An elderly Albanian couple is sitting in their dark flat in Pristina. The electricity is out, yet again, and they are sitting in front of a blank television, lights out, food beginning to rot in the refrigerator which isn't running, no hot water, and certainly no cooking to do. They are just sitting there, wondering what to do next when all of the sudden, the crackle of electricity is heard when the lights begin to flicker. The television comes to life, the hum of the refrigerator can be heard and the water heater starts up.

The old man looks at his wife and says „Honey, get my gun. The Serbs are back.”

Prije nego odgovoriš na moj post molim lijepo pročitaj moj potpis
              Ja se ovdje uglavnom dobrano zajevavam!

Ignorancija je zdrava za živce. Dakle, ako nisam odovorio na negdje nešto a ti očekuješ moj odgovor, shvati - ignorirao sam to!

I reach my peak, I can't speak,
call my nigga Chic, tell him that my will is weak.
I'm sick of niggas lyin', I'm sick of bitches hawkin'
matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin'.

"Na putu ka istini čovjek može da
napravi samo dvije greške. Da ne
prodje cijelim putem, ili - da ni ne
krene."  Buda

"Na putu ka istini čovjek može da
napravi samo dvije greške. Da ne
prodje cijelim putem, ili - da ni ne
krene."  Buda