztatnom a tudasomat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;field tested material:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- van baratom.&lt;br /&gt;- az jo, csak egyre vigyazz, hogy mielott atjosz hozzam, zuhanyozz le. (mosd ki magadbol a baratod gecijet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felig field tested material:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tudod, hogy miert nem akarok semmit toled?&lt;br /&gt;-na miert?&lt;br /&gt;-mert pont ugy nezel ki mint a masodik baratnom, Adrienn, ra emlekeztetsz, nagyon nagy volt a szerelem kozunk, ket evig jartunk, ugy volt, hogy osszehazasodunk, aztan ... autobalesetben meghalt.&lt;br /&gt;-oohh, sajnalom.&lt;br /&gt;-ugyhogy, azota vigyazok a hozza hasonlo nokkel, megis amikor talalkozom eggyel, akkor atfut rajtam a kivancsisag, vajon lehetek meg annyira boldog, mint harom evvel ezelott? ilyenkor gondolok arra, hogy vajon milyen lehet ennek a nonek a termeszete, mert volt mar 11 baratnom es mindegyik nagyon tetszett, pont ugy, ahogy te is tetszel nekem,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116707785555344388?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116552885541057256</id><published>2006-12-07T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:01:02.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nagyon faradt vagyok, elindulok hazafele, talan meg sirnek is ha meg egyszer ereznem a melegedet, mielott soha tobbe nem foglak latni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116552885541057256?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116552885541057256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116552885541057256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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vagyakozol az erintesre mint mindenki mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116552761561754683?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116552761561754683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116552761561754683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116552761561754683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116552761561754683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/12/hiaba-te-is-csak-emberbol-vagy_07.html' title='hiaba, te is csak emberbol vagy, ugyanugy vagyakozol az 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116413886555956232</id><published>2006-11-21T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T06:33:52.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8214983338434074911&amp;q=aldo+giovanni+giacomo&amp;amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8214983338434074911&amp;q=aldo+giovanni+giacomo&amp;amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An der Redaktion des Express,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ich weiß nicht, ob das Ihnen interessieren kann. Ich schicke jedenfalls den Brief, womit ich von meinem Pomotionsverfahren zurückgetreten bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehr geehrter Herr Dekan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leider bin ich gezwungen, Ihnen mitzuteilen, dass ich vom meinem laufenden Promotionsverfahren zurückgetreten bin. Da ich in den letzten zwei Tagen kein Glück hatte, Sie im Dekanat anzutreffen, möchte ich Ihnen die Gründe für diese schwerwiegende Entscheidung schriftlich darlegen. Obwohl die Entscheidung das Ergebnis langer Überlegungen und Gewissensanstrengungen ist, versuche ich die zentralen Aspekte kurz und sachlich zu erklären.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nachdem ich über fünf Jahre bei meinem Doktorvater Prof. Brandt promoviert habe, hatte ich meine Doktorarbeit Anfang Juli abgegeben. Seinem akribischen, zehnseitigen Erstgutachten folgte nun allerdings ein Zweitgutachten von Honorarprofessor Dr. Werner Stark. Dieses Zweitgutachten entspricht in keiner Weise allgemeinen akademischen Bewertungsstandards. Es ist sowohl inhaltlich als auch methodisch völlig unakzeptabel und nicht nachvollziehbar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zunächst hatte ich die Absicht, die offensichtlichen Mängel dieses Gutachtens in der Disputation genüsslich öffentlich darzulegen. Nach reiflicher Überlegung habe ich davon allerdings Abstand genommen. Denn es ist nach jahrelangen wissenschaftlichen Arbeitens und Lehrens nicht mehr meine Aufgabe, mich auf diesem Niveau, zumal vor akademischem Publikum, auseinanderzusetzen und einem Marburger Honorarprofessor eine Lektion zu erteilen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeder Philosoph, der das Gutachten Herrn Starks lesen würde, könnte Ihnen bestätigen, dass es ausschließlich oberflächliche Allgemeinkritik enthält und sich inhaltlich in keiner Weise mit der Arbeit auseinandersetzt. Die Krönung dieses Vorgehens ist in der von ihm angehefteten Bibliographie zu sehen, die dem geschulten Augen sofort verrät, dass er die genannte Literatur vielleicht vom Titel („Necessit*“, „Notwendig*“), auf keinen Fall aber vom Inhalt her kennen kann. Damit disqualifiziert er sich selbst als Zweitgutachter. Ich habe damals leider Herrn Stark mangels fachlicher Alternativen unbedacht selbst vorgeschlagen. Hätte ich seine Schwäche in der Begutachtung geahnt, hätte ich natürlich eine unbelastete Person gewählt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man muss bedenken, dass ich nach meinen Studien in Mailand und in Paris nur wegen des internationalen bekannten Kant-Experten Prof. Brandt nach Marburg kam. Nach langen Jahren harter Arbeit empfinde ich es als Kränkung nun von jemand bewertet zu werden, dem offensichtlich die korrekte Einstellung zur Gutachtertätigkeit abhanden geht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es ist klar, dass meine Entscheidung vor allem zu meinen eigenen Lasten geht, da ich mit der Arbeit wegen der vorsichtlichen Sperre nun nicht mehr promovieren kann. Trotz dieses Nachteils veröffentliche ich lieber die Arbeit als einfache Monografie und promoviere an einer anderen Universität mit einem neuen Thema, als hier in Marburg unter diesen unwürdigen Bedingungen ein ungeeignetes und unfaires Prüfungsverfahren zu durchlaufen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falls Sie die Sache persönlich besprechen möchten, bin ich dazu gerne bereit. Allerdings muss ich ehrlicherweise bereits jetzt darauf hinweisen, dass meine Entscheidung feststeht und endgültig ist. Prof. Brandt ist informiert und erhält eine Kopie dieses Schreibens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hochachtungsvoll,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116413886555956232?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116413886555956232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116413886555956232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116413886555956232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116413886555956232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/httpvideo.html' title=''/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116406381050345257</id><published>2006-11-20T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T15:03:32.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>koan pattern</title><content type='html'>Most of us have arrived at this particular point in our spiritualjourney with a little extra baggage about passion, love, and sex, andI have noticed that many people on the spiritual path have a tendencyin the mind to create a polarisation or a separation between thespiritual path and the sexual life.  There a number of ways in whichthis polarisation and confusion is reinforced.  One of those ways isthat we continue to subscribe to a collective cultural belief and mythperpetuated through Christianity, which is the predominant source ofmyth in our culture, about the fall of Eve.  As you know, in thestory, Eve touched and ate of the forbidden fruit in the Garden ofEden and gave it to Adam, a symbolic gesture.  Eve was portrayed as atemptress, a seducer, and she has been held responsible for the fallfrom heavenly grace; her sacred flesh has been falsely blamed for theevils of mankind for generations.This belief system is entrenched and deep-seated and runs through ourwhole society, even today.  It is reflected in our present mythsaround sexual abuse and assault.  In my work as a therapist in thatfield I noticed about ninety per cent of victimsprimarily womenwould often come away from an assault feeling that they were to blame.Its the only crime in our society where the victim walks away feelinglike somehow they did something wrong, that they are to blame.  Theywould often say things like, If only I hadnt stayed back at thatparty, If only I hadnt walked down that street, If only I hadntworn that particular dress, If only I hadnt got in the car andtaken a lift home with that person, then maybe it wouldnt havehappened.  We also hear offenders saying, She deserved it, She ledme on, She asked for it, She encouraged me.  In some ways womenare still carrying the collective blame for abuse and sexual assaultin our society.  All of us are still redeeming the body of Eve, eventoday: I see an enormous amount of that in therapy.Another factor that contributes to the disconnectedness ofspirituality and sexuality is the notion of a body/mind/spirit split.It is as if this kind of thinking, this compartmentalising of life, insome way perpetuates the notion that the body and the passions of theflesh belong to the lower realms, and the flesh needs to betranscended to realise the spirit.  This kind of thinking is verydualistic and hierarchical in nature.  The orthodox religious mind hasseparated the physical from the spiritual, the sensual from the soul.Rejection of the body became a common article of faith among theworlds religions, and orthodox religion has never managed to enjoythe innocence and delight of physical beauty and sensuality.  Even inour own Zen history there is the story of a nun who was a verybeautiful woman, stunningly beautiful, and who went to the monasteryto become a nun, and who was rejected.  She went three times and shewas rejected each time, because, they told her, she was too beautiful,she would corrupt the monks.  The tragic story is that she was sointent on being a nun that she took a hot iron and put it to her face,scarred her face, just so that she could enter the nunnery.This repressed rejection of physical beauty and attraction by orthodoxreligious authorities has contributed to religions obsession withcelibacy and its condemnation of enjoying and beautifying the body.Not so long ago, Christian monks would have to make confession to thepriest about masturbation.  It was considered a sinful act toexperience the normality of sexual arousal in the body.  The flesh hadto be subdued and conquered.  We can laugh about that now, but itsnot so long ago in our history.At the other end of the spectrum from the religious orthodox attitudeis our Western consumer cultures attitude to the flesh and the body,which has made a devotional practice of adorning the body.  On themarket we have endless products available for every single region ofthe body, from the hair, to the skin, to the lips, to the breasts, tothe genitals, to the toenails.  The human body from head to toe hasbecome an instrument of profit, a multibillion dollar industry.From these two extremes we are not modelled very healthy ways ofrelating to the physical, sensual nature of the body.  On one side,the religious view of transcending the flesh and treating it assinful, and on the other side the endless adoring of the body, fussingover its appearances in order to prolong life, which denies thenatural ageing process.  One of my teachers, Christopher Titmuss, whois of the Red Thread school, said, Religion has been unwilling to seethe sensual forces and the spirit as interconnected.  Those who areobsessed with preserving their looks and sexual attraction cannot seepast their breasts and genitals, while others cannot see therelationship between their genitals and spirituality.  Both miss amarriage of the flesh and spirit.Many years agomaybe not that many years agoI certainly engaged inwild and promiscuous sexual behaviour myself, that caused havoc withmy relationships and caused immense suffering to me and to others.  Isuffer deep remorse and regret for what was clearly a breaking of thethird precept, concerning sexual misconduct.  In reaction, in a way,to that part of the wild woman in me and in an attempt to make surethat conduct never happened again, I decided to install a kind ofpolicewoman in my psyche.  A bit like Hannya: in Japanese temples theyhave wonderful little demons in the corner, with a sword, littlefierce demons called Hannya.  So I decided to adopt one of those in mypsyche, and my policewoman was available at any moment to cut downthat sexual desire or fantasy the moment it arose.  No, you are notgoing to think about that!  Phoom!  This went on for some time;while, as I said, I suffered deep guilt and remorse.This path eventually culminated in my taking of the robes in SriLanka, and ordaining as a Buddhist nun.  I had really long hair then,longer than it is now, and I went from long hair to no hair at all.  ASwiss nun had the wonderful opportunity of shaving my head.  I thoughtin some way shaving my head was maybe shaving off some of my vanity.But after I shaved my head it was the most exhilarating experience.  Idont know if some of you have had that experience, but the head is sosensitive when it hasnt got any hair on it, that it was like standingunder a shower where you could feel every little drop, every littledrop.  So I was walking around with a smile, a grin, from ear to earfor days and days.  This was a very joyous time and an incrediblysensual experiencelike being born again.  So I couldnt even escapethat way.  I thought I was going to be a nun; I thought I was going toescape having to deal with all that sensuality stuff; and shaving myhead ended up being one of the most sensual experiences.My policewoman served me well for about ten years.  But that too haddevastating effects.  In some way it was like cutting off a deep partof myself.  The shadow comes back in the form of erotic fantasies,attractions, romantic projections, that haunt us until we understandthat there is something very deep there that needs our attention.  Formany of us our sexual vitality is a mysterious life-force which seemsto operate under its own laws.  Vows of celibacy do not subdue oursexual energies, nor are they contained in the holy vows of matrimony.Sexual feelings have a way of asserting themselves even in the mostpious minds, even in the most unlikely circumstances orsituationseven here in sesshin people have wonderful fantasies.  Ifwe do not integrate the mind, body, flesh, and spirit, the spiritualwill always struggle with the physical, one attempting to claimsovereignty over the other, and life becomes a struggle and effort toconquer the passions in the name of the sacred.  We do agree to becelibate here in sesshin, but the purpose of that is not to suppresssexual feelings or desires but simply to provide an opportunity for usto be completely alone, and experience other expressions of deepintimacy with this undivided nature.Our own lay practice has its roots in the monastic tradition andlineage of monks and nuns who take vows of celibacy, which does notreally speak to us or help us deal with the intensity of love,passion, and desire.  