Enrique Iglesias: 'I hate freebies'

Enrique Iglesias: 'I hate freebies'
Wednesday, April 1 2009, 05:22 BST

By Daniel Kilkelly, Entertainment Reporter


Enrique Iglesias has revealed that he is keen to pay his own way and refuses to accept freebies from companies.

The singer confirmed that his tennis star girlfriend Anna Kournikova feels the same way about free gifts.

"We both hate getting stuff for free - because you then owe people a favour and that sucks," Iglesias told Closer magazine.

"We pay for our own stuff. I'd prefer to pay and then not owe a favour."

The star added that he has body hang-ups and is confused by his reputation as a heartthrob.

"I have these chicken legs like the footballer Peter Crouch. They look even skinnier because I'm six foot two," he explained. "If I ever get fat, then I'm going to have a huge belly and these stupid chicken legs!

"I'm not comfortable walking around naked. I walk around my house in underwear, but I sometimes feel my housekeeper gets embarrassed. I can't even pee in a public bathroom when there are too many people around."

Iglesias and Kournikova sparked rumours that they were engaged earlier this year.

Beasts Bounding Through Time

Van Gogh writing his brother for paints
Hemingway testing his shotgun
Celine going broke as a doctor of medicine
the impossibility of being human
Villon expelled from Paris for being a thief
Faulkner drunk in the gutters of his town
the impossibility of being human
Burroughs killing his wife with a gun
Mailer stabbing his
the impossibility of being human
Maupassant going mad in a rowboat
Dostoyevsky lined up against a wall to be shot
Crane off the back of a boat into the propeller
the impossibility
Sylvia with her head in the oven like a baked potato
Harry Crosby leaping into that Black Sun
Lorca murdered in the road by Spanish troops
the impossibility
Artaud sitting on a madhouse bench
Chatterton drinking rat poison
Shakespeare a plagiarist
Beethoven with a horn stuck into his head against deafness
the impossibility the impossibility
Nietzsche gone totally mad
the impossibility of being human
all too human
this breathing
in and out
out and in
these punks
these cowards
these champions
these mad dogs of glory
moving this little bit of light toward us
impossibly.

By Charles Bukowski

OoOoOoOoO.....am just sooooooooo TaNgLeDdD!!!...

As things collide i wonder out loud
i think to myself how is it that chaos rules
darlin' there aint no other way
i dont know why it is that i wind up
back to the very same place in my heart
its called one true chaos


i take for granted and do what i had never ever planned
then i go and mess it up a little
shake things up a little
i never knew you, i never knew me
and now its hard for me to wake up
and harder more so to go to sleep
its not right and maybe we're better of this way



its harder everyday, maybe its better that we break
keep forgetting what i'm looking for
close my eyes and walk the way i'm supposed to
i love to fool around and i'm going crazy
its just madenning and i must get out


its not goodbye neither is it perfect
when i was fumbling through the way to you
i went away and kept it all wrapped up inside
and i'm a fool to think that its the best
after all of the things that you've put me through
i still let you lift me up high and as this time goes by
i shiver, you build me up and you make me stay


there's no other way out of this flame
this lovely undoing unending lovely...
hypnotised by the sight of you and paralysed by the words you say
and there's nothing more satisfying than being with you and that i dont want anymore...


jeezzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....dunno wot i was thinkin but stil...!! lol
you dig!?