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Ce que veulent les femmes ...

Par cangvi le 21/11/2001 à 11:22:00 (#194498)

Quoique qu'on en dise, ce dessin résume tout.

Le vieil adage "la femme est l'avenir de l'homme" n'est plus.
En fait, il vaut mieux dire "l'homme est l'esclave de la femme".

Vous savez quoi ? Je pense qu'on aime ça de toute façon !.

http://www.multimania.com/cangvi/prohibited.jpg

Par Benedyct le 21/11/2001 à 11:51:00 (#194499)

tiens Royo est encore passé par là...

Par cangvi le 21/11/2001 à 14:11:00 (#194500)

Débat lancé par Benedyct:
tiens Royo est encore passé par là... ;)


Tu m'étonnes !

J'adore ce qu'il fait (surtout le côté dénudé de ses dessins :D ).

Par Benedyct le 21/11/2001 à 15:03:00 (#194501)

hummm, ce doit être le cas de beaucoup de monde ;)

Mais bon, inutile de disserter sur les talents d'un maître...

Perso j'aime bien Brom aussi, et je le prouve :D

http://www.bromart.com/gallery/DarkPast/images/Autumn1.jpg


Mais il y en a d'autres (heureusement...)

Par Benedyct le 22/11/2001 à 9:16:00 (#194502)

Tiens en passant, un petit texte du Bob...comme souvent le coté cabalistique de la chose fait écho aux univers que nous traversons...


'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

Bob Dylan "Shelter from the storm"

Par Jet le 22/11/2001 à 17:30:00 (#194503)

ah je croyais qu'on m'avait appelé mais non...

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