rum, hello.
I, frankly, badly burnt,
I flew when your former opponent.
[And who cocksucker now?]
I originally wrote, and even brought a chorus.
[And even passed.]
but you let all of pussy.
Of course, damn.
I was looking for in the pitch vitamin topic
the entire perimeter of the adjacent grids
prosharil and gently sang his odes: * Well, where are you, where? *
All arena area dug up, only to find it,
like snowdrops.
in full and was disappointed with the figure of a square on the ground.
huge skull splits apart the crowd,
panic, screams, fans Sergei all pull ruchishki, wrists, forehead,
those onlookers on battlovoy field already smashed overnight fame:
[It's a bird! this is a plane!]
aa, damn, this cube.
fuck. No one did not believe in earrings,
but I'm intruding, and break the door in the mansion:
me a novel, which I measured the stern,
because if I'm in the corner opposite - you're on the verge. Take care rib
rum, by the way, I immediately birds sang,
say, your style company - oldfagi prefer geymkyubu dandy
because your achievements - a tattoo for two weeks.
but I, too, Vlad drives - laser reduction.
be you are not cool:
if you change a friend - anything goes in a circle,
obviously. lover of geometric shapes,
it is almost porn - even Tetris for you.
I'm sorry, but you're too correct and smooth.
I had my way, damn, I have an extreme Battle with diamond design.
I studied you with a ruler, you know, Roma:
per cubic meter of the text of any competent acuity.
so see you soon. and it's not your fault then.
I have better things to Battle, see, I just need to see
hung mods on their own jackets as the Order.
so I put the vector of your coordinates.