I heard the news, the Navy of Georgia attacked Sevastopol... =))
Oh well... these Georgians are all crazy!! The Americans are involved in this!!! to
*ROFL* read the news more carefully!!! ))))
You’re trying to get me down again, Sevastopol, it’s Ukraine!! to
Rambler is hot! found in the "Hobby " section a link to the website "Cannabis Seeds "
NaRHaY: What do you have for Rammin? Without a password, even fuck it!! to
ZUBR: What fucking thing?
NaRHaY: It doesn’t matter – she’s alone.
ZUBR: What kind of mouse I am riding, fucking and keyboarding. I-Look I-Look I-Look I-Look
NaRHaY: It is true! Finally the RPG!
c) B.O.R.K.A
There was such a period when the summer has ended, the winter has not come, and studies and work have already begun.)
by Damast.
I looked at the history of queries in the search for a friend on the computer - How to fuck enota, enot-drochun, where to buy enota. I’m really scared to talk to him.
He is: Hi
She: Hi
He: How it is
She: I don’t eat it...it’s on a diet...
He is: O_O
A strange species is discussed.
This is a typical football.
Look at its size. This is a hole.
You’re both right, it’s a crackdown.
When did you break up with Sasha?
I found him in bed with my brother.
Q: People, is it normal that the modem is connected to the system unit through 110 meters of cable, if it stands on it?
IndaHouse
I look at the souvenir catalog, I see the position:
A square square
4 * 2.5 cm
XXX after another riot with his girlfriend.
You need to have something nervously calming.
I think about the aquarium.
Give it up to you!!!!!!!! Grandmother!! to
In one of the girls:
The Religion. Views: I believe in God. Atheists, Satanists, Onanists: You are wrong.
X – X...
Neon
Create a rhythm. There was an artist in the pond.
Solo is
There was an artist sitting in the pond.
I did not hold a brush in my hand.
With a shoe.
In the pond for an hour...fishing.
How wonderful it is when you wake up after drinking, you see around empty bottles and strangely disassembled bodies, and you don’t have to scream: Schuher, let’s get up and clean up the mess, when the mother comes.
Because I’m my own mother... and I’ve already come... and I don’t care about this shit.
Vincent 30 September 2008 by 17:25
A party in Etruscan. What are the traditions of the Patriots? to bounce and eat and talk about philosophy and politics
Garrick 30 September 2008 by 17:29
And also Yibachi! Heather in the thermos!! to
Vincent 30 September 2008 by 17:29
to glorify Caesar, and to humiliate the Hunns and other barbarians.
Garrick 30 September 2008 by 17:29
To blame the Senate. You ruined it all, pets!
Vincent 30 September 2008 by 17:30
Certainly. Rise in housing prices in Rome
Garrick 30 September 2008 by 17:30
Especially in the forum area. and Gallerian battles.
Garrick 30 September 2008 by 17:31
I’m reading our correspondence and I think... nihua hasn’t changed :)))))))))))))
I want to go to Minsk, they say the city is good.
I just need to know what to do with.
No need to do anything, better wash it.
Igtaurus is the audience. The boring shopper. Teacher of Ruslit:"The word is a powerful weapon. As you know, with a word you can kill, hurt and admire" The voice from somewhere behind:"And with another word you can beat..."
Today in the school was a day of self-government (well, the kind of high school students work instead of teachers).
So, I sit, like a teacher of English in the 5th grade, the class is angry, bitter and behaves badly in every way, here my classmate enters the classroom, unrealistically fat: I: children, blink, you won't listen, here this aunt (I show my classmate) will hurt you very much.
Here from the first part of the silent voice of the student of the fifth grade (U):
Andrei Andreevich is?
I : what?
Q: Will she eat it?? to
Fuck, I couldn’t teach any more.
XXX is...
YYY :?
hhber: I go home last Friday late evening (at work I sat because there is no inet at home (I did not pay for it)... I go sitting... opposite a man... well and in the car of the people also on the road.... silence.... well late fighters, everybody is tired, who is sleeping, who is pulling a beer... short fighters... I am sitting in harmony and tranquillity... and there on one of the stations come "hard chiles"... take up the only free bar and start to scream.... (well all as usual...pontain)... no one stops them...fighters... I am sitting blinking a new summary on the bucket (as usual ept there) these fools turn on the music with the mobile phone.... there was a trance of a kind... then the The mobile was naturally in the squeaks... the couples themselves in shock... one began to swell, which received the answer: the next will be your apple.
YYY: O_O
xxx: there was a grave silence in the car... and your smile is not even close to the expressions of people in the car.Until the end of the trip there was exactly the same idyll as before the arrival of the cool men.
4 UJJ(c)
Kallisto: Well, why the most interesting dreams come after the first alarm clock :-(