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domingo, 15 de novembro de 2009

Nível 1

Faz agora precisamente 1 ano que eu passava pelas brasas numa sala de espera, quando uma enfermeira on cafeine chama por mim para me parabenizar. Estremunhado e sem saber o que viria a seguir, passa para as minhas mãos o agora popular gel desinfectante, para me apresentar um mini-homem de olhos muito abertos e um gorro, que habitava já os arredores da mama da mãe não fosse o diabo tecê-las. Tudo aconteceu muito rapidamente, só umas horas, uma soneca e alguns mails depois é que teria o primeiro confronto a sós com este boneco que está desde então à minha guarda.

Terminámos agora o primeiro nível (the first is the hardest?), aniquilámos gigantes, anões (mas com um power do camandro), apanhámos uns quantos power-ups, e o personagem adquiriu os poderes do deslocamento furioso e da mastigação. Tem sido uma experiência intensa, pelo necessário envolvimento no jogo e por ser "something completely diferent" (a referida enfermeira podia perfeitamente ser o John Cleese, numa secretária em cima duma carrinha de caixa aberta a entregar-me o bebé). Partilho isto com todos para que possam ganhar o respectivo bónus.

Vamos para o nível 2.

sexta-feira, 1 de fevereiro de 2008

Indignação Geral

Bom dia.

Como alguns de vós saberão, eu sou dono do meu banco. Ontem fui lá falar com os meus empregados, os do meu banco, e a coisa não correu bem. Apesar de me terem dado argumentos lógicos para justificar uma, a meu ver, negligência e total desinteresse pela minha satisfação enquanto dono do banco, continuo a achar que a sua lógica é diferente da minha.

Hoje estou menos lixado do que ontem, infelizmente. Apesar de tudo, ontem estava mais capaz de ir lá partir aquela merda toda. Tristemente hoje estou mais sossegado e já consigo pensar em outras coisas para além disto. Já consigo pensar que os meus empregados lá teriam as suas razões para me obrigarem a pagar novamente por um serviço que foi mal feito desde início... elá, está a voltar a vontade!

Afortunadamente não fui sozinho, como já ia a caminho do banco, muito, mas mesmo muito indignado, pedi à pessoa que me acompanhou que secretamente filmasse tudo o que se iria passar, para fazer prova no futuro.

Eis aqui a minha tentativa de obter uma resposta para o sucedido:

quarta-feira, 30 de janeiro de 2008

Spam

segunda-feira, 21 de janeiro de 2008

My Brain Hurts




























Mais t-shirts aqui.

quinta-feira, 6 de dezembro de 2007

quarta-feira, 11 de julho de 2007

Amanhecer













[brian wakes up naked next to judith, he gets up, walks to the window, and opens the shutter, exposing himself to all]
FOLLOWERS
Look! There he is! The Chosen One has woken!
[slams shutter closed] Brian sees crowd
[bam bam bam bam]
MANDY
Brian!
[bam bam bam bam bam]
BRIAN
Huuh. Hooh. Ooh! Mother. Ooh. Ha--
MANDY
Brian!
BRIAN
Hang on, mother! Shhh.
[clllunk]
Hello, mother.
MANDY
Don't you 'hello mother' me. What are all those people doing out there?!
BRIAN
Oh. Well-- well, I, uh--
MANDY
Come on! What have you been up to, my lad?!
BRIAN
Well, uh, I think they must have popped by for something.
MANDY
'Popped by'?! 'Swarmed by', more like! There's a multitude out there!
BRIAN
Mm, they-- they started following me yesterday.












MANDY
Well, they can stop following you right now.
[opens shutter and addresses followers]
Now, stop following my son! You ought to be ashamed of yourselves.
FOLLOWERS
The Messiah! The Messiah! Show us the Messiah!
MANDY
The who?
FOLLOWERS
The Messiah! Crowd
MANDY
Huh, there's no Messiah in here. There's a mess, all right, but no Messiah. Now, go away!
FOLLOWERS
Brian! Brian!
MANDY
Right, my lad. What have you been up to?
BRIAN
Nothing, Mum. Um--
MANDY
Come on. Out with it.
BRIAN
Well, they think I'm the Messiah, Mum.
[smack]
MANDY
Now, what have you been telling them?
BRIAN
Nothing! I only--
MANDY
You're only making it worse for yourself.
BRIAN
Look! I can explain! I--
[smack]
JUDITH
[entering naked] No! Let me explain, Mrs. Cohen!
MANDY
Who-- Judith
JUDITH
Your son is a born leader. Those people out there are following him because they believe in him, Mrs. Cohen. They believe he can give them hope-- hope of a new life, a new world, a better future!
MANDY
Who's that?!
BRIAN
Oh! That's... Judith, Mum. Judith. Mother. Hmm.
[smack]
Aaaah!
FOLLOWERS
The Messiah! The Messiah!
MANDY
Ooooh.