But the intensity is there, and it rises up.  Itdoes not help us deal with that energy in our daily lives.  In the 17000 koans in our curriculumsome of you are looking a little amazed atthat!there are three of four koans relating to sexuality.  It barelygets a mention.  Yet love and sex and passion are so potent energiesthat really have a huge impact on our lives.  I know that I have spentmany years at retreats and I dont think I have ever met a teacher, upuntil recently, who would open their mouth about sex and love andpassion, particularly in a retreat.So what is the Tao of love, passion, and sex?  A few koans or storiesat least give us some direction or insight into the sensual nature ofthe Tao.  Unfortunately these three koans get repeated every timesomeone gives a talk about this. . . .  Anyway, one of themiscellaneous koans is, Why are perfectly enlightened bodhisattvasattached to the vermilion thread?  The vermilion thread is the redthread, and the red thread is symbolic: I have recently learned thatit is not the line of tears , as I used to think, but it comes fromearly China, where the geisha girls and courtesans would wear a redgarter on their thigh, as the line of passions.  So: Why areperfectly enlightened bodhisattvas attached to the vermilion thread?One of the characters I want to introduce you to is a wonderfulcharacter in the Zen tradition, called Ikkyu, who is one of mylongstanding and favourite Zen masters and who appeals, I guess, tothe wild woman in me.  He was born in 1394 and was an illegitimate sonof the emperor Go-komatsu.  He was known by some as the emperor ofrenegades, a wild wandering monk and teacher, sometimes called CrazyCloud.  He was a lover, a poet, and he could write very tenderly aboutthe beauty of women.  He relentlessly attacked the hypocrisy of thethen corrupt Zen establishment, and even had women as his students.  Ithink he was one of the first Zen masters to have women as students;that was considered quite radical.  It was in the brothels and geishahouses that he developed the Red Thread Zen, a notion he borrowed fromthe old Chinese master Kido and extended to deep and subtle levels ofrealisation.  This very body is the lotus of the true law.  This verybody is the lotus of the true law, linking human beings to birth anddeath by the red thread of passion.  This approach was closely relatedto Tantric Buddhism, that used sexual union as a religious ritual.Ikkyus Red Thread form of Zen practice was a radical approach, anon-dualistic interpretation of the sexual act, realising this verybody is the Buddha-dharma.  Ikkyu wrote a poem after his firstrealisation experience:From the world of passions returning to the world of passions:There is a moments pause.If it rains, let it rain; if the wind blows, let it blow.Ikkyus Red Thread Zen and wild, poetic, passionate nature was alsotempered, though, by his extensive training in the Rinzai school, veryintense training.  Rinzai was a very strict master, and Ikkyu was verystrict and demanding with his own students.At the age of 77, Ikkyu had a passionate relationship with a mistressnamed Lady Shin.  She was a blind singer and composer and a veryskilled musician, and she was in her late thirties.  He wrote lots ofbeautiful graphic poetry celebrating their love, and it was in LadyShin that Ikkyu finally located his own missing female self.  AsManfred Steger commented in his book Crazy Clouds, Ikkyu incorporatedbold elements of the physical relationship into his teaching of Zen,playing on koans in an erotic context, and bound the manifest andessential worlds in a love-knot.  His radical methods and practiceshonoured women and the red thread that binds even the most enlightenedZen masters to passion, birth, and death.  Ikkyu celebrated the joy inhuman love, and within sexuality there lies a profound sacredpractice, similar to Tantric Buddhism.  He infused Zen for the firsttime with a feminine element that had long been missing.  When Ikkyuwas about 80 years old that he was asked to be the abbot of Daitokoji,which is one the great temples in Japan.  At that time it wascompletely in ruin from a civil war, so it was an extraordinary thingto do at 80 years old, to rebuild Daitokoji: which he did.  He had anextraordinary enlightened mind.Another great character and master is Chao-chou, and he has somecomments about the passions.  After master Chao-chou visited MountWu-tai, his teaching spread widely in north China.  He was invited tostay at the Kuan Yin monastery in his own native town of Chao-chou.He came to the assembly and said, It is as if a transparent crystalwere held in ones hand.  When a foreigner approaches it, it mirrorshim as such; when a native Chinese approaches it, it mirrors him assuch.  I take a stalk of grass and let it act as a golden-bodied one,sixteen feet high, and I take a golden-bodied one, sixteen feet highand let it act as a stalk of grass.  Buddhahood is passion, andpassion is Buddhahood.During his sermon a monk asked him, In whom does Buddha causepassion?  Chao-chou said, Buddha causes passion in all of us.The monk asked, How do we get rid of it?Chao-chou said, Why should we get rid of it?Its not some great enlightenment verse, but it seems at least topoint some of the way in our daily lives.Another story that Aitken Roshi has told a number of times, a moreclassical story, also points at and disapproves of puritanicalreligious attitudes to sex.  In ancient days an old woman madeoffering to a hermit over a period of twenty years, and one day shesent her sixteen-year-old niece to take food to the hermit, tellingher to make advances to him and to see what he would do.  So the girllay her head on the hermits lap and said, How is this?The hermit said, The withered tree is rooted in an ancient rock inbitter cold during winter months; there is no warmth, no life.The girl reported this to her aunt, and the old woman said, Thatvulgarian!  How outrageous!  To think that I have made offerings tohim for twenty years!So she drove the hermit away and burnt down his cottage.  As AitkenRoshi said in his commentary on the third precept, of sexualmisconduct, While we may question the use of the niece as bait totest the monks realisation, it is clear that the aunt fundamentallydisapproves.  The monk was not responding to the human being who laydown there on his lap.  He was using her to express his own asceticposition.  The fire is a dream symbol of sex: You dont belong here!Sex belongs here!or at least some acknowledgment of it.  So: whatwould your response be?I wish to emphasise that not cutting off the passions is not asuggestion to violate the third precept.  It is not a matter of sexualmisconduct.  There is a translation of the third precept by Thich NahtHanh which I think is particularly beautiful.  Aware of the sufferingcaused by sexual misconduct, I vow to cultivate responsibility andlearn ways to protect the safety and integrity of individuals,couples, family, and society.  I am determined not to engage in sexualrelations without love and long-term commitment.  To preserve thehappiness of myself and others, I am determined to respect mycommitments and the commitments of others.  I will do everything in mypower to protect children from sexual abuse and to protect couples andfamilies from being broken by sexual misconduct.Not cutting off the passions, for me now, after having gone from oneextreme to the other, is more like walking a fine line of integrity.When we deepen in our spiritual practice, our hearts become more andmore open.  We have such rich and deep connections with people, withone another, truly deep loving intimacy.  So how to keep that dooropen, how to keep that heartfelt life there, but not be seduced by thepower and attraction of that intimacy?Because it is in that deepintimacy, of course, that sexual attraction and energy can arise andemerge.  So how to maintain an integrity in that intimacy, and be trueto our feelings of love for one another, and not fall into that wellof sexual misconduct?  My own job as a therapist and teacher, ofcourse, is to create deep connections of intimacy, and that doeshappen with many people, and it is certainly wonderful and rich.Wonderful connections with people are possible in that situation.  ButI have many boundaries and ethics that I apply in those situations,particularly through my psychotherapy training.  There are very strictethics around that relationship.  You never engage in sexualrelationships with any client; even six months after you terminatewith a client, this is not OK.  But while I can keep those strictboundaries and ethics there, when I am in those roles, outside ofthose roles it is more difficult for me.  Then the heart is wide open;where then are the boundaries?  I know my shadow is that I fall inlove all the time, with lots of people.Whatever emerges from our lives has its roots in Buddha-nature.  Solet us gassh and be grateful for our sexuality, the creative energiesthat it releases to our receptive heart and mind.  We do not need toblock our sexual energies, nor do we need to be a slave to them.Sexual energy in a loving committed relationship with its fusion oflove, play, magic, ecstasy, is life celebrating life.  This respectfulcommunion of the sexual act may reveal the divine mystery rather thanjust simply be pleasurable, entertaining sensations.  What makes thedifference is our intentions, our love, our faith, and the attitudesthat we bring to this experience.  If we hold a reverence for life, anawareness of our interconnectedness and oneness, and we experience theother as none other than our very selves, the shared joy of lovemakingis a spiritual meeting of the flesh and spirit.  The boundaries of aseparate self can fall away and life is making love with life.  TheBuddha-tao is to be discovered in our daily lives, the sacred is to befound in the ordinary, and the ordinary in the sacred.  ChristopherTitmuss was great on one-liners, and he said, The bedroom becomes atemple of joy, and the sacred truth can be found equally between thebedsheets as in the holy books.  (I told you he was from the RedThread school.)There is a koan that I would like to finish with by Rainer Maria Rilke,just a short line out of a long poem, quoted in the book called TheEnlightened Heart:Isnt the secret intentof this great Earth, when it forces lovers together,that inside their boundless emotion all things may shudder with joy?May all beings venerate life as a state of deep spiritual intimacy.Here in the fields: just those young green fronds making their way outof the earth.  This is so sensual and beautiful; this is the greatsensual nature all around us.  Please enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116406381050345257?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116406381050345257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116406381050345257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116406381050345257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116406381050345257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/koan-pattern.html' title='koan pattern'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116406288788068040</id><published>2006-11-20T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:48:08.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tmibaba</title><content type='html'>ha gondolod johetsz haverhoz.&lt;br /&gt;[11:33:25 PM] pua says: szia csoka&lt;br /&gt;[11:33:51 PM]pua says: te hiszel a csakrakban?&lt;br /&gt;[11:34:13 PM] pua says: na mindegy, talaltam egy erdekes dolgot, veled kapcsolatban az egyik csakra oldalon&lt;br /&gt;[11:34:58 PM] pua says: nem tudom, talan le lennel shokkolva, ha ezt megmutatnam neked holnap, szoval inkabb nem mutatom meg majd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116406288788068040?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116406288788068040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116406288788068040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116406288788068040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116406288788068040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/tmibaba.html' title='tmibaba'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116403444719927808</id><published>2006-11-20T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T06:54:29.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LSS.com</title><content type='html'>Hi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want an SHB 10.5 ? Because I want, and if we both have the same goal, why don't meet and help each other to develop ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am since 1.5 years in the community. I am only interested in daygame, in London.&lt;br /&gt;Before discovering the community I was quite lucky with women but I also had some problems.&lt;br /&gt;I am becoming more and more succesful with women and I like this feeling very much.&lt;br /&gt;I want to overcome my sticking points: daygame opening, rapport, calibration. I plan to&lt;br /&gt;record my day sarges on video with a hidden camera, and I also record them on mp3&lt;br /&gt;with an iPod, so that I can analize them later, so that I learn faster. I am looking for wings,&lt;br /&gt;who are interested in daygame in London and in recording the sarges on camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bests,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilincs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116403444719927808?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116403444719927808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116403444719927808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116403444719927808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116403444719927808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/lsscom.html' title='LSS.com'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116368433643398532</id><published>2006-11-16T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T05:38:57.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>irc in theplace.bz</title><content type='html'>&lt;babapua&gt; does anybody here uses hypnosis/nlp succesfully in sarges? I am especially interested in trust/rapport/bf destroyers/compulsion patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; because I have this interesting problem: I sleep with a girl, but only sleep, no kiss, nothing, even lack of IOIs, interest, but kino goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; at a cuddle party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; this happens to me several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; are you mehow? ;)&lt;br /&gt;* theuser whistles innocently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; mehow? