tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17795186338770454762011-11-05T12:13:49.458-03:00Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comBlogger211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-84905371719210170092011-02-02T20:25:00.006-03:002011-02-02T20:39:13.984-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/TUnoxRueADI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7M9aFqRgzww/s1600/Butch.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/TUnoxRueADI/AAAAAAAAAgM/7M9aFqRgzww/s400/Butch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569238347489869874" border="0" /></a>Butch Cassidy <span style="font-style: italic;">(Paul Newman)</span> &amp; Sundance Kid <span style="font-style: italic;">(Robert Redford)</span><br /></div><br />Tu Sigue Pensando Butch, Que Para Eso Eres Bueno.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-8490537171921017009?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-70026906597458874062010-09-01T02:03:00.003-04:002010-09-01T02:14:23.485-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/TH3upFZzEII/AAAAAAAAAeY/TWdYElhfqGM/s1600/baby+jane.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/TH3upFZzEII/AAAAAAAAAeY/TWdYElhfqGM/s400/baby+jane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511823908563783810" border="0" /></a>Dependiente en la oficina de clasificados del diario (Bobs Watson)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">- ¿Quién demonios era Baby Jane Hudson?<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-7002690659745887406?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-56453768143978781822010-08-12T22:37:00.004-04:002010-08-14T00:50:42.007-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/TGSw0sVivPI/AAAAAAAAAdw/q5hlayv114Q/s1600/they+live.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/TGSw0sVivPI/AAAAAAAAAdw/q5hlayv114Q/s400/they+live.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504719063854791922" border="0" /></a>George Nada (Roddy Piper)<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Vine a masticar chicle y patear traseros<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Y ya se me terminó todo el chicle.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-5645376814397878182?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-60602951170403260372009-12-29T18:47:00.003-03:002009-12-29T18:58:07.080-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/Szp60P_9LkI/AAAAAAAAACM/2dCnigBtzyY/s1600-h/after+hours.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/Szp60P_9LkI/AAAAAAAAACM/2dCnigBtzyY/s400/after+hours.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420780139560382018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Marcy Franklin (Rosanna Arquette)</span><br /></div><br /><br />"Esto no es un libro, es un insulto prolongado... un escupitajo en la cara del arte..."<br /><br />"Una patada a la verdad, a la belleza de Dios..."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-6060295117040326037?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-83204021934822915822009-11-28T11:37:00.000-03:002009-11-28T11:42:56.812-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SxE15RIOLOI/AAAAAAAAABs/L677rZZ2AP4/s1600/El+secreto+de+sus+ojos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SxE15RIOLOI/AAAAAAAAABs/L677rZZ2AP4/s400/El+secreto+de+sus+ojos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409163885415378146" border="0" /></a>Pablo Sandoval (<span style="font-style: italic;">Guillermo Francella</span>)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">-Miráme a mi, soy un tipo joven, tengo un buen laburo, una mina que me quiere y como decís vos me sigo cagando la vida viniendo a tugurios como este.<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-8320402193482291582?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-19502784034764040672009-09-29T22:19:00.000-04:002009-09-29T22:26:52.425-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SsLBGUnfsWI/AAAAAAAAABc/r-EcTeHjSMY/s1600-h/barton+fink.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SsLBGUnfsWI/AAAAAAAAABc/r-EcTeHjSMY/s400/barton+fink.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387080418646274402" border="0" /></a>Bill a.k.a. W.P. Mayhew<span style="font-style: italic;"> (John Mahoney)</span><br /><br /></div>La gente que conoce el corazón humano dice:<br /> "Bill le da a su chica Amor... y ella le corresponde con lástima, la moneda más baja que existe".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-1950278403476404067?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-60767419681545361752009-09-27T22:43:00.001-04:002009-09-29T22:28:16.274-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SsAm7wIHvFI/AAAAAAAAABU/sQEcU3zq5zE/s1600-h/desmontando+a+harry.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SsAm7wIHvFI/AAAAAAAAABU/sQEcU3zq5zE/s400/desmontando+a+harry.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386347962308213842" border="0" /></a><br />Harry Block <span style="font-style: italic;">(Woody Allen)</span> &amp; Fay<span style="font-style: italic;"> (Elisabeth Shue)</span><br /><br />- Prometeme que no te enamorarás de mi<br />- No<br />- No, Claro que No, No es Una Buena Idea<br />- ¿Por qué?<br />- Porque...<br />... porque soy un desastre ¿sabes?...<br />...Tengo demasiadas... demasiadas Manías...<br />...Me cuesta ser fiel...<br />...Tengo demasiadas fobias...<br />Estoy Loco.<br />- Sí, pero me enamoré de tí antes de conocerte. Cuando te Leí.<br />- Sí, pero te enamoraste de mi obra. Eso es Distinto ¿Sabes?<br />- Adoro tu Obra. Adoro Tu Imaginación.<br />- Pero esto no es un Libro. ¿Me comprendes? No somos personajes de una Ficción. Así que no te enamores.<br />- Bésame!<br />- Promete no Enamorarte...<br />- No, Bésame. Te lo Prometo!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-6076741968154536175?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-12574079695280607322009-08-23T15:04:00.000-04:002009-08-23T16:12:19.190-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SpGTPruveoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/e1tzD3s5NQE/s1600-h/1984.