clock hard deducted
There's nothing like bad luck all day,
All plans are posrały.
What I try, it collapses.
Why, it is the vision of three mountaineers: The first
From time immemorial,
says that legal rule
shit is worth to people. Through her
even dirty water.
known since the dawn of
League Enslaved Gay,
odds with the Highlanders second
That stretch of rain up stream.
destroy villages and small towns,
sneak grandmothers cake. So that militaryzują
,
That pretty foul plan plotting;
kill all niedojebów
From Chicago down to Thebes. The third climber
it says:
"zjeby, pull out your swords!"
As befits the zjebów so, each in the head
se pieprznął burn,
threw on attackers,
None of them had no resistance.
As it turned out,
After this blow to the head burn,
All zjeby
had a vision about the true Czech breeze.
And at that time streams of rain washed away three
Highland bards.
Now nobody will advise them not,
guess, to use the strokes.
Spatula in hand, riding on the rain! And here
bam! Mazda pulls up! Four
drechów it crawls, pulls up
Soon jeszce swab,
So with dresami are and skinheads. Does anyone
kminie this story?
is terribly chaotic! It's like today
invent surrey.
But as someone speaks the brain,
It will bezmózgim woe!
brain is a great power,
Where the extent of its reach, will
chwacko, rozkminowo. Because
how to write, it is also the head.
no challah every clear away, no
lufki what sunbathe.
But the rain did not steal the dough,
Because it is two different cities! Replace the inner tube
tire wash windows
parachute,
Caressing stool, drawers bite,
races among the plants,
After This is also a horse man! Fish Eye
use! But kayaking is
niesmaczy,
Such hard and kajaczny.
I shoot in the foot with a bow,
neck blouses with an ankle with the pavement.
Whoa, whoa, the subject of luck!
przychopatem I am not!
Well I know what I'm writing. Someone
poskręcał in the bubble film.
Because this was bad luck for zjebów,
need to dump all of the bridge.
Chicken, a little headache,
But it still does not matter, just so
apap sip,
ends up with someone styknąć,
knock glass stone great
house built on one beam,
I live there with his family.
Lubricate the bacon,
To wolves flew, To lard
licked. In this way Rome
not attempt to build a chicken to hide czpki.
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