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; so you end up in bed with girls but you dont touch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; I guess, I have no rapport with them at all, only attraction and curiosity and mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; I touch, I can touch, but they do not want to kiss, no sex, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; did you spank her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; Emotional ocnnection lacks, big sticking point of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; spank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; get into bantering, i spank her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; I busted on her so much I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; or grab &amp; pull her hair... tell her: "Bad girl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; exactly, do that early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; In a group I told about her, actually I think she has a dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; Just look at her. Looks like a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; that doesn't come across as being playful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; that sounds more like an insult than a neg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; Well. It was playful cos the situation, bodylanguage, tonality and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; true, maybe you should go grab her crotch for her illusionary dick/scrotum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; It was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; &lt;babapua&gt; I guess, I have no rapport with them at all, only attraction and curiosity and mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; Well, actually there was already a little fingering and such, when we slept together, but no really sign of her getting hot, horny and wanting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; i would assume you had rapport and no attraction if you were in bed with them and nothing was happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; hmmmm..... interesting tought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; i don't know how that happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; they're obviously comfortable enough to sleep with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; doesn't she get horny when she wakes up? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; just whip out your dick and start jerking off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; i used lot of swingcat's material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; just the fact that you spend the nite there together... i don't see how you can't fuck her the next morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; she also has a bf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; what is swingcat material?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; wait, so this is only with one girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; Chemist: why?  you've been with more than one girl?!&lt;br /&gt;* theuser shakes his head in disbelief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; MANSLUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; Chemist: well, I begin to feel that I lack the ability to build rapport in general, after I have realised this with this girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; if its rapport you want, get the new kenrick cleveland course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; max pers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; breakthroughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; you and me are on the same wavelenght, cos I just wanted to try that out. (good line?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; yeah, just use the suicide pattern on her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; okey. I will get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; (bwahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; dark side? cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; is all KC's stuff as gay as the forbidden patterns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; that was seriously the lamest thing i've come across in all my travels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; actually, has anybody of you guys used the compulsion pattern or st similar to seduce chicks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; I don't know. that is the reason I ask, if anybody used this nlp stuff/anchoring/patterning succesfully?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- whoami has quit (Quit: ) &lt;reyalp&gt; of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; tons of people here use it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; who is real expert about this stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; the guys who have products&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; how do I find it out, who has products?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; pimp or xan if you want to know about nlp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; okey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; http://www.theplace.bz/browse.php?cat=43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; I just spoke to pimp 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; He is in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; or subie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; thanx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; take a look on the forums, theres some stuff there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; do you use nlp, Chemist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; all the time, not just with girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; do you use anchoring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; like, you elicit a feeling of compulsion, then later anchor that to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; what is the most powerfull pattern in nlp that you use on girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; well, whatever emotion really. I wouldnt do compulsion, mainly just enjoyable states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hotbabe&gt; **** NEW TORRENT UPLOADED ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hotbabe&gt; The Place: Torrent 'Nina Hartley - Guide To Making Love To Women.avi' uploaded by 'xeon' | http://www.theplace.bz/details.php?id=7337&amp;hit=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; how do you anchor them to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; How about more of Making Love to Men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; Giving a worldclass BJ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; its not really about patterns, its about calibration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; anything that you do can be an anchor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; any external stimulus that you provide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; what do you mean by this? can you tell an example?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; Chemist: what about NLP that makes it works so well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hotbabe&gt; **** NEW TORRENT UPLOADED ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hotbabe&gt; The Place: Torrent 'Matt Ridley - The Red Queen.pdf' uploaded by 'TxSurfer' | http://www.theplace.bz/details.php?id=7338&amp;amp;hit=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; what do I mean by external stimulus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; theuser: its based upon getting da cok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; bandler said so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; Chemist, Question: I was thinking, I elicit a feeling, and anchor it to me. Like she wants to drink water, very very thirsty, and cannot drink it, then I place an anchor this feeling, like slapping with my hands, then I begin to talk about me, how other girls get satisfaction, when they are with me, and I keep fireing that anchor(slapping).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; Chemist: i'm skeptical, i wonder if NLP is just a way for the guy to babble on, the passage of time builds comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sephthan&gt; bandlers a dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; Is this right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; theuser: its possible, I guess its mysterious and all that :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; you want to anchor her being thirsty to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; yeah, sorta DHV in that the girl probably doesn't know about mysterious stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; I want to anchor, the feeling that she want to have something, but cannot have that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hotbabe&gt; **** NEW TORRENT UPLOADED ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; So she wants to reach for more of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hotbabe&gt; The Place: Torrent 'Style - Anhilation DVDs [9 DVDs]' uploaded by 'TxSurfer' | http://www.theplace.bz/details.php?id=7339&amp;hit=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; I suppose if you took the thirsty thing and then expanded it with your language/metaphors to a sexual frame then you could anchor it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; wow, style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; expand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; can you give me an example, how you would expand it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hotbabe&gt; **** NEW TORRENT UPLOADED ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hotbabe&gt; The Place: Torrent 'Jack Welch - Winning.pdf' uploaded by 'TxSurfer' | http://www.theplace.bz/details.php?id=7340&amp;amp;hit=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; TxSurfer is uploading some fresh stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; boy i can't wait to read me some of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;reyalp&gt; and he has the coveted Annhilation DVDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; ambiguous terms, vagueness, depends on the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; yeah, pretty ambigous :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; txsurfer is the runnerup to the stylelife challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; anyway, I go to work now, thanx guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;theuser&gt; supposedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;babapua&gt; later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;chemist&gt; right, im off to molest camels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- Chemist has quit (Quit: KJ Me Baby!) &lt;hotbabe&gt; **** NEW TORRENT UPLOADED ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hotbabe&gt; The Place: Torrent 'Abraham Hicks - Ask and it's given part I&amp;II (Law of attraction) [compact edition DOC+PDF]' uploaded by 'epic2sk8' | http://www.theplace.bz/details.php?id=7341&amp;amp;hit=1&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; crizo (kriz@tbz-6A8CB0FA.fuse.net) has joined #theplace.bz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- Torgman has quit (Ping timeout) --&gt; Torgman (Torgman@tbz-8B6E447C.bb.online.no) has joined #theplace.bz&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; melbman (t.bz@tbz-5DC822EF.tpgi.com.au) has joined #theplace.bz&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; 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theplace.bz'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116363099036475945</id><published>2006-11-15T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T14:49:51.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold reading + qualify + quote</title><content type='html'>[10:36:12 PM] Babapua says: baba[10:38:36 PM] Babapua says: hej! bist du da?[10:39:30 PM] timcsoka says: hali[10:39:33 PM] timcsoka says: ja woll[10:39:56 PM] Babapua says: atjossz?[10:40:26 PM] timcsoka says: nein[10:40:40 PM] timcsoka says: ich muss lernen[10:40:58 PM] Babapua says: pedig megoleltelek volna[10:41:45 PM] Babapua says: mert tetszik egy ket dolog benned[10:42:11 PM] timcsoka says: megmondod hogy mi?[10:42:15 PM] Babapua says: erzekeny lany vagy, keves ilyen ember van.[10:42:52 PM] timcsoka says: ennyi?amig leirod elmegyek lezuhanyozni[10:42:54 PM] Babapua says: mar reg talalkoztam ilyennel, sokaknak az a problemajuk, hogy nem birnak kinyilni.[10:43:07 PM] timcsoka says: hmm igen[10:43:30 PM] timcsoka says: nekem ilyen gondom nincs[10:43:49 PM] Babapua says: ugyanis eppen ma beszeltem egy baratommal rolad[10:44:10 PM] timcsoka says: és mit?[10:44:45 PM] Babapua says: a beszelgetes utan jottem ra, hogy kivancsi vagyok arra, hogy milyen gyerekkorod volt, es a szuleidre is, milyen a kapcsolatod a szuleiddel[10:50:15 PM] Babapua says: he, itt vagy?[11:06:16 PM] timcsoka says: na itt vagyok[11:08:51 PM] Babapua says: elalmosodtam[11:09:39 PM] timcsoka says: aludj[11:09:45 PM] timcsoka says: joéjt[11:09:56 PM] Babapua says: kosz.[11:10:04 PM] Babapua says: alszol?[11:10:20 PM] timcsoka says: nem[11:10:34 PM] timcsoka says: szted akkor hogy irnék neked?[11:10:42 PM] Babapua says: baba[11:12:13 PM] Babapua says: mielott elalszom, elmondom, hogy szerintem te szeretsz revuletbe esni.[11:13:07 PM] Babapua says: szerintem te mely erzesu szemelyiseg vagy, ertekeled a szepet.[11:13:27 PM] Babapua says: szereted a szineket.[11:13:43 PM] Babapua says: es szeretsz almodozni.[11:14:13 PM] Babapua says: ezeket a dolgokat szeretem benned.[11:14:32 PM] Babapua says: es szereted a termeszetet.[11:14:56 PM] Babapua says: eleg ritka ez a kombinacio.[11:16:11 PM] Babapua says: ez egy kicsit meg is ijeszt, mert talan tul jol megertesz, kitalalod a titkaimat[11:16:58 PM] Babapua says: keves ember van aki szamara kinyilsz.[11:17:09 PM] Babapua says: eloszor meg kell biznod ezekben az emberekben.[11:17:33 PM] Babapua says: biztosnak kell lenned abban, hogy megertenek.[11:17:35 PM] Babapua says: ismernek.[11:18:37 PM] timcsoka says: pontosan igy van[11:18:53 PM] timcsoka says: de te is ilyen vagy szerintem[11:21:22 PM] Babapua says: ezek a dolgok azok, ami miatt erdekelsz nagyon, a baratom is pont ezt kerdezte ma tolem[11:22:33 PM] timcsoka says: melyik barátod?[11:22:51 PM] Babapua says: robin[11:23:08 PM] Babapua says: most londonban van[11:23:14 PM] Babapua says: 2 het mulva meglatogatom[11:23:28 PM] Babapua says: amikor cam-be megyek[11:24:31 PM] Babapua says: kicsit meglepett a kerdese, mert sokszor belem lat[11:25:43 PM] timcsoka says: de ,[11:25:51 PM] timcsoka says: de mit kérdezett?[11:26:08 PM] Babapua says: szoktam neki meselni a noimrol[11:26:38 PM] Babapua says: tud olvasni a sorok kozott, azt kerdezte, hogy mert erdekel engem ez a magyar lany annyira[11:27:26 PM] timcsoka says: aha értem már[11:31:33 PM] Babapua says: tudja, hogy volt mar olyan kb 1 eve es ket honapja velem, hogy valakivel voltam, aki nem volt annyira helyes mint, azok a lanyok akikkel altalaban kavarni szoktam, viszont szubjektiven, nagyon vonzonak sot gyonyuren talaltam, ugy ereztem, hogy el vagyok varazsolva[11:35:56 PM] timcsoka says: és ez most rám értendő?[11:36:01 PM] timcsoka says: vagy mi?[11:36:49 PM] timcsoka says: hahó[11:37:09 PM] timcsoka says: na most lépek akkor[11:37:14 PM] timcsoka says: pápá[11:37:16 PM] Babapua says: mielott erre a kerdesre valaszolok, hadd mondjak el meg valamit: tobbnyire ezek azok a pillanatok (amit leirtam), amikor valami elkezd megfogni, akkor azt mondom magamnak, hej, jobb lesz megallni, sot talan egy falat is felhuzni magam kore, mert ha visszaemlekszem arra, hogy milyen szenvedelyes tudok lenni, ha talalok valakit, akit elvarazsolok, akkor rogton rajovok, hogy az ilyen erzesek nagyon megegethetik az embert, jobb lesz veluk vigyazni.