„Clinton a mintit. Un barbat poate uita unde parcheaza sau chiar unde locuieste, dar nu uita niciodata o partida de sex oral, indiferent cat de nereusita a fost.”

A fost o alegere usoara. Alain Delon este o legenda vie iar Eau Sauvage este un mare clasic al parfumeriei frantuzesti”. „Am ales fotografia din 1966 pentru ca este anul in care a fost lansat parfumul. Imaginea sa nu a imbatranit si ne va permite sa atingem si segmentul barbatilor ce si-l amintesc pe Delon din acea epoca, dar si pe tineri, care vor fi impresionati de aerul nesupus si impertinent”, au declarat oficialii Dior. Eau Sauvage este unul dintre cele mai bine vandute parfumuri masculine in Franta. De la lansarea sa s-au vandut peste 80 de milioane de sticle.

Using some impressive skills with tilt-shift photography and filming he pumps out videos and pictures that present the illusion of miniatures brought to life. In this video Keith Loutit got to film a rescue training session with the Westpac Rescue Helicopter Service.

COSTELLO: I Think I Need a Computer.
ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you?
COSTELLO: Thanks. I’m setting up an office in my den and I’m thinking about buying a computer.
ABBOTT: Mac?
COSTELLO: No, the name’s Lou.
ABBOTT: Your computer?
COSTELLO: I don’t own a computer, I want to buy one.

Pe patul de moarte sta intins un mos de 80 de ani, sot, tata, bunic, strabunic. I se apropie sfarsitul si de jur imprejurul patului sta toata familia: sotia, toti copiii si toti nepotii si cativa stranepoti. Toti asteptau in liniste si deodata batranul se trezeste si spune:

A doctor in Dublin wanted to get off work and go fishing, so he approached his assistant. ‘Murphy, I am going fishing tomorrow and don’t want to close the clinic. I want you to take care of the clinic and take care of all me patients’.
‘Yes, sir!’ answers Murphy.
The doctor goes fishing and returns the following day and asks

A Londoner parks his brand new Porsche in front of the office to show it off to his colleagues. As he’s getting out of the car, a lorry comes speeding along too close to the kerb and takes off the door before zooming off. More than a little distraught, the Londoner grabs his mobile and calls the police.
Five minutes later, the police arrive. Before the policeman has a chance to ask any questions, the man starts screaming hysterically: ‘My Porsche, my beautiful silver Porsche is ruined. No matter how long it’s at the panel beaters it’ll simply never be the same again!’
After the man finally finishes his rant, the policeman shakes his head in disgust. ‘I can’t believe how materialistic you bloody Londoners are,’ he says. ‘You lot are so focused on your possessions that you don’t notice anything else in your life.’
‘How can you say such a thing at a time like this?’ sobs the Porsche owner.
The policeman replies, ‘Didn’t you realise that your right arm was torn off when the truck hit you.’
The Londoner looks down in horror. ‘F***ING HELL!’ he screams … ‘Where’s my Rolex?’