Whore, sound shit to me, squealing something. I shall deal this evening but now I listen to music you can not. On Tuesday jebiac in a quarry based on lom I thought that we would describe the people who revolve around me. That was the idea for a series of stories, I do not know maybe one-two, and maybe ten partial. Rather, the cycle of family fun, have long planned to write something clever but you have not yet comprehended, far masturbates frantically at the meter to enter the site, and noticed just how funny lyrics, vulgar, and my style attracts the plebs. I guess I have to blog to share a few chapters - types of text. We'll see.
Ending admission did not plan let's get to the description roboli Higher Police. These are people ranging from intelligent, normal people whom I will not discuss until the steak debili - some nice and some preparing for something extra in the last week of work.
Head - There are few, this name is just like the capo at Birkenau. Had me so parents ochrzczili popelnilbym hara-kiri, or ritual murder. Not quite so, this person is so fucked up like a slut after all-night work. I do not want too much to write about it because I did not see her too much though happened to commit one of the biggest mistakes - trying a discuss with me. That will not do, ever. While the richest is at the forefront of the Belgians [something near 20 places] it has never been on vacation. I guess it treats a two-week stay in Pripjat - a Ukrainian Ciechocinek near Chernobyl.
Grandfather - My grandfather who is probably a problem with erection. All day sitting on it ever widlaku schadzac not - even to the crapper it goes. For all that has problems with self-esteem, doing shit all day, showing me a dare from August opierdalam. Yesterday, when he showed me his watch after returning from the toilet popukalem him out of his forehead and tore my snout in order to fill a machine which he takes shit. While leaving his scheming to do something, I do not know yet what plugactwa ... Enough!
Someone - I can not remember his name, as well as to understand what he must do. It seems to me that I was hired to observe and talk with grandfather. Do I respect him for it with fuck the boss is coming as soon as you do not know what he was doing, I have a theory which says the hides in the machine to knead the foil. Fuck observed. I like him for it is always tells me that something is changing, Aug. boss knocks in the head but just as no one sees and literally doing nothing. His left alone even though he takes the bucket with his grandfather on widlaku, and it should threaten to cut-off hand or in a machine leaving the foil on all night.
In the next episode:
Marline what looks like a peasant, Baba who sleeps with his eyes open and do not stop to talk, as well as a few other inventions. And today the next 8 hours in the brothel, the second amendment.
Wishing to overcome Babylon,
Cachens
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