[11:37:21 PM] timcsoka says: (hi)[11:37:50 PM] timcsoka says: igen[11:37:59 PM] timcsoka says: ez igy van[11:38:19 PM] timcsoka says: de ha nem engeded h elvarázsolva legyél[11:38:39 PM] timcsoka says: késöbb rossz lesz rá visszaemlékezni[11:38:53 PM] timcsoka says: h kihagytad stb...[11:39:10 PM] Babapua says: hmmm[11:39:16 PM] timcsoka says: na mind1[11:39:22 PM] timcsoka says: most lépek[11:39:28 PM] timcsoka says: tanulnom kell[11:39:30 PM] Babapua says: hova?[11:39:33 PM] timcsoka says: csum[11:39:34 PM] Babapua says: jo.[11:39:38 PM] Babapua says: szia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116363099036475945?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116363099036475945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116363099036475945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116363099036475945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116363099036475945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/cold-reading-qualify-quote.html' title='cold reading + qualify + quote'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116362968110589242</id><published>2006-11-15T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T14:28:01.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cold reading</title><content type='html'>baba[11:12:13 PM] Babapua says: mielott elalszom, elmondom, hogy szerintem te szeretsz revuletbe esni.[11:13:07 PM] Babapua says: szerintem te mely erzesu szemelyiseg vagy, ertekeled a szepet.[11:13:27 PM] Babapua says: szereted a szineket.[11:13:43 PM] Babapua says: es szeretsz almodozni.[11:14:13 PM] Babapua says: ezeket a dolgokat szeretem benned.[11:14:32 PM] Babapua says: es szereted a termeszetet.[11:14:56 PM] Babapua says: eleg ritka ez a kombinacio.[11:16:11 PM] Babapua says: ez egy kicsit meg is ijeszt, mert talan tul jol megertesz, kitalalod a titkaimat[11:16:58 PM] Babapua says: keves ember van aki szamara kinyilsz.[11:17:09 PM] Babapua says: eloszor meg kell biznod ezekben az emberekben.[11:17:33 PM] Babapua says: biztosnak kell lenned abban, hogy megertenek.[11:17:35 PM] Babapua says: ismernek.[11:18:37 PM] timcsoka says: pontosan igy van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116362968110589242?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116362968110589242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116362968110589242' 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baba[17:26:15] timcsoka says: haliho[17:26:35] Titok Babapua says: tegnap a szaunaban gondoltam ratok[17:26:45] timcsoka says: wow[17:27:09] Titok Babapua says: vannak vicces fotoid rolunk?[17:27:23] timcsoka says: no[17:27:34] timcsoka says: mizu?[17:27:48] Titok Babapua says: a guiseppe partijan csinaltal egy parat, azokat kerem[17:28:10] timcsoka says: ok[17:28:21] Titok Babapua says: gyertek el szaunazni, ha kitudjatok izzadni a 13 eurot fejenkent[17:28:37] Titok Babapua says: egesz napos program.[17:28:49] Titok Babapua says: wellness[17:29:18] Titok Babapua says: holnap megyek fogorvoshoz, jobb fent hatul fajdogal[17:29:31] Titok Babapua says: erzekeny, edesre, meg hidegre.[17:29:58] timcsoka says: lyukas[17:30:04] timcsoka says: valoszinüleg[17:30:08] Titok Babapua says: basszameg.[17:30:12] Titok Babapua says: alig van penzem.[17:30:18] Titok Babapua says: na mindegy. meglatjuk.[17:30:21] Titok Babapua says: holnap megyek.[17:30:22] timcsoka says: pedig az nem occso[17:30:30] Titok Babapua says: raadasul valami nagy fog.[17:30:36] timcsoka says: aha[17:30:44] Titok Babapua says: tiszta para.[17:30:48] Titok Babapua says: na mindegy[17:30:50] timcsoka says: és mér egész napos program a szauna?[17:31:11] Titok Babapua says: nekem tobbnyire 4 oraig szokott tartani 7-11 ig.[17:31:23] Titok Babapua says: viszont az mindig kevesnek bizonyul[17:31:33] Titok Babapua says: 4-11 idalis, ha tobben vagyunk[17:32:14] timcsoka says: háén max két orat szoktam szaunázni[17:32:28] timcsoka says: tovább már unom[17:32:34] Titok Babapua says: igen. ez itt talan mas.[17:32:52] timcsoka says: mer? aranybol van a kabin?[17:32:58] Titok Babapua says: itt van 5 szauna. medence, jakuzzi, bar, 3 pihenoszoba... stb[17:33:08] Titok Babapua says: ezert ilyen kibaszott draga[17:33:13] timcsoka says: az otthon is van[17:33:20] timcsoka says: ahova én járok[17:33:31] timcsoka says: és nem 13 e[17:33:42] Titok Babapua says: hmmm.... erdekes. akkor te kulonbozol tolem.[17:33:54] Titok Babapua says: agyak....[17:33:56] Titok Babapua says: takarok[17:34:11] Titok Babapua says: lefekszel lazulni minden session utan egy orat....[17:34:19] Titok Babapua says: gyorsan telik az ido.[17:34:29] Titok Babapua says: tegnap csak 2 orat nyomtam.[17:34:50] Titok Babapua says: es ugy ereztem magam, hogy hirtelen nagyon hektikus es stresszes lett az elet.[17:34:57] Titok Babapua says: 3 session[17:35:29] Titok Babapua says: vagy csak 2? mar nem tudom.[17:36:03] * Titok Babapua sent file "08 - David Carradine and Uma Thurma - the Legend of Pai Mei.mp3" to members of this chat[17:36:32] * Titok Babapua sent file "Méhek - Barbie.mp3" to members of this chat[17:37:14] * Titok Babapua sent file "Dj Palotai -01- Don Air - Besame Mucho.mp3" to members of this chat[17:37:59] Titok Babapua says: es veled baba?[17:38:16] timcsoka says: most értem haza[17:38:25] timcsoka says: bp-ről[17:38:34] Titok Babapua says: kiraly[17:38:37] timcsoka says: de visszamennék[17:38:39] Titok Babapua says: irigyellek[17:38:45] timcsoka says: jah[17:38:58] Titok Babapua says: jo neked, van idod, penzed utazgatni.[17:39:07] Titok Babapua says: mondjuk en egyiptomba mennek inkab.[17:39:21] timcsoka says: szüleim fizetik[17:39:26] Titok Babapua says: kiraly[17:39:29] timcsoka says: amugy nem birnám itt[17:39:35] Titok Babapua says: kellemes hely budapest.[17:39:38] timcsoka says: ha nem mehetnék haza[17:39:41] timcsoka says: ja[17:39:52] Titok Babapua says: lehet h. majd en is elmegyek oda nyaralni egy kicsit, jovore[17:40:02] Titok Babapua says: vegulis beszelem a nyelvet stb.[17:40:19] timcsoka says: uhum[17:40:36] Titok Babapua says: olcso hely.[17:40:42] Titok Babapua says: jok a fogorvosok.[17:40:57] Titok Babapua says: viszont keves szabadsagom lesz cam-ben[17:41:00] Titok Babapua says: baszki[17:41:25] Titok Babapua says: meglatjuk, lehet h. valami egyuttmukodest kellene titalalni a budapestiekkel.[17:41:33] Titok Babapua says: hmm.... nem is rossz otlet.[17:41:57] timcsoka says: jaaa[17:42:11] Titok Babapua says: jaaa[17:42:29] timcsoka says: fuuu mondj meg nekem valamit[17:42:33] Titok Babapua says: mi?[17:42:58] timcsoka says: mit lehet itt marburgban csinálni???? most jöttem meg és már unatkozom..[17:43:03] Titok Babapua says: amugy ezt szeretem benned, a sok hibad mellett, +3 pont.[17:43:07] timcsoka says: otthon ilyen nincs[17:43:30] timcsoka says: milyen hibáim vannak?[17:43:41] Titok Babapua says: ha gondolod vehetsz valami kajat es fozhetunk, nekem semmi kajam otthon.[17:44:10] timcsoka says: meglátjuk[17:44:30] Titok Babapua says: 8 fele, addigra megehezem[17:45:09] Titok Babapua says: hogy mit azt rad bizom, de ne legyen benne tej, meg tejfol, meg tejszin[17:47:21] timcsoka says: könnyű neked főzni[17:47:32] Titok Babapua says: hmm?[17:47:33] timcsoka says: örülj nekei h enni kapsz tőlem[17:47:47] timcsoka says: nemhogy itt válogatni[17:47:58] timcsoka says: nem vagy te herceg[17:48:10] Titok Babapua says: tudtam, hogy ez beut neked.[17:48:10] timcsoka says: joco herceg[17:48:18] timcsoka says: vicces&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116343707390508169?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116343707390508169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116343707390508169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116343707390508169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116343707390508169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/perfekt-example-of-cocky-and-funny.html' title='perfekt example of cocky and funny with HB8.5HUN_goodass'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116334241414280860</id><published>2006-11-12T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T06:40:15.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>daygame email close</title><content type='html'>felvettem az egeszet mp3-ba. konyvesboltban nyomtam. nagyon halk voltam. feljebb kell vennem legkozelebb a mikrofon erzekenyseget. nagy volt a zaj. lehet, hogy a mikrofonnak nem tett jot, hogy betakartam a zsebemmel. eleg halkan beszeltem, a csaj sokat rohogott, kb olyan agi szintu volt, a mellei nagyobbak voltak, a feje talan rondabb, habar a fasztudja, elvezes kozben hogyan ertekelnem at a helyzetet, de hatarozottan nem egy barbibaba feje volt. mondjuk egy 7-es, vagy 6.5-es. ha a debbie 7-es, a magyar csaj mondjuk 8-as, na jo ez is megerdemli a 7-es kategoriat, agi 7-es, adrienn 7-es. harmincas 8-as, dorabipsi, 7.5, rajottem, ket kategoriat kell nyitni, face es body. sot a body-t le lehet irni, face-t is le lehet irni. a csaj teste 9-es volt, a feje 5-os, mert hulladekok voltak a fogai, amugy a nagy csocsi egesz jok voltak, mindegy, megadta az emailcimet, legkozelebb jobban kell nyomnom, es logisztikai kerdeseket is be kell iktatnom, bokokat kell neki nyomnom, refrimenget, mixed signals, kerdeseket, rapport, a daygame az nem mas mint rapport, minimal dhv, vigyazni kell arra, hogy mi a kontext, sot talan kontexet is kell neki nyomnom, hmmm.... erdekes, ezt kell majd gyakorolnom a nagyon helyes nokkel is. mondjuk ha a debbiet szednem fel egy szupermarketben, akkor fontos lenne a kontext, rapport, diskvalifikacio? vagy inkabb mixed signals? esetleg felebreszteni benne a vagyat valami irant amit csak tolem kaphat meg? nem tudom miert de ugy erzem, hogy az nlp tema, az egyre fontosabb lesz. irjon emailt akit erdekel a felvetel, de lehet h. majd felteszem ide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116334241414280860?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116334241414280860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116334241414280860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116334241414280860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116334241414280860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/daygame-email-close.html' title='daygame email close'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116302018421150915</id><published>2006-11-08T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T13:09:45.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>levelvaltas a puakkal</title><content type='html'>Hello REMbraNT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brent-et miert birod? Ha jol emlekszem vele kezdodik a Cliff's List 2005, Jo fej, kellemes, de keves anyag van tole, mindossze DDA interview, szeminariumok es Cliff's List amit talaltam, vagy van valami sajat DVD-je?&lt;br /&gt;Neked miben jelentkezett leginkabb a sikered? Csinaltal statsztikat?&lt;br /&gt;Elozo levelemben kicsit pesszimista hangvetelu lehettem, ami csaloka lehet, mert kb 2 honapja kezdem el erezni az igazi sikereket. Nem olyan nagy sikerek, de latvanyosak. Peldaul tegnap egy agyban aludtam egy olyan novel, akirol azt hittem, hogy soha nem kapom meg. (semmi mas nem tortent, meg nem is smaroltunk, csak egy kis kino).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nekem is van egy kedvenc szovegem, amit mostanaban hasznalok: eszrevettem rajtad, hogy te X (intelligens, erzekeny, zarkozott, nyitott... ) vagy, erdekes, hogy a barataim sokszor mondjak rolam, hogy en is olyan vagyok, hmmm... talan azert tudlak olyan jol megerteni, mert hasonloak vagyunk?, nem tudom, viszont pont ez a hasonlosag az oka annak, hogy elovigyazatossabb vagyok veled, egy hasonlo mely kapcsolat ket ember kozott neha tul eros lehet, hmmm.... szerintem jobb lesz ha inkabb csak baratok maradunk.... (Swingcat alapu technika: undermining rapport)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Szoval a kerdes az az, Neked, mi segitett a legtobbet? Mi az a technika amit legjobban szeretsz hasznalni?&lt;br /&gt;Vannak kedvenc rutinjaid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------- REMbraNT wrote: --------&lt;br /&gt;Ahoy&lt;br /&gt;Mostanában akiket bírok, Brent, Juggler, Stephane az ideagasmstől, és pickup101&lt;br /&gt;Azt írod keveset voltál terepen. Akkor nem is nagyon gyakoroltál, így persze hogy eredmények sincsenek. EGyébként szerintem ez az egész kihat az emberre minden téren, vagyis az élet bármely területén hasznát veheted az infónak. Nők vannak mindenütt, szóval...&lt;br /&gt;Igen, nappalozni is szoktam, sőt én is csak ezt szeretem, a diszkók annyira nem vonzanak. Mondjuk két lehetőség van, vagy azért nem szólítod le mert félsz, vagy mert nemtudod mi a teendő:) Utóbbi esetről azért csak tudsz már valamit ha 1.5 éve vagy benne ebbe. De valóban, swinggcattől nem nagyon hallottam még direct openert, úgyhogy nappali műszak esetén rá nem nagyon számíthatsz. Mondok egy jó nyitást amit hallottam, elég jó direkt nyitás.&lt;br /&gt;Lényegében akkor legyen kettő. Egyik hogyha szemezel egy nővel akkor odamész és ezt mondod: -Te is tetszel nekem&lt;br /&gt;A másik:-Ha beszélgetnénk egy kicsit, mit gondolsz, megbánnám a végén?&lt;br /&gt;Persze mondhatod a klasszikus direkt nyitást is, hogy -ahogy sétáltam megláttalak, és nagyon tetszel nekem, szeretnélek megismerni.&lt;br /&gt;Húzz bele!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------- babapua wrote: --------&lt;br /&gt;Hi REMbraNT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neked ki a kedvenc gurud?Nekem swinggcat. Sokat tanulok tole a push-pull rol.Sok peldat mond, a strukturat jol kovethetem.&lt;br /&gt;Mennyire jott be neked a cucc?Nekem eddig nem igazan jott be az elmult 1.5 ev alatt, miota bennevagyok.Sajnos. Az OK: nagyon keveset voltam a TEREP-en.&lt;br /&gt;Ami nekem altalaban bejott, az : NLP, bodylanguage, tonality,magic.&lt;br /&gt;Szoktal daygame-et nyomni? Azert kerdezem, mert engem ez vonz, de nagyon. Minden hetvegen Frankfurtban kovalygokfels, ala es megis keptelen vagyok noket leszolitani, valami jo opener kellene.&lt;br /&gt;Negy nagy sticiking pointom van: opening, attraction, emotional connection,physical connection(phase shift) , azaz gyakorlatilag minden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Udv.,&lt;br /&gt;Babapua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116302018421150915?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116302018421150915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116302018421150915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116302018421150915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116302018421150915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/levelvaltas-puakkal.html' title='levelvaltas a puakkal'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116297435217899761</id><published>2006-11-08T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T00:25:52.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a cucc mukodik</title><content type='html'>felelmetes. ujabb bizonyitekot szereztem. ma egy 8.5-os agyaban aludtam.