Thomas Cook Group plc is a British online/offline travel company created on 19 June 2007 by the merger of Thomas Cook AG and MyTravel Group plc. At flotation on the London Stock Exchange 52% of the shares in the new company were held by the German mail order and department store corporation Arcandor (former owners of Thomas Cook AG) and 48% owned by the shareholders of MyTravel. On 9 June 2009 Arcandor filed for bankruptcy. The merger, which was backed by 99.9% of shareholders, took place through the formation of 'NewCo' which effectively purchased MyTravel and Thomas Cook and was then listed on the London Stock Exchange under the name of Thomas Cook Group plc (LSE: TCG). It is a constituent of the FTSE SmallCap Index.
It was announced on 8 October 2010 that the UK high street travel agency and foreign exchange businesses of the Thomas Cook Group were to merge with The Co-operative Travel to create the UK's largest travel network.
The company was founded by Thomas Cook, a cabinet-maker, in 1841 to carry temperance supporters by railway between the cities of Leicester, Nottingham, Derby and Birmingham.
Gordon James Ramsay, OBE (born 8 November 1966) is a British chef, television personality and restaurateur. He has been awarded 13 Michelin stars in total and currently holds 12.
Ramsay is known for presenting TV programmes about competitive cookery and food, such as the British series Hell's Kitchen, The F Word, Ramsay's Best Restaurant, and Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares, along with the American versions of Hell's Kitchen, Kitchen Nightmares, and MasterChef.
Gordon Ramsay was born in Johnstone, Renfrewshire, Scotland, and raised in Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire, England from the age of 5. Ramsay is the second of four children; he has an older sister, Diane, a younger brother, Ronnie, and a younger sister, Yvonne. Ramsay's father Gordon (died 1997) was, at various times, a swimming pool manager, a welder, and a shopkeeper; his mother, Helen Cosgrove, and Yvonne have been nurses. Ramsay has described his early life as "hopelessly itinerant", as his family moved constantly due to the aspirations and failures of his father, who was violent. In 1976, they finally settled in Stratford-upon-Avon where he grew up in the Bishopton area of the town. In past public interviews, Ramsay has declined to describe his father as an alcoholic; however, his autobiography, Humble Pie, describes his early life as being marked by abuse and neglect from this "hard-drinking womaniser". At the age of 16, Ramsay moved out of the family house into a flat in Banbury.
Padma Parvati Lakshmi (Tamil: பத்மா பார்வதி லக்ஷ்மி, Padmā Pārvati Lakshmi ?; born September 1, 1970) is an Indian American cookbook author, actress, model and television host. Her debut cookbook Easy Exotic won her the "Best First Book" award at the 1999 Gourmand World Cookbook Awards. She has been the host of the US reality television program Top Chef since season two in 2006, for which she received a nomination for the Primetime Emmy Award for Outstanding Host for a Reality or Reality-Competition Program. In 2010, Top Chef won the Emmy Award for Outstanding Reality-Competition Program.
Padma Lakshmi was born in Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India in a Hindu Iyengar Brahmin family. Her father was a Pfizer executive and her mother Vijaya, the first wife of her father, was a nurse who specialized in suicide prevention. Her mother tongue is Tamil. She grew up shuttling between her grandparents in Chennai and her mother in New York. She is her parents' only child from this marriage. Her parents separated when she was age one. They divorced a year later. Both parents later remarried, and Lakshmi has a younger paternal half-brother and half-sister. The latter formerly worked as an actress and classical dancer but is now pursuing a career with children with special needs. In an interview in The Guardian, Lakshmi said, "My father had quit his job as an executive at Pfizer to manage her career. That was kind of like rubbing salt in the wound. I didn't understand why he wanted that relationship with her, and not with me."
Earl Christian Campbell (born March 29, 1955), nicknamed The Tyler Rose, is a former professional American Football running back. He, Paul Hornung, and O.J Simpson are the only Heisman Trophy winners to have also been first overall National Football League draft picks and members of both the Pro Football Hall of Fame and College Football Hall of Fame.
He was born in Tyler, Texas, the sixth of eleven children. His father died when he was 11 years old. He began playing football in fifth grade as a kicker, but moved to linebacker and then to running back in sixth grade. In 1973, he led the Corky Nelson-coached John Tyler High School to the Texas 4A State Championship (4A then was the largest classification in the state). Then-Oklahoma Sooners head coach Barry Switzer, who unsuccessfully recruited Campbell, said in his 1989 book that Campbell was the only player he ever saw who could have gone straight from high school to the NFL and immediately been a star.
After his retirement, Campbell has suffered from debilitating injuries that resulted from his NFL career; he had surgery to remove three of his vertebrae, and he suffers from drop foot and persistent knee pain.
Trent Richardson (born July 10, 1991) is an American football running back for the Cleveland Browns of the National Football League (NFL). He played college football for the University of Alabama, was recognized as an All-American, and was a member of two BCS National Championship teams. The Cleveland Browns traded up one spot to select him with the third overall pick of the 2012 NFL Draft. He has been dubbed perhaps the best running back out of the college ranks since Adrian Peterson.
