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N prizren more osht kane hamami i hyres.

... se hyra.. nejse spo e zgjati.

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[I]Artisti---> Duke Vështruar Mesazhin Privat Artisti

ahahahah diqa bre i qon njeri vetit mesazhe aghahgaghhgahgaghhahhaggha[/I]

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Sote jam ne armpushim,,,,veq ju kallxoi se badihava e keni

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[QUOTE=Elina;2177397][SIZE=3]Nje pyetje per ju,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=3]masi i paskit hi tripave te hamamit...ne cilin vende ka qene i ndertuar hamami i Hyres? [/SIZE]
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[FONT=Trebuchet MS][SIZE=3]Aaghaghaghahgaghahagahgghaagh[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Trebuchet MS][SIZE=3]Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaa[/SIZE][/FONT]
[FONT=Trebuchet MS][SIZE=3]Aaghaghaghaghahgaghaghaghaghagh kukuuu per ty hooo se u pakaaaaaa[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[FONT=Trebuchet MS][SIZE=3]P/s. Sa her qe te permendi kete fjale tash ke me mu kujtu ti...:biggrin:[/SIZE][/FONT]

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[QUOTE=Zero Cool;2177654][I]Artisti---> Duke Vështruar Mesazhin Privat Artisti

ahahahah diqa bre i qon njeri vetit mesazhe aghahgaghhgahgaghhahhaggha[/I][/QUOTE]

un shpesh i qoj vetit ahahahhahahahaahahahahhahah ... po valla spo genjej :biggrin:

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[QUOTE=Zero Cool;2177654][I]Artisti---> Duke Vështruar Mesazhin Privat Artisti

ahahahah diqa bre i qon njeri vetit mesazhe aghahgaghhgahgaghhahhaggha[/I][/QUOTE]u nime dikure e maje mend i qojsha vetes MP,amo vetem se ajo vetja ime ishte dikushe qe kishte passwordin,mos kesh mos kesh :biggrin:

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[I]Një pijanec pasi kthehet në shtëpi dhe mbaron punë me nevojat personale ( qishen) drejtohet për në dhomë. I thote gruas:

Sa i mirë që jam, më duket se jam rob i dërguar nga Zoti..
Pse?-i thotë ajo.
Po ja, teksa po hyja për në banjo drita u hap vetvetiu..
More maskara prapë ke urinuar në frigorifer ti ;ulërin gruaja.[/I]

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E vërteta është krejt lakuriq, e megjithatë nuk eksiton askënd... :rolleyes::eek:

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[I]Burri: E dashur, kam një problem!
Gruaja: Jo "Kam" por "Kemi". Sepse çdo problem i yti është edhe i imi! Ne jemi 1 person i vetëm.
Burri: Ok, kemi lënë sekretaren shtatëzënë. :biggrin:[/I]

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[I]Një ushtar sheh një grup vajzash talebane dhe iu thotë : Do t'ju përdhunoj! Bashkë me vajzat ishte dhe një plakë. Vajzat i luteshin: Jooo! Ju lutem mos na përdhunoni. Ndërsa plaka me seriozitet u përgjigjet: Kryeni detyrën tuaj dhe na lini të qeta!.[/I]:tongue:

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Nese fundi i botes eshte 2012...Ejani ne kosove se na jemi 5 shekuj mbrapa

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[QUOTE=emine;2183572]Nese fundi i botes eshte 2012...Ejani ne kosove se na jemi 5 shekuj mbrapa[/QUOTE]

jo se kthehemi ne kohe shtrigave e shtriganave, na pret turra e eruve ahhahh

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[QUOTE=emine;2183572]Nese fundi i botes eshte 2012...Ejani ne kosove se na jemi 5 shekuj mbrapa[/QUOTE]
Oj Emine e paske nxeh temen ahahhaha

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u dijuzi i dreqit dijuzi, u musha frim tu ngajten me kshir qikit tem hot, dipsuzi ,he :mad:

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[QUOTE=Kalimero;2211370]u dijuzi i dreqit dijuzi, u musha frim tu ngajten me kshir qikit tem hot, dipsuzi ,he :mad:[/QUOTE]

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Married or not you should read this...

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

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nuk paska gje me te nxe ketu.....

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i kam mush do kazana me uje e lan purjashta,,vale jan ba,,,,:tongue:

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Femrat janë si supa të lagta dhe të nxehta!