&lt;br /&gt;Aginal jobb! (persze csak bizonyos szemszogbol) Amikor eloszor lattam a csajt, azt hittem, hogy&lt;br /&gt;nekem ilyen nom soha az eletben nem lesz. nem smaroltam le, de buzeraltuk kicsit&lt;br /&gt;egymas pocseit es pinait. a tema magyarul ment.  sok swingcat stuffot nyomtan, DHV-t, reframinget, patterneket, sajnos nagyon kemeny LMR-em volt. a csaj nagyon szep. tenyleg.&lt;br /&gt;friss, fiatal punci. feszes, szeparcu, tokeletes kurni es szopatni is egyszerre. es ami a vicc bazmeg: a baratnoje is befekudt mellem az agyba ot meg kemenyen megcsocsoresztem ugy, hogy ott volt a baratja (AFC) is a masik szobaban. bazmeg. a cucc mukodik! a szitu meg csak most kezdodik, mert megtalaltam a legnagyob online community-t. felelmetes. bazmeg, 5 oras klippgyujtemeny, filmekbol osszevagva, hogy mi az alfa viselkedes, testbeszed, flortoles, stb.... bazmeg. behalok.&lt;br /&gt;4000 PUA es leendo PUA. amugy ma 2 csajt szolitottam le a boltokban. vagy talan 3-at? mindegy, egy srac mondott nekem egy ket jo direkt openert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Szemezes utan: -Te is tetszel nekem.&lt;br /&gt;Masik: -Ha beszelgetnenk egy kicsit, mit gondolsz, megbannam a vegen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116297435217899761?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116297435217899761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116297435217899761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116297435217899761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116297435217899761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/cucc-mukodik.html' title='a cucc mukodik'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116291625463819632</id><published>2006-11-07T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T08:17:35.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>patters to be developed</title><content type='html'>boyfriend destroyer pattern: she has to feel safe, she can fuck me anytime, when she wants, she will not feel uncomfortable with that, she should know this, even if she has a boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116291625463819632?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116291625463819632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116291625463819632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116291625463819632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116291625463819632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/patters-to-be-developed.html' title='patters to be developed'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116289632876597247</id><published>2006-11-07T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T02:45:29.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>semmi kedvem irni ebbe a szarba</title><content type='html'>Sticking points:&lt;br /&gt;1) Emotional connection ("I am your lover" routine by Babapua, IC pattern, EV, qualifying, patterning, SOI, Find out more about her!)&lt;br /&gt;2) Physical connection (palm reading, 3 mouse, Don juan de marco - finger routine, massage, high five, handshake, dance, IC pattern, SOI)&lt;br /&gt;3) Daytime opening, very very big sticking point (I am working currently on openers, "Where is the post?"-&gt; postcard routine, "Can you give me a tempo?" -&gt; parfume routine, ... what more?)&lt;br /&gt;4) Banter, cocky and funny (Swinggcat's stuff, push-pull, "this relationship will never work out, you know why? we are too similar")&lt;br /&gt;5) alcohol (Daygame solves this issue.)&lt;br /&gt;6) Phase-shift, kiss close, kino, soi, make the ho say no!&lt;br /&gt;7) Finding wingmens&lt;br /&gt;8) Calibration&lt;br /&gt;9) Finding out more about her, finding her motivation, finding the holes in her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff, but I still have to improve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Displaying my personality (photo routine, card tricks, money levitation, stories)&lt;br /&gt;2) Body language, tonality, eye contact, reading the meta frame, learning, being vague,&lt;br /&gt;patterning.&lt;br /&gt;3) Pretty much girls in my life, succes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck all this fucking sticking points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much sticking point, lot of work, only in the field can I improve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is important to realise them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other important point: this is a number's game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A NUMBER'S GAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A NUMBER'S GAME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116289632876597247?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116289632876597247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116289632876597247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116289632876597247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116289632876597247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/semmi-kedvem-irni-ebbe-szarba.html' title='semmi kedvem irni ebbe a szarba'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116242573897563998</id><published>2006-11-01T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T16:02:56.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>daygame</title><content type='html'>Read that first-------Originally Posted by ExplorerIn clubs I have a conceptual model of how things work. I can’t execute everything correctly yet, but the outline is there.Don't try street approaches until you have the newbie mission down. Plain and simple. Day game is a slight variation and you need sold calibration from running the newbie mission or you'll have old ladies hitting you with a purse.Quote:Originally Posted by ExplorerFor street sarging I have no idea how to do it. I have done lots of street approaches using an opener - getting there opinion - ejecting. But it does not lead anywhere.Women in the bar are in a social mood with an environment that naturally pumps up their emotions. On the street, they're not social. And their emotions are in the frigid zone. Further, they're locked into their routine. ie, they have plans other than hanging out on the street.You need to:1. interrupt their routine2. get them social3. pump their emotionsHow do you do this? Get her to laugh. Use a one line ball buster, a misinterpretation, cocky/funny, etc. Once she laughs, you've accomplished all 3. From there, IMMEDIATELY stack into a routine.You have 2-5 minutes to escalate kino and qualify the girl. After that, she'll need to get back to what she was doing. Timebridge or mini-date her soon as she qualifies.Quote:Originally Posted by ExplorerAre you supposed to stack material, just like in clubs?Yes, but doing this before the woman is socially receptive will blow you out.Quote:Originally Posted by ExplorerI have read about going for an instant date, and can see it working if you are Pua, but I am nowhere near that level yet.This is no different from bouncing a chick to another venue at the bar.Quote:Originally Posted by ExplorerSo how do you practice street/mall game?1. Complete the newbie mission.2. Calibrate day game openers. You should have good one liners from your newbie mission, and some decent neutral opinion openers. Use them.3. Day game mission. You guessed it. Another newbie mission. Less intense. Sarge 4 days a week at a college, mall or coffee shop. There's no x sets per day on this mission. You might hit one set and run it for four hours.Happy Hunting-------Do you guys have any SPECIFIC, GOOD daygame openers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116242573897563998?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116242573897563998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116242573897563998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116242573897563998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116242573897563998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/11/daygame.html' title='daygame'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116224578003708803</id><published>2006-10-30T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T14:03:03.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lutz a PUA</title><content type='html'>PUAPUAPUAPUAPUAPUAPUAPUA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick up artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van benne valami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bazmeg. annyi ember lesz mar a community-ben. felelmetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miert van az, hogy csak nagyon kevesekbol lesz nagyon jo PUA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nemtudom, de ha valamit tudok, akkor ezt tudom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manipulator leszek. jeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a legutobbi szerzemenyem, izabella, a magas, szoke bajor menyecske, aki&lt;br /&gt;raccsolva beszeli  a hohdajcsot. mindegy. meghivott szaunazni a baratnoivel.&lt;br /&gt;sajnos nincs penzem, ezert nemmegyek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egy erdekes dologra jottem ra: vedd eszre hogy mi az ami neked tetszik, te is&lt;br /&gt;azt csinald a tobbiekkel. erdekes nem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amugy erdekes a Lutzzal beszelgetni. egy PUA, aki nagyon mas vilagban el,&lt;br /&gt;sokmindent olvas, sokmindent tud, megis sikertelen. erdekes. mi hianyzik belole?&lt;br /&gt;a field. a hipnozis. a rutinok, a performance. nem veletlen, hogy minden pua vagy&lt;br /&gt;hipnotizor, komikus, iro, magus vagy szelses. bazmeg, nem veletlen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116224578003708803?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116212208586697934</id><published>2006-10-29T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T03:41:26.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sticking points</title><content type='html'>1. opening. daygame. sober opening.&lt;br /&gt;2. kino. phase-shift.&lt;br /&gt;3. energy level. calibration.&lt;br /&gt;4. value elicitation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116212208586697934?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116212208586697934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116212208586697934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116195294893624706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116195294893624706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116195294893624706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/5-nap-debbie.html' title='5 nap debbie'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116109226571822047</id><published>2006-10-17T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T06:37:46.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hipnozis mindenhol</title><content type='html'>As we have agreed I will learn Gaussian. This is why it would be a good&lt;br /&gt;idea to know, already now, who in Cambridge will be able to help me to&lt;br /&gt;further learn the usage of the program. Could you maybe "introduce" me to&lt;br /&gt;somebody there, who is an expert and will have some time to teach me its&lt;br /&gt;usage once I am there ? You may think that this may be a little bit early&lt;br /&gt;to do, however it is only 2.5 months to go, so the sooner we begin to&lt;br /&gt;think about this the more easier we can begin to work together once I am&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116109226571822047?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116109226571822047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116109226571822047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116109226571822047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116109226571822047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/hipnozis-mindenhol.html' title='hipnozis mindenhol'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116092721419429164</id><published>2006-10-15T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T08:46:54.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phytonutrient</title><content type='html'>bazmeg, nem tudom miez, de ilyet fogok venni.&lt;br /&gt;most mar csak tudni kellene, hogy mi a mellekhatasa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116092721419429164?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116092721419429164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116092721419429164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116092721419429164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116092721419429164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/httpenwikipediaorgwikiphytonutrient.html' title='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phytonutrient'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116085470728257124</id><published>2006-10-14T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T12:38:27.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pua contactot, wingmen-ek</title><content type='html'>Hi Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am interested in sarging in Frankfurt. So far I have&lt;br /&gt;preffered to sarge alone during the daytime in Frankfurt,&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday, in the shops, hovewer, if you are interested&lt;br /&gt;we could meet just to learn ideas from eachother. This&lt;br /&gt;street game is much more easier than I tought. I have problems&lt;br /&gt;with it definitely, but I am working hard to overcome my&lt;br /&gt;sticking points and I fell that I am getting constantly better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilincs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116085470728257124?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116085470728257124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116085470728257124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116085470728257124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116085470728257124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/pua-contactot-wingmen-ek.html' title='pua contactot, wingmen-ek'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116075129638736426</id><published>2006-10-13T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T07:55:07.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tegnap annyira kesz voltam, hogy...</title><content type='html'>reggel negykor befizettem egy terhes anyakat kuro pornooldalra bazmeg. felelmetes.&lt;br /&gt;amugy kurva jol erzem magam szorakozo helyen. minden no pozitivan fogad. kurvara&lt;br /&gt;jol szorakozom, ahogy szetpatternezem az agyukat. tegnap feljott alex es natalie hozzam,&lt;br /&gt;oket a partin ismertem meg. varazsoltam nekik egy kicsit aztan nalam, ellazultunk egy kicsit.&lt;br /&gt;jo fejek, teljesen le voltam dobbenve, hogyan talal az ember ilyen jo arcokat marburgban.&lt;br /&gt;kesz. annyira sok cuccom van mar, annyi minden sok dolog vesz mar korul, hogy elkezdem&lt;br /&gt;latni a fejlodest es elkezdem latni a sticking point-ot. daygame. jozan. lassu. natural. game.&lt;br /&gt;ezt akarom. daygame. jozan. lassu. magabiztos. solid. jatekos. pont ugy ahogy debbievel&lt;br /&gt;pragaban nyomtam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116075129638736426?