Richardson was born in Pensacola, Florida. He attended Escambia High School in Pensacola, where he finished his senior season with 2,090 yards on 228 carries scoring 25 touchdowns. In a game against Milton High School in September 2008, Richardson rushed for 419 yards on 29 carries and scored six touchdowns, a performance that earned him a selection as the first ESPN RISE National Football Player of the Week.
As a junior, Richardson also reached the 400-yard plateau, as he ran for 407 yards in his opening game against Tate High School. He finished his junior season (8 games) with 1,390 yards and 13 touchdowns, and received FSWA All-State 5A second team honors. He sat out his sophomore year due to an injury.
Keiner ist kleiner als meiner
Nicht mal deiner ist kleiner als meiner
Zwar ist meiner viel kleiner als deiner
Aber keiner ist feiner als meiner
Keiner ist kleiner als meiner
Nicht mal deiner ist kleiner als meiner
Zwar ist meiner viel kleiner als deiner
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Nicht mal deiner ist kleiner als meiner
Zwar ist meiner viel kleiner als deiner
Keiner ist kleiner als meiner
Nicht mal deiner ist kleiner als meiner
Zwar ist meiner viel kleiner als deiner
Aber keiner ist feiner als meiner
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Nicht mal deiner ist kleiner als meiner
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I'm so sorry you had to kick my ass
You said I ruined your life
I didn't mean to do that
I had to untangle where we was entwined
You were strangling me
Were you breathing so fine
The jam I was in when things weren't working out
Led me to the brunt of your swinging bout
I'm so sorry, I regret everything
But what can I do
To have you take back that swing
I'm so sorry a scuffle ensued
But things are much better now
I guess thanks to you
The jam I was in when things weren't working out
Led me to the brunt of your swinging bout
I'm so sorry you had to pull my hair
I had to take care of business
[U-God]
Driving down the strip, and you see my spokes
And I rip off my shirt, like he's the Hulk
And I squeeze off volts, just to please your folks
And hip hop, yeah, needs a jolt
Then you fall to your knees, when I squeeze your throat
Cuz these hip hop fiends, they need they dope
And I puff on weed, then I blow out smoke
He's so feroc', now here's a dose
Now throw it to the left coast, whatchu expect, bro?
I let my tech blow, no, it ain't techno
You get your neck broke, python strong
You want problems, now bring it on
[Chorus: U-God]
Hear the sounds of the titans clash
Sucker M.C.'s try to bite this fast
Jody gon' put it on smash
It'll happen so fast, kick ass
The rap world thought that Wu won't last
Sucker D.J.'s keep playin' that trash
Jody gon' put it on blast
It'll happen so fast, kick ass
[U-God]
I been through 'nuff shit, and I paid the cost
Now I wear big hats, like I'm the boss
Knock you off your high horse, with no remorse
In hip hop, there's no need to floss
Those who don't believe, I leave you scorched
Peel out in the porsche, with dual exhaust
U-God is the name, the game is torched
Upside your head, you get banged with force
Throw it to the left coast, whatchu expect, bro?
I let my tech blow, no, it ain't techno
You get your neck broke, python strong
You want problems, now bring it on
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
We could rule the world
On a silver platter
From the wrong to the right light
To an open stream
With a crash and burn
We could make it better
Turn it upside down
Just you and me
We are the dream
No other way
To be
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
I could change the world
I could make it better
Kick it up and down
Take a chance on me
When you fake a smile
And you think you're better
Gonna put it down
Rip (?) it at your feet
No bridge to burn
Nowhere to turn
For me
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
What do they know about us?
Are they thinking of somebody else?
Are they wondering what we might be?
Are they thinking of you or of me?
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
I'm so sorry
You had to kick my ass
You said I ruined your life
I didn't mean to do that
I had to untangle
Where we was entwined
It was strangling me
Were you breathing so fine?
The jam I was in
When things weren't working out
Led me to the brunt
Of your swinging bout
I'm so sorry
I regret everything
But what can I do
To have you take back that swing?