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Sa e bukur asht Shqipnia

Sa i kuq ky vit, sa i keq ky vit
Patriotizmi si plehu kutërbon mbi tokë
Po pi raki në bar-bodrumin e Bibliotekës
E përralla pa limit m'randojnë mbi kokë

Ora u ba vonë, ora u ba vit
Vetmia po përzihet me tinguj balade
Ti ke harru me ardhë, a t'janë sosë bateritë
My barbie-doll që u grindëm fill para kësaj nate

Ja sapo mbaroi "Here without you"
As tingujt e kangës tande nuk të sollën këtë herë
Tash në lokal jemi unë, kamerieri
dhe "Anybody seen my baby" nga Mick Jagger

Akrepat e orës i ndjej fellë këtu në gjoks
Më shpojnë dhe më çajnë si zemrën e bizonit
Mendja m'u lodh dhe trupi po më dridhet
Torturë e tillë s'asht pa as në kohë t'Inkuizicionit

Dal jashtë, kudo valojnë flamujt horror
Diçka më djeg në gjoks: ti apo rakia?
Si zomb shekullor i them heroit mbi kalë:
"Kur jam i dehun e bukur asht Shqipnia".

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cfare madherfaker ky tipi nusen tri metra

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Ka ndonje "deformim" pasi kjo po e dojka ;)

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[B]Milionerja kineze punon si pastruese rrugësh[/B]

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Shangai, 04.01.2013

Një grua shumë e pasur kineze, milionere, i dedikon një pjesë të kohës së saj çdo ditë pastrimit të rrugëve me fshesë për t'i dhënë një shembull të mirë fëmijëve të saj që puna nuk përbën asnjë diskriminim.

Yu Youzhen, 53-vjeçare nga Wuhan, zotëron 17 apartamente, që arrijnë një vlerë totale prej mbi 10 milionë juanë, ose mbi 1 milionë euro.

Mund të bënte një jetë shumë të mirë vetëm me të ardhurat e përftuara nga dhënia me qira e tyre, por nga ana tjetër ka vendosur të punojë, duke u dhënë një shembull të mirë fëmijëve të saj dhe gjithë të tjerëve.

“Dua të jem një model i mirë për fëmijët e mi dhe nuk dua të rri gjithë ditën ulur në një poltronë luksoze dhe të shpenzoj paratë e mia, por mbi të gjitha nuk dua t'iu jap fëmijëve të mi përshtypjen se jam një grua e cila kufizohet vetëm në marrjen e të ardhurave pa dhënë asnjë lloj kontributi”, theksoi ajo për shtypin kinez, transmeton Balkanweb.

Prej vitit 1998 e deri më sot, në gjashtë nga shtatë ditët e javës, Yu pastron me fshesë nga një pjesë të rrugëve të qytetit të saj dhe fiton 1 420 juan në muaj, rreth 170 euro. Yu i ka shtyrë të dy fëmijët e saj, tashmë në moshë madhore, të gjejnë një punë dhe të mos mbështeten tek mirëqenia ekonomike e familjes. Djali i saj punon si shofer dhe fiton 2 000 juanë në muaj, rreth 240 euro, ndërsa vajza ka gjetur një angazhim që i siguron të ardhura prej 3 000 juanë në muaj, rreth 360 euro.

Si shumë të tjerë në rajonin qendror të Kinës, Yu vjen nga një familje shumë e varfër dhe nuk e ka harruar asnjëherë origjinën e saj. Pasuria e saj filloi të akumulohej në vitet e 80-ta, kur së bashku me bashkëshortin e saj arriti të kursente një shumë të hollash për të blerë një ndërtesë prej pesë katesh, apartamentet e së cilës i dhanë me qira.

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[B]Kalendari me meshkuj, hit në Gjermani[/B]

Një kalendar në të cilin meshkujt kanë pozuar me veshje të brendshme me automjete klasike nga vitet e shtatëdhjeta, ka arritur një sukses të papritur të shitjes në Gjermani.

“I kemi fotografuar vetëm meshkujt. Shumica e tyre janë miqtë tanë, të cilët nuk mbajnë veshje të brendshme atraktive. I kemi fotografuar me ato që i konsiderojnë komode. Kalendarin e blejnë edhe meshkujt edhe femrat. Nuk bëhet fjalë rreth seksit, por rreth sensit për humor”, ka deklaruar autorja Janet Schurmeyer.

Çmimi i kalendarit është 30 euro. Fotografitë janë nga më të ndryshmet, ja një prej tyre.

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Re: Nje Lule per....

...kojshiken qe s'po ma ven veshin fare se cfare po i them!

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[QUOTE=Ylli-1;2295615]Pershendetje per ju gjumash e dembela...phiiiiiiiiiii vec une ne forum![/QUOTE]

...na sot e kena pushim mos na prish rehatin
per gith juve nje fund jave te mrekullueshme!

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