Lamas mit Hüten [german Fandub)
Lamas mit Hüten [german Fandub)
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Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen - Preview part 2.
http://www.filmanchor.com Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen - Behind the scenes Preview part 2. Story: The battle for Earth has ended but the battle for the universe has just begun. After returning to Cybertron, Starscream assumes command of the Decepticons, and has decided to return to Earth with force. The Autobots believing that peace was possible finds out that Megatron's dead body has been stolen from the US Military by Skorponok and revives him using his own spark. Now Megatron is back seeking revenge and with Starscream and more Decepticon reinforcements on the way, the Autobots with reinforcements of their own, may have more to deal with then meets the eye. Director: Michael Bay Writers: Ehren Kruger (screenplay) Alex Kurtzman (screenplay). With:Shia LaBeouf, Megan Fox, Rainn Wilson, John Turturro, Josh Duhamel, Tyrese Gibson.
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My 11 month old Corgi Sir Bentley attacks Oreo our house cat
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David Guetta & Chris Willis ft Fergie & LMFAO - Gettin' Over You (Official videoclip)
David Guetta & Chris Willis feat. Fergie & LMFAO Directed by Rich Lee 'One Love' - New album - OUT NOW (P) 2010 Gum Prod, licence exclusive EMI Music France www.davidguetta.com
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South Park's 200th, litigious celebs and Mohammed Matt Stone and Trey Parker (Mirror).mp4
In South Parks 200th episode Mohammed returns and predictably death threats arrive from the religion of peace.
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LADY GAGA FT. BEYONCE - TELEPHONE (LYRICS! on screen)
Wow 1.7 million views!!! Thank you all so much!!! One of the best songs ever!! Hope you enjoy. Thanks for viewing! LYRICS: [Lady Gaga] Hello, hello, baby You called, I cant hear a thing. I have got no service in the club, you see, see Wha-Wha-What did you say? Oh, youre breaking up on me Sorry, I cannot hear you, Im kinda busy. K-kinda busy K-kinda busy Sorry, I cannot hear you, Im kinda busy. Just a second, its my favorite song theyre gonna play And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh You shoulda made some plans with me, you knew that I was free. And now you wont stop calling me; Im kinda busy. Stop callin, stop callin, I dont wanna think anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Stop callin, stop callin, I dont wanna talk anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Im busy! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Can call all you want, but theres no one home, and youre not gonna reach my telephone! Out in the club, and Im sippin that bub, and youre not gonna reach my telephone! Call when you want, but theres no one home, and youre not gonna reach my telephone! Out in the club, and Im sippin that bub, and youre not gonna reach my telephone! [Beyonce] Boy, the way you blowin up my phone wont make me leave no faster. Put my coat on faster, leave my girls no faster. I shoulda left my phone at home, cause this is a disaster! Callin like a collector - sorry, I cannot answer! Not that I dont like you, Im just at a party. And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing. Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station. Tonight Im not takin no calls, cause Ill be dancin. [Both] Cause Ill be dancin Cause Ill be dancin Tonight Im not takin no calls, cause Ill be dancin! [Lady Gaga] Stop callin, stop callin, I dont wanna think anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Stop callin, stop callin, I dont wanna talk anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Stop callin, stop callin, I dont wanna think anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Stop callin, stop callin, I dont wanna talk anymore! I left my head and my heart on the dance floor. Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Im busy! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Can call all you want, but theres no one home, youre not gonna reach my telephone! Cause Im out in the club, and Im sippin that bub, and youre not gonna reach my telephone! Call when you want, but theres no one home, and youre not gonna reach my telephone! Cause Im out in the club, and Im sippin that bub, and youre not gonna reach my telephone! My telephone! M-m-my telephone! Cause Im out in the club, and Im sippin that bub, and youre not gonna reach my telephone! My telephone! M-m-my telephone! Cause Im out in the club, and Im sippin that bub, and youre not gonna reach my telephone! Were sorry the number you have reached is not in service at this time. Please check the number, or try your call again
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Jackass - Halo Style Episode 3
More than half way done, so far it's been a great series. This one may not be the best due ta making it not only in a short time because of school but because of the initiation video as well. But do enjoy!