I'm so sorry
A scuffle ensued
But things are much better now
I guess thanks to you
The jam I was in
When things weren't working out
Led me to the brunt
Of your swinging bout
I'm so sorry
You had to pull my hair
I had to take care of business
Well I walked up to the bar
I laid down my platinum card
Then I ordered fifty longnecks for my new friends
Well the barmaid passed them out
And before we chugged them down
I held mine up and
Said here's to us and then
Well this blonde slid up to me
Said that was awful sweet
Then I saw her boyfriend
As wide as he was tall
Well he broke up our hug
With a six foot, five inch shove
And I found myself slammed up
Against the wall
Why does everybody want
To kick my ass
I'm just trying to have a little fun
For all the ones who can't
And just because I kiss the prettiest girls
And I drive my truck too fast
Why does everybody want
To kick my ass
Well I've never been the type
To walk up and pick a fight
I've always been the kind to get along
I throw parties all the time
And there always on my dime
We drink and dance and smoke until the dawn
Well my style of stress relief
Sometimes disturbs the peace
The police show up
And cut donuts in my yard
And while the Zeppelin's playing loud
They run off my party crowd
They cuff up my wrist
And throw me down so hard
Why does everybody want
To kick my ass
I'm just trying to have a little fun
For all the ones who can't
And just because I kiss the prettiest girls
And I drive my truck too fast
Why does everybody want
To kick my ass
And just because I kiss the prettiest girls
And I drive my truck too fast
Why does everybody want
To kick my ass
Uh more like uh
Boys play me a love song
Bedroom music
Ah brothers uh give me a grove
So look to your left
And uh to your right
If it's somebody you don't know
Maybe it's time to introduce yourself,
Uh maybe say
Senorita
Pleased to meet ya,
Would you like some pizza
Or margarita
He jump out the window with a guitar in his hand
High on coaine drunk drivin' in the rain
Goin' north in the southbound lane
Railroad crossing I out run the train
Holdin' pain golden grain Danno Malone's the name
In my chest gotta flame a collage of photos is in my brain
My temper is fire and propane
No shame no game no pain no gain
Hey that's insane should I bend over and let the world gang bagn
Or raise my neck and let the vampires position their fangs
or be a pussy that hangs from a beam and swang no thanks
I gotta an old truck I'm the king of touch luck from where ya
bluff you get your card
Plucked and get fucked up, ya get fucked up
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mn c'mn
You wanna fight me?
You wanna try me?
You wanna fight me?
Hey, then kick my ass
I come forth abortin' babies beatin' seals wearin' a fur choppin' down
trees sprayin' aerosol cans ozone defficiency
Just wanna make sure everybody hates me
I am the anti whatever you are alien drunk at the bar Junkie misfit
conforming mics into unbiodigradable toxit shit and don't posses
no guilt about it rebel without a cause
Just to sever ya fuckin' claws and ya biblical laws
That really ain't got jack to do with Psalms
No officer I won't calm I won't vote
I won't participate in hands across America or any area in fact
It's all good fuck it
Naw fuck you the most brilliant thought you had today
I had when I was two bitch
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mn c'mn
You wanna fight me?
You wanna try me?
You wanna fight me?
Hey, then kick my ass
Every bit of me's hostility and I'm rediculous got a knife let's see
if you're tickleish
I will pull yaw jaw completely out ya head
and when ya kick my ass make sure that I'm dead
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mn c'mn
You wanna fight me?
You wanna try me?
You wanna fight me?
Now is the moment
I waited for
I can't be broken
I settled the score
I will not quit
So stand up, up, up
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to
Are you ready to
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to kick ass
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to
Are you ready to
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to kick ass
Conquer the weakness
Work through the pain
I can't be defeated
I will remain
I will not quit
So stand up, up, up
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to
Are you ready to
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to kick ass
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to
Are you ready to
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to kick ass
Kick ass
Kick ass
Kick ass
Kick ass
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to
Are you ready to
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to kick ass
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to
Are you ready to
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to kick ass
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to
Are you ready to
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to kick ass
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to
Are you ready to
Stand up
Get your hands up
Move
Are you ready to kick ass
Kick ass
Kick ass
Now I got soul & I got goals & I got fans
Got plans for takin my team to the top and
Stands of people watch me when I kick this
My style's so fly you could call it a discus
My skills are easy to see so don't try to heckle me like a chimpanzee
I get paid to play and I'm good at my work
So let's go toe to toe 'cos I'm claiming the turf
Cos this is my craft don't step on my team yo
Cos I'm a start kicking it like Ronaldinho
And get down to business and logistics
Here's a hot beat check it out just kick it
Kick this!
It seems every time I turn around I'm on the ground
Why's everybody kicking me when I'm down?
You can help me land but won't give me a hand
Said it's against the rules, cool I understand
He wants me to roll as long as he's in control
But when he's not he wants to stop me from reaching my goal
Even your soul/sole is hard and cold but I get it
And any minute you're gonna be wanting to kick it
In this game I run to the rhythm and kick this
For you to intercept and as quick as a misfit
I'm gone without a trace got places to go to
A new mic to rock and a record to flow to
So let me sum it all up like this
When I got goals to reach my team don't miss
My crew is coming and you know I come with it
You better step it up homeboy just kick it
Kick this!
Now we refuse to lose and we make our own rules
Cos my crew's like the popular kids at school
So you think you're cool and you like our team
And to kick it with us is your life long dream
Well we're the in-crowd no scrubs allowed
Don't cry foul, you're running with the big boys now
Just like running the halls or playing the wall
When they come you either run or you're taking a fall
But not us because we're shaking and faking them all
My crew's on the ball we don't break down or stall
And ain't afraid to brawl, all for one, one for all
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
We could rule the world
On a silver platter
From the wrong to the right light
To the open stream
With a crash and burn
We could make it better
Turn it upside down
Just you and me
We are the dream
No other way
To be
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
I could change the world
I could make it better
Kick it up and down
Take a chance on me
When you fake a smile
And you think you're better
Gonna put it down
Rip it at your feet
No bridge to burn
Nowhere to turn
For me
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
What do they know about us?
Are they thinking of somebody else?
Are they wondering what we might be?
Are they thinking of you or of me?
We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free