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116075129638736426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116075129638736426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116075129638736426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116075129638736426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/tegnap-annyira-kesz-voltam-hogy.html' title='tegnap annyira kesz voltam, hogy...'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116066680249215851</id><published>2006-10-12T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T08:26:42.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meg akarlak kurni, Debbie, szet akarom kurni a szoke pinadat! szetkurlak es mikozben beledelvezek, belenezek a nagy babaszemeidbe. hmm... imadom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6065/1161/1600/villamos2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6065/1161/320/villamos2.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116066680249215851?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116066680249215851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116066680249215851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116066680249215851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116066680249215851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/meg-akarlak-kurni-debbie-szet-akarom.html' title='meg akarlak kurni, Debbie, szet akarom kurni a szoke pinadat! szetkurlak es mikozben beledelvezek, belenezek a nagy babaszemeidbe. hmm... imadom.'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116058577542180248</id><published>2006-10-11T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T09:56:16.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a pua-k szomor eletet fogom elni</title><content type='html'>Szomoru az eletem, mert elkezdem megerteni, hogyan lehet alomszep noket elcsabitani.&lt;br /&gt;Nem adhatom felszinre az erzelmeimet. Viszont idovel ez azt is fogja jelenteni, hogy uj&lt;br /&gt;erzelmi viselkedes alakul majd ki bennem. Eltunik a regi enem. Errol szol DDA-nak a&lt;br /&gt;deep inner game programja. Olyan lesz ez mint viz ala merulni. Felsz hogy tortenik veled&lt;br /&gt;valami, valami baj. Nem tudod, hogyan viselkedik az uj ened a novel. Eszreveszed, hogy&lt;br /&gt;flottul mennek a dolgok. Nem teljesen tudod hol a hatar. Olyan ez, mintha egy szemuveget&lt;br /&gt;kapnal, amivel lathatnad a masvilagot, egy uj dimenziot, az emberek gondolatait, a jovot.&lt;br /&gt;Azonban ez a szemuveg homalyos, neha kihagy. Nem mukodik teljesen biztonsagosan.&lt;br /&gt;Ezt figyelembe kell venni. Elkezdesz ennek az uj vilagnak megfeleloen cselekedni es remeled,&lt;br /&gt;hogy jobban jarsz, hogy a dologok jobban fognak mukodni, mintha a regi szemuveged alapjan&lt;br /&gt;megitelt vilagban cselekednel. Homalyos a szemuveg, de rajtad van. Eszreveszed, hogy ez&lt;br /&gt;egy magikus ero. De vigyazni kell vele, mert meg nem ismered. Elkezded kinyitni pandora&lt;br /&gt;szelencejet. Felsz. Tanulnod kell. Ez az egyetlen ut, ahogy tanulhatsz. Szep lassan. Probalkoznod&lt;br /&gt;kell. Kalibralnod kell. Ez a muveszet. A fejedbenvan az oriasi elmelet. Egy egyetemnek megfelelo,&lt;br /&gt;egy diplomanak megfelelo. Meg kell tanulnod alkalmazni ezt. Az eletben. Varazsolnod kell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116058577542180248?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116058577542180248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116058577542180248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116058577542180248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116058577542180248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/pua-k-szomor-eletet-fogom-elni.html' title='a pua-k szomor eletet fogom elni'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116057235313044191</id><published>2006-10-11T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T06:12:33.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on the chat. #pua channel</title><content type='html'>&lt;insidher&gt; Guys, I give here a short FR: I was in a bar yesterday, I met an 7.5 or 8, 183 tall, young, slim body, long legs, perfect ass, okey tits, okey face, german, we were making out after 20 minutes, i was gaming her a little bit, I was too tired to qualify, she was in front of my door and did not want to come in, and did not even give me her contact information. fuck. i was too tired to game, i become afc, she really turned me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insidher&gt;  on, fuck, now i am pissed off, one big lesson: never let others to control your emotions, you should control emotions of the others, always qualify and always connect, dont be afc, NEVER, pay attention to her comofort level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;somerandomguy&gt; umm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;somerandomguy&gt; sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;somerandomguy&gt; wow copypastage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ahsm&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insidher&gt; not copypaste, i was writing this for 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insidher&gt; into x-chat under linux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;somerandomguy&gt; k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;somerandomguy&gt; k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ahsm&gt; insidher, you use linux? respect&lt;br /&gt;* SomeRandomGuy jujitsus insidher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insidher&gt; I just wanted to write this down. Because I am sad about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;somerandomguy&gt; umm, get the fuck over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- shannobn has quit (Connection reset by peer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insidher&gt; it will last one or two days, but I learned a lesson and that is worth the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ahsm&gt; yes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116057235313044191?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116057235313044191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116057235313044191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116057235313044191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116057235313044191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-chat-pua-channel.html' title='on the chat. #pua channel'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116033598233787843</id><published>2006-10-08T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:33:02.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>patternek tomkelege</title><content type='html'>Hi Liefje,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;I am just wondering before you go to sleep and you think of your day&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, you will work, and during the day you may sometimes think that,&lt;br /&gt;oh well, I am working now and in some days, not so far away, I am going to&lt;br /&gt;meet him again, hmmm...., everything seems so easy, now, I feel energized,&lt;br /&gt;I can concentrate well on my carrier, for example on the talk with your&lt;br /&gt;boss, because I know that somebody is out there waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;   I remember times when I knew, everything was safe, I knew my place in&lt;br /&gt;the world and now I may think of someone who thinks of me right now and&lt;br /&gt;she thinks maybe the same. Somehow I began to recall these feelings when I&lt;br /&gt;met you and now I remember how I felt when I felt like this in the past,&lt;br /&gt;years ago. I am still amazed how fast things can happen and how suddenly&lt;br /&gt;all my emotions can change, hmmm... I am curios what is going to happen&lt;br /&gt;next?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;Je Schatje, Kilincs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116033598233787843?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116033598233787843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116033598233787843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116033598233787843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116033598233787843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/patternek-tomkelege.html' title='patternek tomkelege'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116032539862257429</id><published>2006-10-08T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T09:36:38.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gellert hill</title><content type='html'>Hey Schatje,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;I love the picture on the Gellert hill the best. I love Budapest. I can&lt;br /&gt;imagine you there were vividly. I used to stand there a lot where you made&lt;br /&gt;this picture. I loved that place, during my whole life. It woulde be very&lt;br /&gt;romantic to be there together. If I would have met you in Budapest, I&lt;br /&gt;would have brought you to the Gellert hill to see the sunset and maybe to&lt;br /&gt;make love. We would love that.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;Je Liefje, Kilincs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116032539862257429?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116032539862257429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116032539862257429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116032539862257429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116032539862257429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/gellert-hill.html' title='Gellert hill'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116031545614615025</id><published>2006-10-08T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T06:50:56.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>patternek tomkelege, szakitas utanra</title><content type='html'>Hi Viola,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I have overreacted the situation last time. Well, the reason I&lt;br /&gt;write now, is that two weeks ago I begun to like you. It is okay with me&lt;br /&gt;that we do not become lovers, if it is okay with you, too. There are&lt;br /&gt;reasons for this. You may wonder what explains this, so I tell it to you&lt;br /&gt;because I think we begun to develop some kind of friendship and intimacy&lt;br /&gt;with eachother and even if we loose intimacy it may be good not to loose&lt;br /&gt;friendship because we might have began to really like eachother. I had a&lt;br /&gt;hard decision to make before I went to Prague, I had to choose between you&lt;br /&gt;and my ex girlfriend. She contacted me one month ago to meet up for a&lt;br /&gt;coffee.  You may have seen her on one of my pictures, she has dark hair&lt;br /&gt;and big earrings and a nice smile. Long story short. I wanted to choose&lt;br /&gt;you because I felt that way, my feelings about you very more intense, now,&lt;br /&gt;after my emotions towards you have settled down and they begun to become&lt;br /&gt;more and more passionate again with Christina (she lives in Frankfurt) I&lt;br /&gt;see you now as good friend, because I can have only one person in my&lt;br /&gt;heart. I can imagine that I can still laugh with you because there is&lt;br /&gt;something about you what I really liked and I still like, however not in&lt;br /&gt;an intimate way anymore, if this is okay with you. I just love to jog with&lt;br /&gt;you, for some reason, and I like your smile. I have a little bit fragile&lt;br /&gt;personality, once it gets hurt by someone, it will never allow to happen&lt;br /&gt;that again and my heart opens up towards new directions and closes to the&lt;br /&gt;persons who hearted it, this is the reason why I will not try to seduce&lt;br /&gt;you anymore, because things feel different now. You may know this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;As a conclusion: I wrote this email, because I like you, you are&lt;br /&gt;intelligent, I respect you, I like your honest big baby eyes and I do not&lt;br /&gt;want to loose you as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;Bests,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilincs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116031545614615025?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116031545614615025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116031545614615025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116031545614615025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116031545614615025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/patternek-tomkelege-szakitas-utanra.html' title='patternek tomkelege, szakitas utanra'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116031156295660079</id><published>2006-10-08T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T05:46:22.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35</title><content type='html'>nem voltam benne biztos, hogy le akarom-e irni ezt a szamot, mert kezdem ugy erezni, hogy nem a&lt;br /&gt;szamok szamitanak.&lt;br /&gt;a sorrend nem biztos:&lt;br /&gt;1 juli&lt;br /&gt;2 molni&lt;br /&gt;3 andi, buszon szedtem fel&lt;br /&gt;4 szigetes szoke picsa, satorban hatulrolkurva&lt;br /&gt;5 reka&lt;br /&gt;6 adrienn&lt;br /&gt;7 fekete reka&lt;br /&gt;8 soproni picsa, akinek az anyja kamu beliszt gyartott&lt;br /&gt;9 picsa akit sopronban koleszban kurtam meg&lt;br /&gt;10 ujvarklubbos szoke csaj, trabantban kurva&lt;br /&gt;11 bevagottpinaju, rondafeju nagymellu, gyorsanelvezos osanya, zoldpardonban felszedve&lt;br /&gt;12 teves picsa, aki allitolag szuz volt&lt;br /&gt;13 17 eves picsa, mekdoneldszben dolgozott, reggel szedtem fel, parirol jovet&lt;br /&gt;14 szep arcu, de dagadt csaj, nemreg lattam a zp-ben, lefogyott, jol nez ki. szopatni jo volt, arra emlekszem.&lt;br /&gt;15 agi&lt;br /&gt;16 sepler&lt;br /&gt;17 kolumbiai&lt;br /&gt;18 (csak a fejere vertem) 21 eves, macskafogoban szedtem fel, magas&lt;br /&gt;19 jana (tegnap kurtam meg)&lt;br /&gt;20 debbie&lt;br /&gt;21 konferencias, extraronda picsa, na ezt felejtsem el bazmeg valahogy&lt;br /&gt;22 (mellerevertem) viola&lt;br /&gt;23 antonia&lt;br /&gt;24 buszmegalloban felszedett magas, szoke, talan agit csaltam vele, fasztudja&lt;br /&gt;25 agi v. dora?, magas barna, gombszemu, akivel az agit csaltam&lt;br /&gt;26 adrienn, akivel az agit csaltam, fodrasz&lt;br /&gt;27 csilla, akivel az agit csaltam, asszem csilla, egyiptomrol meselt&lt;br /&gt;28 rez, talan nem csaltam vele senkit, kolcsonautoval vittem haza csepelre&lt;br /&gt;29 harmincas&lt;br /&gt;30 a baratja v. volegenye lakasan megkurt magas barna, szeparcu, bokros teendoim vannak picsa&lt;br /&gt;31 roni&lt;br /&gt;32 lewit dora&lt;br /&gt;33 lewit dora elotti, alacsony, vastaghatu picsa, (berelt) lakasomon kurtam meg, zp-ben szedtem fel&lt;br /&gt;34 telefonkozpontos csaj, vagy ugyfelszolgalatos? magas, szoke, buddha bicsen szedtem fel&lt;br /&gt;35 zsuzsa, agit csaltam vele, de csak egy kicsit, balatonra mentunk, buddha bicsen szedtem fel&lt;br /&gt;36 konvyvelo picsa, buddha bicsen szedtem fel, ketszer kurtam meg, ugy nez ki minta a kosa&lt;br /&gt;37&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116031156295660079?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116031156295660079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116031156295660079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116031156295660079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116031156295660079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/35.html' title='35'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116021889845206031</id><published>2006-10-07T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T04:01:43.