FOLLOWERS
Show us the Messiah! The Messiah! The Messiah! Show us the Messiah!
MANDY
Now, you listen here! He's not the Messiah. He's a very naughty boy! Now, go away!
FOLLOWERS
Who are you?!
MANDY
I'm his mother. That's who.
FOLLOWERS
Behold His mother! Behold His mother! Hail to thee, mother of Brian! Blessed art thou, Hosanna! All praise to thee, now and always!
MANDY
Ohhh, now, don't think you can get around me like that. He's not coming out, and that's my final word. Now, shove off!
FOLLOWERS
No!
MANDY
Did you hear what I said?
FOLLOWERS
Yes!
MANDY
Oh, I see. It-- it's like that, is it?
FOLLOWERS
Yes!
MANDY
Ohh. Oh, all right, then. You can see him for one minute, but not one second more. Do you understand?
FOLLOWERS
Yes.
MANDY
Promise?
FOLLOWERS
Well, all right.
MANDY
All right. Here he is, then. Come on, Brian. Come and talk to them.
BRIAN
But, Mum. Judith.
MANDY
Now, leave that Welsh tart alone.
BRIAN
But I don't really want to, Mum.
FOLLOWERS
Brian! Brian! Brian!...
BRIAN
Good morning.
FOLLOWERS
A blessing! A blessing! A blessing!...
BRIAN
No. No, please! Please! Please listen. I've got one or two things to say.
FOLLOWERS
Tell us. Tell us both of them.
BRIAN
Look. You've got it all wrong. You don't need to follow me. You don't need to follow anybody! You've got to think for yourselves. You're all individuals!
FOLLOWERS
Yes, we're all individuals!
BRIAN
You're all different! Brian addresses the Crowd
FOLLOWERS
Yes, we are all different!
DENNIS
I'm not.
ARTHUR
Shhhh.
FOLLOWERS
Shh. Shhhh. Shhh.












BRIAN
You've all got to work it out for yourselves!
FOLLOWERS
Yes! We've got to work it out for ourselves!
BRIAN
Exactly!
FOLLOWERS
Tell us more!
BRIAN
No! That's the point! Don't let anyone tell you what to do! Otherwise-- Ow! No!
MANDY
Come on, Brian. That's enough. That's enough.
FOLLOWERS
Oooooh. That wasn't a minute!
MANDY
Oh, yes, it was.
FOLLOWERS
Oh, no, it wasn't!
MANDY
Now, stop that, and go away!
YOUTH
Excuse me. Mandy Addresses the Crowd
MANDY
Yes?
YOUTH
Are you a virgin?
MANDY
I beg your pardon!
YOUTH
Well, if it's not a personal question, are you a virgin?
MANDY
'If it's not a personal question'? How much more personal can you get? Now, piss off!
[slams shutter]
YOUTH
She is.
FOLLOWERS
Yeah. Must be. She is. Definitely...
[a few minutes later brian leaves through the front door]
CROWD
Ooh. Oh! Oooh...
REG
'Morning, Saviour.
CROWD
[yelling]
WOMAN
Lay Your hands on me. Quick!
FRANCIS
Now, don't jostle the Chosen One, please.
BABY
[crying]
REG
Don't push that baby in the Saviour's face. You've got till later.
GREGORY
I say. I say, could He just see my wife? She has a headache.
REG
She'll have to wait, I'm afraid.
GREGORY
It's very bad, and we've got a luncheon appointment.
REG
Look, the lepers are queuing.
REGORY
Her brother-in-law is the ex-mayor of Gath, you know.
REG
Uh, Brian, can I introduce the gentleman who's letting us have the Mounts on Sunday?
MR. PAPADOPOULOS
Hello.
FRANCIS
Don't push!
REG
And keep the noise down, please! Those possessed by devils, try and keep them under control a bit, can't you? Incurables, you'll just have to wait for a few minutes. Um, women taken in sin, line up against that wall, will you?












JUDITH
Brian? Brian, you were fantastic!
BRIAN
You weren't so bad yourself.
JUDITH
No, what you said just now-- it was quite extraordinary.
BRIAN
What? Oh, that. Was it?
JUDITH
We don't need any leaders. You're so right. Reg has been dominating us for too long.
BRIAN
Well, yes. Judith and Brian
JUDITH
It needed saying, and you said it, Brian.
BRIAN
You're... very attractive.
JUDITH
It's our revolution! We can all do it together!
BRIAN
I think-- I think--
JUDITH
We're all behind you, Brian. The revolution is in your hands!
BRIAN
What? No! That's not what I meant at all!
CENTURION
You're fuckin' nicked, me old beauty. Right.
[whap whap whap whap whap]
[smack]
Stop it.


in Life of Brian, Monty Python

terça-feira, 10 de julho de 2007

Eu não sou o messias!














BRIAN
I'm not the Messiah!
ARTHUR
I say You are, Lord, and I should know. I've followed a few.
FOLLOWERS
Hail Messiah!
BRIAN
I'm not the Messiah! Will you please listen? I am not the Messiah, do you understand?! Honestly!
GIRL
Only the true Messiah denies His divinity.
BRIAN
What?! Well, what sort of chance does that give me? All right! I am the Messiah!
FOLLOWERS
He is! He is the Messiah!
BRIAN
Now, fuck off!
[stunned silence]
ARTHUR
How shall we fuck off, O Lord?
BRIAN
Oh, just go away! Leave me alone.
SIMON
You told these people to eat my juniper berries. You break my bloody foot. You break my vow of silence, and then you try and clean up on my juniper bushes!
BRIAN
Oh, lay off!
ARTHUR
This is the Messiah, the Chosen One!
SIMON
No, he's not.
BRIAN
Aaaagh!
ARTHUR
An unbeliever!
FOLLOWERS
An unbeliever!
ARTHUR
Persecute! Kill the heretic!
[they pick up simon and carry him away]
FOLLOWERS
Kill the heretic! Kill him! Persecute! Kill!...
BRIAN
Leave him alone! Leave him alone! Leave him alone. Put him down. Please!
JUDITH
Brian?
BRIAN
Judith?


in Life of Brian, Monty Python