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SpGTPruveoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/e1tzD3s5NQE/s400/1984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373237728075807362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Winston Smith (John Hurt)</span><br /></div><br /><br />-Al Pasado o Al Futuro, a la Época del Pensamiento Libre,<br />Desde la Era del Gran Hermano, Desde la Era de la Policía del Pensamiento...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />...Un Hombre Muerto Los Saluda.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-1257407969528060732?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-3065217719010940192009-08-20T22:20:00.000-04:002009-08-20T23:13:48.082-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/So4Pdp9S7xI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Os_n_Bf4WlI/s1600-h/el+halcon+maltes.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/So4Pdp9S7xI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Os_n_Bf4WlI/s400/el+halcon+maltes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372248407653150482" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Sam Spade (Humphrey Bogart) &amp; Brigid O'Shaughnessy (Mary Astor)</span><br /></div><br />- Si Eres Buena Chica Saldrás Dentro de 20 Años, Te Estaré Esperando,<br />- Si Te Cuelgan, Siempre Te Recordaré...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-306521771901094019?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-20590917355996325262009-08-18T01:33:00.000-04:002009-08-18T01:42:33.068-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/Soo96EdnNII/AAAAAAAAAAk/t1yENUfCWD8/s1600-h/diarios+de+motocicleta.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/Soo96EdnNII/AAAAAAAAAAk/t1yENUfCWD8/s400/diarios+de+motocicleta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371173573432390786" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Alberto Granado (Rodrigo De la Serna) &amp; Ernesto "Che" Guevara (Gael García)</span><br /></div><br />Mirá, Mirá, Funáme a este tipo de ahí...<br />Qué?<br />¿Vós Querés Terminar Tú Vida Así?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-2059091735599632526?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-73607274976736465752009-08-11T01:58:00.000-04:002009-08-11T02:04:25.309-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SoEIwdBE5cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KVtt-WJ7w2o/s1600-h/fired+up.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SoEIwdBE5cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KVtt-WJ7w2o/s400/fired+up.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368581859318228418" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Nick Brady (Eric Christian Olsen) &amp; Shawn Colfax (Nicholas D'Agosto) <br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">- Dios que buena está. Te garantizo que voy a hacerlo con ella antes de irnos<br />- Amigo, está casada... y además tiene 30 años<br />- Y Así es justo como me gustan: Ancianas y Arrepentidas...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-7360727497673646575?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-52072668979094592712009-07-30T02:17:00.000-04:002009-07-30T02:22:50.965-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SnE8Mt32NTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IQSMDVPX0Hk/s1600-h/pu239.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y9wizOlgI4Y/SnE8Mt32NTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IQSMDVPX0Hk/s400/pu239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364134820344902962" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />- Dos perros se encuentran en la calle en Moscú. El primero dice:<br /><br />"¿Cómo cambiaron las cosas para ti con la Perestroika?"<br /><br />Y el segundo perro dice:<br /><br />"Bueno, la cadena aún es muy corta y el plato de la comida sigue muy lejos...<br /><br />...pero ahora podemos ladrar todo lo que queramos".<br /><br />- Anónimo, 1995<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-5207266897909459271?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rubén Daríohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09645709681328932476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-82689331443617430092009-04-01T20:13:00.000-04:002009-04-01T20:13:00.890-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SB6hEhrAsKI/AAAAAAAAADo/S2Y_Ofv4btQ/s1600-h/lucky+number+Slevin+6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SB6hEhrAsKI/AAAAAAAAADo/S2Y_Ofv4btQ/s320/lucky+number+Slevin+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196768119162450082" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Lindsey (Lucy Liu) &amp; Slevin Kelevra (Josh Harnett)<br /><br /></span></div>- Me Recuerdas a James Bond....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />- Eso es Lo Mas Hermoso Que me han Dicho en mi vida<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-8268933144361743009?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruven Derionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-5492852078562523262008-12-05T22:00:00.001-03:002010-08-12T22:48:02.858-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SALaVmh9NfI/AAAAAAAAABY/thPxV8hWeM8/s1600-h/Heat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188949785339311602" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SALaVmh9NfI/AAAAAAAAABY/thPxV8hWeM8/s320/Heat.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Neil McCauley (R. de Niro) &amp; Roger Van Zat (W. Fichtner)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">- Roger Van Zat?<br />- Si, quien habla?<br />- Ya sabes quien soy...<br />- Si lo sé lo sé, envié a un tipo a entregar el paquete, No ha llamado, ¿todo ha ido bien?<br />- Te diré algo, olvidate del dinero.<br />- Qué?<br />- Que te olvides del dinero!<br />- Bueno, es mucho dinero, que estás haciendo? que has querido decir con eso?<br />- Que, que estoy haciendo? Estoy hablando con un teléfono vacío.<br />- No te entiendo.<br />- Porque hay un hombre muerto al otro extremo de esta jodida linea!.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-549285207856252326?