It’s children’s day in Brazil, so I’m posting this. It’s amazingly good to say that my generation still had a real childhood. I look at these kids wasting their lives on a computer and idk it makes me sad because they should be doing happier things. They’ll never know how it feels to dress as bunnies during Easter and spend the whole afternoon playing in the granny’s backyard after a wonderful nap. Why time just can’t be rewinded like VHS tapes? Sighs, I ask.

Did it last nite. Cris gave the idea.

I couldn’t go to their gig last year (guess why? yes, it was too far away from my town) so my friends who live in the city they played at went and sent me this little piece of awesomeness.

They object that money can’t buy happiness. I tell you they’re sooo wrong.



© NIZ