Límite, o mejor dicho: hasta los huevos, hasta los cojones, harto, hastiado...
Lo peor de un límite no es pensar que hasta ahí has llegado, que de ahí no pasas, ni un milímetro, que no aguantas más y verde las han segado. Lo peor es creerte que ese era tu límite pero vuelves a rebasarlo una y otra vez.
Ese es el veradero problema porque el límite era tu referencia y lo pierdes: Terreno abonado para cualquier cosa.
Ever since I was a young boy
I've played the silver ball
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played them all
But I ain't seen nothing like him
In any amusement hall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
He stands like a statue
Becomes part of the machine
Feeling all the bumpers
Always playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
He's a pinball wizard
There's got to be a twist
A pinball wizard
He's got such a supple wrist
How do you think he does it?
(I don't know)
What makes him so good?
He ain't got no distractions
Can't hear those buzzers and bells
Don't see lights a flashin'
Plays by sense of smell
Always gets a replay
Never tilts at all
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
I thought I was
The Bally table king
But I just handed
My pinball crown to him
Even on my usual table
He can beat my best
His disciples lead him in
And he just does the rest
He's got crazy flipper fingers
Never seen him fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball
Sabéis el chiste es de que llega un tio a una farmacia y dice. - Me da un kilo de antidepresivos.
Y el mancebo le dice. – Si , ¿Cómo los quiere?.
Y el cliente con las lagrimas aflorándole de los ojos dice . – Con mucha pena, los quiero con mucha pena.