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liefje</title><content type='html'>Übermitteln Sie bei Sofortnachrichten niemals Ihr Kennwort oder Ihre Kreditkartennummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;hello liefje&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;hé baby!&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;did you feel yesterday something in your belly during the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;how do you know&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Video-Unterhaltung mit Debbie ...&lt;br /&gt;Auflegen (Alt+Q)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sie haben die Video-Unterhaltung abgebrochen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;i just tried the video phone&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;I don't have this stuff on my computer......&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;just say okey&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;just to try&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;but how did you know I felt something in my belly last night?&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;i can say that to you&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;you are romantical&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;and a wedding is very romantic thing&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;you might have remembered romantic times....&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;well I can tell you wat caused this belly feeling&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;tell me&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;it was not the wedding an sich&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;and not the couple an sich&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;but I was there having a good time&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;dancing, talking with friends, drinking etc etc&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;and I really wanted you to be with me at that moment&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;to share that with me&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;that was the belly feeling&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;well.... i can understand that&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;i was just looking up some site with urlaub&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;well.... the beaches were looking pritty good...&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;luxor&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;turkei&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;jamaica&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;that's Egypt isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;Caribean is great!&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;malta&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;mallorca?&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;jamaica is about 700 EURO 7 nights&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;that's pretty cheap&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;tunesien&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;www.lastminute.com&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;so you're leaving tomorrow, ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;i was just wondering how would that be ...&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;you mean leaving tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Jozsef sagt:&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Debbie sagt:&lt;br /&gt;maybe you should try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116021889845206031?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116014381507181586</id><published>2006-10-06T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T07:10:15.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116014381507181586?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116014381507181586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116014381507181586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116014381507181586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116014381507181586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116014042957043059</id><published>2006-10-06T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T06:13:50.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mijn gedachten glijden langzaam in je ziel.</title><content type='html'>tegnap 2 telefonszam es mara egy randi jott ossze.&lt;br /&gt;viola kidobott tegnap.&lt;br /&gt;amugy a tegnapi sarge-ot teljesen felvettem.&lt;br /&gt;akit erdekel az irjon emailt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-116013103428140664</id><published>2006-10-06T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T04:26:35.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ezt a patternt nezzetek meg, felelmetes</title><content type='html'>hé baby! Yes, you're right about missing each other, yes absolutely right. But it's also brain&lt;br /&gt;behaviour: when I think of you some moments are very sharp and I can see you clearly, I know what we were talking&lt;br /&gt;about, but some moments I allready forgot to my regret! But I forgot your smell and also your voice allready and&lt;br /&gt;the harder I think about it, the deeper it gets into my brain, the harder for me to catch that smell or hearing!&lt;br /&gt;I have a video of you in my computer but I found out that I don't have an audiocard in it, I have to fix that&lt;br /&gt;this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;You know what's funny: the last moment I saw you in Prague you weren't consciouss of that. I could look at you&lt;br /&gt;without you knowing that. There was this distance, but on the other hand it felt very intimate for me, also&lt;br /&gt;because I could still feel and smell you on my skin. We were in this taxi and I saw you in the hostel talking&lt;br /&gt;with the girl behind the desk and then you walked up the stairs to our room. I imagine that you got into our bed,&lt;br /&gt;still warm of our being together and fall asleep immediately.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;It's a good idea about calling. But I'll give my housenumber, it's much cheaper to call that than my mobile&lt;br /&gt;phone: 0031-30-XXXXXXX. But tonight I'm going to a wedding of a friend and tommorrow in the afternoon I'm leaving&lt;br /&gt;to Groningen to visit some friends and after that I'll be visiting my parents in Friesland. So I won't be home&lt;br /&gt;very much. I was thinking, maybe I should get skype?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;I'm curious to see your new baby blue sweater. I think it suits you, the clothes I saw in Prague I like very&lt;br /&gt;much, they suit you very much. Je liefje, Debbie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-116013103428140664?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/116013103428140664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=116013103428140664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116013103428140664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/116013103428140664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/ezt-patternt-nezzetek-meg-felelmetes.html' title='ezt a patternt nezzetek meg, felelmetes'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115987110386388848</id><published>2006-10-03T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T03:25:04.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>egyebkent ket kormoment feketer festettem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-115987110386388848?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/115987110386388848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=115987110386388848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115987110386388848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115987110386388848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/egyebkent-ket-kormoment-feketer.html' title='egyebkent ket kormoment feketer festettem'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115987103739133471</id><published>2006-10-03T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T03:23:57.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ugylatszik nyomtam sok attraction stuffot de keves connectiont fantasztikus... i love this.... tanulok ember tanolok</title><content type='html'>Hey Kilincs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while you were gone, I came to realize some things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you and me, this is only about sexual attraction, not a good base for something serious. Now staying at your place feels unreal, like a fantasy that I&lt;br /&gt;woke up from without feeling that I want go back there some time. I think my attraction has cooled off by now.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't get along with people like you who seem to change their personality every time I meet them. If I become friends with people I want to understand&lt;br /&gt;what they think and I just don't understand you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I really don't think that there is any reason from my part why we should hang out again. It was a good experience but I think we are too different in&lt;br /&gt;what we want and what we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to talk about this (not on the phone, I hate that, maybe meet somewhere), we can, but I just wanted to let you know how I feel about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-115987103739133471?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/115987103739133471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=115987103739133471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115987103739133471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115987103739133471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/ugylatszik-nyomtam-sok-attraction.html' title='ugylatszik nyomtam sok attraction stuffot de keves connectiont fantasztikus... i love this.... tanulok ember tanolok'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115987078313144515</id><published>2006-10-03T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T03:19:43.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leckere haupje</title><content type='html'>magyarul : finom falat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ezt hallottam egy holland notol 1000 szer.&lt;br /&gt;adtam neki cserebe ezer csokot, vagy meg tobbet.&lt;br /&gt;lehet hogy tenyleg pua leszek? valami tortenik velem.&lt;br /&gt;amugy ezeket a sorokat most pragabol irom, a czechh inn&lt;br /&gt;bol. magas szoke. vekony. hmmm... vajon a violaval lesz valami&lt;br /&gt;marburgban meg? ha lesz jo, ha nem akkor pua vagyok. &lt;br /&gt;a lany maglatogat engem  het mulva. marburgban. 3 napja kellett&lt;br /&gt;volna repulnom de maradtam, miatta. ma ejjeli vonattal megyek. &lt;br /&gt;sokat tanultam. rajottem, hogy nem kell attol paraznom, hogy nem &lt;br /&gt;fognak szeretni  nok. mert a nok ugy szeretnek engem ahogy vagyok.&lt;br /&gt;egyszeruen csak magamat kell adnom. persze ehhez kellett 130 gigabajt&lt;br /&gt;pickup cucc. es.. by the way. i am szomoru now mert a viola ki akar rugni.&lt;br /&gt;ket dolog van: 1  pua vagyok ketto nem akarok vanitiszt, harom orulok ennek&lt;br /&gt;mert ebbol is csak tanulhatok. amugy mar irtam is neki egy valaszpatternt.&lt;br /&gt;reggelire buwisert ittam. arrol nem is beszelve hogy leszek meg 7 orat &lt;br /&gt;pragaban, szoval felszedhetek meg egy modellt. interesting. i think i am &lt;br /&gt;going to love to become a pua. i am sad and glad at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-115987078313144515?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/115987078313144515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=115987078313144515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115987078313144515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115987078313144515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/10/leckere-haupje.html' title='leckere haupje'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115901237043505472</id><published>2006-09-23T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T04:52:52.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>viloanak mellerevertem ma tizkor</title><content type='html'>hat mit mondjak?&lt;br /&gt;orulok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amugy nem nagy cucc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugy latszik kezdem erteni a temat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viszont felek hogy vanitiszem lesz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gyorsan megneztem utana egy pornofilmet, ugy hogy a matrica a kepernyore volt ragasztva: SZOLITS LE NOKET !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lehet, hogy lefogok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tegnap is lattam egy kiraly szoket a tgutban es nem szolitottam le. atkoztam magam. miert nem szolitottam le? mert nem volt openerem, nem volt attraction rutinom es nem volt kioldogzva a fejemben egy close. de ha legalabb egy opener lett volna, akkor talan mutathattom volna valamit a szemelyisegembol es az o valaszait felerosithettem volna. az elso tiz percben nem kell mas mint hook, bemutatkozas, attraction, ami illusion es egy szuggesztio egy klozra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-115901237043505472?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/115901237043505472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=115901237043505472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115901237043505472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115901237043505472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/09/viloanak-mellerevertem-ma-tizkor.html' title='viloanak mellerevertem ma tizkor'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115874643556614912</id><published>2006-09-20T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T03:00:36.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alig birok most a blogomba irni</title><content type='html'>mert a kepernyo kozepere ragasztottam egy matricat, ezzel a felirattal : szolits le noket ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lenyeg hogy egyszeruek maradjunk es figyeljunk a logisztikara es a logisztika elso lepese az ez. plusz motivacionak kivalo. minden nap legalabb 100 szor elolvasom, mert 5-8 orat ulok egy nap gep elott. minden 2. percben elolvasom. ez orankent 30. szorozva 5-el... = 150. de ez csak egy also becsles volt. mert naponta inkabb 500 szor olvasom el.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duxgn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-115874643556614912?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/115874643556614912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=115874643556614912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115874643556614912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115874643556614912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/09/alig-birok-most-blogomba-irni.html' title='alig birok most a blogomba irni'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115867931498049750</id><published>2006-09-19T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T08:21:55.