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Karaoke - The Baseballs - Umbrella
the sound is kinda crapy. but it its karaoke though. for lyrics you can go to: http://bit.ly/bquPPW To download this in mp3: http://bit.ly/cpIgRy
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The Baseballs - Umbrella live at Polish tvchannel
I think this is from Poland but I'm not 100% sure.
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S.P.M. (South Park Mexican)- Jackers In My Home With Lyrics!!!
LYRICS They wipe tears while i wipe fingerprints off led. They say shoot for the stars, I say shoot for the head. I believe in good times having peace and fun. But im still in my room tryna grease my gun. Cant let it get rusty, if a shoot out breaks The only thing i want jammin' is my screwed out tape. And tomorrows the big day gotta get my rest, Fourty-Five G's outta town, lick buyin tres. Im all alone, my girl said that she could'nt make it. Cuz she caught a damn cold and her whole body's aching. And i feel kind of nervous, butterfly's in my stomach. But i drift off to sleep, really thinkin' nothing of it. Then, something wakes me up and i open my eyes Somebody's in my house, I'm heartbroken cuz i Couldn't tell my Mom "bye", they finally caught me slippin' Ima die like a man homeboy i aint trippin. [Chorus] Gun shots to my dome, jackers in my home Nothing to fancy, just your average tombstone Im sorry that i chose the life under the curse Ill be dressed in a suit and finally goin to church. Gun shots to my dome, jackers in my home Nothing to fancy, just your average tombstone Im sorry that i chose the life under the curse Ill be dressed in a suit and finally goin to church. Dreams of the cream, enemies on different teams. Red beans in my house man this shit is so extreme. I saw em' dressed up in all black wit da mask. And i knew they was coming for the birds and the cash. So i rolled out my bed, hit the floor and start crawlin' And this is the price that you pay when your ballin' But how did they get the spare key to my crib? It had to be my bitch, she gon' die if i live! Usually i keep a black glock on my dresser. And im hearin' someone whisper sayin "los's ima getcha!" And im knowin its the devil but i pay it no mind. I been dodging that fool ever since i was nine. Gotta make it to the closet, where i keep my Mossberg. Slug shots, one hit, never speak another word. Little did i know they had night vision goggles. When they saw me on the floor boy squeezed on the throttle. [Chorus] Gun shots to my dome, jackers in my home Nothing to fancy, just your average tombstone Im sorry that i chose the life under the curse Ill be dressed in a suit and finally goin to church. Gun shots to my dome, jackers in my home Nothing to fancy, just your average tombstone Im sorry that i chose the life under the curse Ill be dressed in a suit and finally goin to church. Shots started bangin, i was tumbling and diving. Runnin out of time, with my mind on surviving. Dove out the window but i started seeing stars I forgot last week bought some burglar bars. Now my face is all wet and i know it aint sweat. Bullet hit my leg so i rolled to the left. Guess where i was at? Damn right, in the closet! Grabbed a pump, now its my turn to make a deposit. Damn slugs aint no punk hit the boy in his back Saw his right leg flying and it knocked down my lamp Unloaded, reloaded, was a three man army. Now they lookin like piñatas at the end of a party. One was still alive so i started askin questions. He could barely talk, spitin blood like venom. He said he had a team and people would rent him. I killed the messengers now i need who sent em'. [Chorus] Gun shots to my dome, jackers in my home Nothing to fancy, just your average tombstone Im sorry that i chose the life under the curse Ill be dressed in a suit and finally goin to church. Gun shots to my dome, jackers in my home Nothing to fancy, just your average tombstone Im sorry that i chose the life under the curse Ill be dressed in a suit and finally goin to church.
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