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruven Derionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-21946899457347057072008-12-05T16:32:00.000-03:002008-12-05T16:58:01.991-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/STmHDVwcQ-I/AAAAAAAAALU/8ORBk6XX5jI/s1600-h/Annie+Hall.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276396929890927586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/STmHDVwcQ-I/AAAAAAAAALU/8ORBk6XX5jI/s320/Annie+Hall.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>Los que no pueden hacer nada, son profesores, y aquellos que no sirven para ser profesores...</div><br /><div>ser profesores de gimnasia...</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-2194689945734705707?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruven Derionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-302309912854250372008-06-13T19:10:00.000-04:002008-06-13T19:10:01.534-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SB1JpxrAsDI/AAAAAAAAACw/hfOiYY6sKLM/s1600-h/Memento+11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SB1JpxrAsDI/AAAAAAAAACw/hfOiYY6sKLM/s320/Memento+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196390527112622130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Teddy Gammell (Joe Pantoliano)</span><br /></div><br />- No Sabes Quien eres, eso es lo que eras.<br />No Eres el mismo desde... El Incidente<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-30230991285425037?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruven Derionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-36018397385051335302008-05-06T18:04:00.000-04:002008-05-06T18:05:09.821-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SB6vbxrAsOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GZyBqJq_9Xg/s1600-h/donnie+brasco+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SB6vbxrAsOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/GZyBqJq_9Xg/s320/donnie+brasco+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196783911757197538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Benjamin 'Lefty' Ruggiero (Al Pacino) &amp; Donnie Brasco (Johnny Depp)</span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>- ¿Y Como te Llamo a ti?<br />- Cierra La Jodida Boca Acerca de Mi!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-3601839738505133530?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruven Derionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-5012635724073527252008-05-05T02:21:00.001-04:002008-05-05T02:21:57.150-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SB6neBrAsLI/AAAAAAAAADw/b737Ii-7cCI/s1600-h/lucky+number+Slevin+4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SB6neBrAsLI/AAAAAAAAADw/b737Ii-7cCI/s320/lucky+number+Slevin+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196775154318880946" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Lindsey (Lucy Liu) &amp; Slevin Kelevra (Josh Harnett)</span><br /></div><br />- Sufro de Ataraxia<br />- Ataraxia?<br />- Es Una Enfermedad Caracterizada Por La Falta Total de Preocupación<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-501263572407352725?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruven Derionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-65449529590010698462008-05-01T23:09:00.000-04:002008-05-01T23:52:38.075-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SBqOfBrAr8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7vtCUK4fLrg/s1600-h/memento.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SBqOfBrAr8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7vtCUK4fLrg/s320/memento.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195621783801212866" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Leonard (Guy Pierce)</span><br /></div><br />- Mis Actos No Pierden Sentido Porque Los Olvide, El Mundo No Desaparece Cuando Cierras Los Ojos.<br />Como Sea, Puedo Sacarle Una Foto Para Recordarlo o Hacerme Otro Frikie Tattoo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-6544952959001069846?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruven Derionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-17273161784676100092008-04-12T11:59:00.000-04:002008-04-14T00:20:57.963-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SADeBPim6kI/AAAAAAAAABA/hNt7jCrUVrw/s1600-h/Annie+Hall.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SADeBPim6kI/AAAAAAAAABA/hNt7jCrUVrw/s320/Annie+Hall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188390883663735362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Alvy Singer (Woody Allen)<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span>-Hay Un Chiste Muy Viejo: Dos Ancianas están en una estación de montaña y una dice:<br />"La Comida en este sitio es realmente terrible"<br />Y la otra responde:<br />"Si, y las raciones son tan pequeñas"<br /><br />Pues Básicamente así es como me parece la vida, llena de soledad y tristeza, de sufrimiento y desgracias y sin embargo se acaba de prisa.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-1727316178467610009?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruven Derionoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1779518633877045476.post-57780082710932101912008-04-11T23:42:00.001-04:002008-05-17T23:12:55.165-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SAAv1_im6jI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0o4b7KiHrvs/s1600-h/pulp+fiction.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0mPqyxw_W4w/SAAv1_im6jI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0o4b7KiHrvs/s320/pulp+fiction.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188199375366974002" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Mia Wallace (U. Truman) &amp; Vincent Vega (J. Travolta)</span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>- ¿No Odias Eso?<br />- ¿No Odio Qué?<br />- Los Silencios Incómodos<br />- ¿Por qué Tenemos que Hablar Idioteces Para Sentirnos Cómodos?<br />- Nosé. Es una Buena Pregunta.<br />- Así es como sabes que encontraste a alguien especial. Cuando te puedes callar un jodido minuto y estar cómodo en silencio.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1779518633877045476-5778008271093210191?l=luzcamarayruven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ruven Derionoreply@blogger.com