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>attraction isn't a choice</title><content type='html'>ez igaz. de hogy a baszas az egy choice az viszont biztos.&lt;br /&gt;meg egy randi is choice. ha nincsen sok ertelme, akkor nem &lt;br /&gt;mesz el randizni. ugyanis el tudod donteni, hogy hmmm... most&lt;br /&gt;baszok ezzel a csavoval vagy nem? logikusan. viszont, ha van&lt;br /&gt;attraction, ami nem egy choice, akkor az segithet, viszont &lt;br /&gt;onmagaban az attraction az semmi. az meg akar veszelyes is lehet&lt;br /&gt;a tul sok attraction. ugy erzem, hogy a logikus palyakra kell raalnom&lt;br /&gt;ugyanis minden no kurva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-115867931498049750?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/115867931498049750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=115867931498049750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115867931498049750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115867931498049750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/09/attraction-isnt-choice.html' title='attraction isn&apos;t a choice'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115858227031581100</id><published>2006-09-18T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T05:24:30.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>elkezdtem hangos naplot kesziteni</title><content type='html'>Lehet h. csinalok majd egy weboldalt, ahova felteszem mp3-ban az elmelkedeseimet, esetleg azt is, hogy hogyan szedek fel egy not. A csajozas az munka. Meg kell erte dolgozni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-115858227031581100?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/115858227031581100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=115858227031581100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115858227031581100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115858227031581100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/09/elkezdtem-hangos-naplot-kesziteni.html' title='elkezdtem hangos naplot kesziteni'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115817426187732110</id><published>2006-09-13T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:04:22.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>minden a regi</title><content type='html'>semmi nem valtozik csak en leszek egyre lasssabb es lassabb es lassabb...&lt;br /&gt;vagy megtanulok hipnotizalni? viszont uj otletem van:&lt;br /&gt;a seduction az egyszerre illuzio es tanulas &lt;br /&gt;es meg ez a ket dolog is nagyon osszefugg.&lt;br /&gt;az illuziot, az az amikor egy bizonyos fajta informacio kerul a birtokunkban.&lt;br /&gt;a tanulas az, amikor az informacio birtokaban bizonyos dolgok, viselkedesmintak,&lt;br /&gt;erzelmek, attitudok kialakulnak bennunk.&lt;br /&gt;peldaul: tanulas az, amikor azt valaszolom a noknek, hogy titok, amikor megkerdezik, hogy honnan jottem. mert ezaltal megtanuljak azt, hogy amikor velem vannak, akkor kivancsiak lesznek es tobbet akarnak tolem kapni, beteljesitetlen lesz a vagyuk es eloszor kezdik el erezni azt, hogy meg akarnak tolem valamit kapni, azt a picike darab informaciot es pont ez az az erzes az, amikor otthagytam az agit es o ezek utan rajott, hogy szerelmes belem. ez egy tanitas. es egy illuzio is egyben. mert bizonyos fajta pasik csinaljak csak ezt, azok, akik megengedhetik maguknak, hogy szivassak a gyonyoru noket, akik nem hodolnak be rogton nekik, ez tehat egyben illuzio es egyben tanitas is. huh. profundo nem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-115817426187732110?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/115817426187732110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=115817426187732110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115817426187732110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115817426187732110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/09/minden-regi.html' title='minden a regi'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115805863438103850</id><published>2006-09-12T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T03:57:14.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zongora az utcan</title><content type='html'>megyek fel az utcan, csavo balra tolem zongorazik, bohoc van a zongorajanak az oldalan, bezbolsapkaban nyomja, del van, tuz a nap, valami nagyon komoly zenet jatszik, mentem 10 metert es megalltam, komoly zenet jatszott, vissza akartam menni, hogy megkerdezzem mi az, de ugy ereztem, hogy mar ideje eltemetni az agit. kisbetuvel. ez is a temetes resze. az erzelmeim melyek voltak, nagyon melyek, nagyon eroteljesek, ugy sajnalom, hogy en olcso trukkokkel ugyenezeket a mely erzelmeket, amit akkor ereztem az agieknal a foldszinten, amikor a kutyajuk is ott ult es o zongorazott, ezeket az erzelmeket, olcso trukkokkel kivaltom a nokbol, szerelmesek lesznek belem, eleg csak egy ket buveszmutatvanyt mutatnom amivel felkeltem a kivancsisagukat satobbi. amugy megvalami. ha ezeket a sorokat elolvastad, talan az agi is, akkor rajohettel, hogy nekem az agi, soha budos eletbe ehhez hasonlot nem mondott, meg 3 betut sem, csak annyit, hogy szeretlek. igaz, hogy zongorazott, jo volt a humora es okos volt, de bazmeg, hogy legyek valakibe szerelmes, aki nem valt ki belolem erzelmeket, elolvasod ezt a gyeng par sort, amit most csipobol leirtam, meg se terveztem, max egy kis ihlet van benne es maris milyen mely erzelmi hullamvasuton mesz keresztul? lehet, hogy megsem vagyok olcso? lehet, hogy kuloleges vagyok? lehet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13282939-115805863438103850?l=kilincs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/feeds/115805863438103850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13282939&amp;postID=115805863438103850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115805863438103850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13282939/posts/default/115805863438103850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kilincs.blogspot.com/2006/09/zongora-az-utcan.html' title='zongora az utcan'/><author><name>kilincs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10938511632869690666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13282939.post-115805815125471572</id><published>2006-09-12T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T03:49:11.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oneitisem one</title><content type='html'>Heute regiert der Müllwart&lt;br /&gt;Deutschlands ältestes Studentenwohnheim wird 475 Jahre alt. In der einstigen Pfarrerschmiede in Marburg herrscht Basisdemokratie Von Manuel J. Hartung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wer die Geschichte der Hessischen Stipendiatenanstalt in Marburg, des Collegium Philippinum erzählen will, muss zwei Geschichten erzählen. Eine ganz alte und eine ziemlich neue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die alte ist rasch erzählt: 1529 forderte Philipp von Hessen die Städte und Flecken seines Herrschaftsgebietes auf, Studenten nach Marburg zu schicken und mit einem Stipendium von 15 Gulden zu versehen. 1546 zogen die Studenten in ein Wohnheim im Marburger Kugelhaus. Das wurde 1811 abgerissen. Zwar gab es danach noch Stipendiaten, doch bezogen sie erst zum Sommersemester 1946 wieder für längere Zeit ein festes Domizil, als sie den Marstall des Marburger Schlosses in Beschlag nahmen. Hier, unter der illustren Adresse "Schloss 4, 35037 Marburg" leben noch heute 39 Stipendiaten - in einem Haus mit grob behauenen Steinen, einer mächtigen Pforte mit vier Säulen und Löwenköpfen, hoch über der Stadt, mit Blick auf die Elisabethkirche und auf die Oberstadt, in der sich Fachwerkhäuser nebeneinander drängen. Im Juni feiert das Wohnschloss sein 475-jähriges Bestehen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obschon das Collegium als "weitere Einrichtung" der Marburger Universität gilt - genauso wie das Uni-Museum oder das Sprachenzentrum -, ist es eng verbunden mit dem Protestantismus: Früher war die Stipendiatenanstalt eine Kaderschmiede für Pfarrer. Heute steht das Wohnheim Studenten aller Konfessionen, Studiengänge und Nationalitäten offen. Noch nicht einmal gute Noten spielen eine Rolle. Doch ein besonderes Büchergeld können fast ausschließlich Protestanten bekommen; der Ephorus, der oberste Hausherr, ist ein Theologieprofessor, die evangelische Kirche ernennt zudem einen jungen Pfarrer zum Repetenten. Früher sollte er Latein- und Griechischvokabeln wiederholen, heute ist der Repetent Lars Hillebold, 32, eher Geschäftsführer, Ober-Hausmeister und Seelentröster in einem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anzeige &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An dieser Stelle muss man anfangen, die neue Geschichte zu erzählen. Denn so wie die Satzung des Heimes, das Regulativ von 1849, kürzlich durch eine neue abgelöst wurde, so wie in der Bibliothek des Collegiums neben der Theologischen Enzyklopädie auch der Schönfelder steht, so wie seit 1973 auch Frauen in der Anstalt leben, so atmet die ganze Stipendiatenanstalt den Geist der siebziger Jahre - den Geist von Selbstverwaltung, Mitbestimmung und Basisdemokratie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Stipendiatenanstalt ist eine große Wohngemeinschaft, in der alle Alltagspflichten institutionalisiert sind: Es gibt drei Müllwarte, die die beiden Kisten mit leeren Flaschen im Schlossflur - ehemals gefüllt mit Sekt von Freixenet, Wodka von Zaradka und Gin vom Discounter - eigentlich wegtragen sollten. Es gibt einen Bier-, einen Sport- und einen Computerwart. Einer kümmert sich auch um den schönsten Teil des Wohnheims, den Paradiesgarten, den niemand anderes betreten kann. Wer den Abwasch macht, kann entscheiden, ob er nun lieber "informell" spült oder "formell". Und wer eine Party veranstalten will, muss dafür eine Mehrheit in der montäglichen "Ha-Vau", der Hausversammlung bekommen, notfalls mit einer Kampfabstimmung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neben dem gemeinsamen Mittagstisch ist diese Versammlung der Mittelpunkt des Lebens. Hier entscheidet die Hausgemeinschaft, wer einziehen darf. Dreißig Leute haben sich beim letzten Mal um vier Plätze beworben. Ein Zimmer kostet bloß 74 bis 124 Euro. Drei Wahlgänge brauchte es, bis die neuen Mitbewohner feststanden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 der 39 Bewohner sitzen an diesem Montag in der "Ha-Vau". Zehn von ihnen tragen Birkenstock, manche Mädchen trinken Karamalz oder Meistermalz, ein Junge hat ein Becks unter dem Stuhl stehen, ein anderer ein Jever. Eine Glocke bimmelt: Sitzungsbeginn. Erster Antrag: Eine Bewohnerin will mit ihrem Hebräischkurs eine Cocktailparty veranstalten. Sie will dafür einen Raum haben und verspricht, um halb eins die Musik leise zu drehen. Abstimmung, zwei enthalten sich, der Rest ist dafür. Ein Paar, es hat sich im Collegium lieben gelernt, will im Sommer heiraten und einen Raum für die Party. Auch den gewährt die Versammlung, obwohl der Antrag nicht fristgerecht eingereicht war, wie der Bräutigam in Birkenstocks gesteht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auch Viola Rosche trägt im Winter Sandalen und trinkt Malzbier. Sie ist 21, studiert Englisch und Geografie und findet es "ganz genial, dass man hier so unterschiedliche Leute kennen lernt". Das muss sie sagen, denn sie ist gewählte Tutorin, so etwas wie die Sprecherin der Anstalt. Und sie muss heute durch die "Ha-Vau" führen. Nach den Anträgen steht "Ämter-Feedback" auf der Tagesordnung, und Viola Rosche liest aus einem Ordner mit vielen Zetteln vor, auf die jeder etwas schreiben konnte über den Bierwart oder den Müllwart oder seine Mitbewohner. Meistens ist das ziemlich nett. "Schön ist das Eingehen auf Produktwünsche", heißt es etwa. Manchmal ist es auch mahnend: "Die Ordnung könnte besser sein." Und einmal steht da auch was von "Pizzakarton-Arschlöchern". Viola Rosche liest schnell vor, sie leiert ein bisschen. "Die Sachen kommen von der Betonung falsch rüber", klagt eine Birkenstock-Trägerin im dicken Wollpulli. Ihre Sitznachbarin pflichtet ihr nickend bei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viola Rosche zieht die Augenbrauen hoch und sagt: "Also, ich hab das nicht zehnmal vorher vorlesen geübt." Die Birkenstock-Trägerin besteht darauf, dass das richtige Verständnis wichtig sei, und fordert deutlicheres Vorlesen ein. "Es ist doch nicht so wichtig", ruft plötzlich Gordian Schweitzer dazwischen, "dass das in jambischen Hexametern vorgetragen wird." Ein paar Jungs lachen, einige Mädchen schauen Gordian streng an. Die Birkenstock-Trägerin lenkt ein: "Ich wollte Viola nicht persönlich angreifen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gordian Schweitzer, der Zwischenrufer, ist 28 Jahre alt, studiert Geschichte und ist Collegiat in der zweiten Generation; schon sein Vater hat im Schloss gewohnt, von 1968 bis 1972. "Die Basisdemokratie kann ganz schön anstrengend sein", sagt er. Nichtsdestoweniger gefällt ihm gerade der Geist der Mitbestimmung. "Es ist anders als in einer Verbindung: Wir sind eben keine Einrichtung zur Förderung des Protektionismus mit Füchsen und diesem ganzen Quatsch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meistgelesene Artikel des Tages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Echolot: Nie wieder Dieter? » &lt;br /&gt;Internet: Die anarchische Wiki-Welt » &lt;br /&gt;Gesundheitsreform: Völlig verrannt » &lt;br /&gt;Beliebteste Galerien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/11: Engelsfedern in New York » &lt;br /&gt;Gothic: Sonne macht albern » &lt;br /&gt;Als sonderlich privilegiert empfindet sich Schweitzer auch nicht, trotz der illustren Adresse auf seinem Briefkopf: "Mitten im Winter fällt die Heizung aus, acht Leute teilen sich Bad und Küche - besondere Annehmlichkeiten sind das nicht."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die "Schlosser", wie manche in Marburg sagen, seien eine besondere Gemeinschaft, findet der Student: Es gibt viele Pärchen, die Bewohner fahren zusammen in den Urlaub, und ganz am Anfang ihrer Schlosszeit schlafen auch zwei Collegiaten in einem Zimmer. An vielen Mittwochabenden reden die Stipendiaten mit prominenten Besuchern, Fernsehpfarrer Jürgen Fliege etwa oder Marburger Politikern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchmal überschneiden sich aber auch die alte und die junge Geschichte. Dann, wenn Gordian Schweitzer daran denken muss, wer wohl vor Jahrzehnten in seinem Zimmer gewohnt hat. Dann, wenn die Bewohner mal wieder in ihr Regulativ schauen müssen, weil eine so genannte Präsentationsstadt einen Bewohner für die Anstalt vorschlägt, einer der Flecken und Orte, die Philipp von Hessen aufgefordert hatte, Studenten nach Marburg zu entsenden. Dann, wenn die neuen Mitbewohner eine Art Initiationsritus durchstehen müssen: Früher mussten die Neuen in eine mit Eis gefüllte Wanne steigen, heute machen sie "Geschicklichkeitsspiele bei einem bunten Abend", wie Gordian Schweitzer sagt. Einmal mussten die Neuen Marburg nachbauen, einmal einen giftgrünen Trank runterkippen. 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