Sunday, June 28, 2015

drinks of Getoroa and Doom Boy



     And die now, she said
     they cuffed. they ate the Car Phone, my half it
     and you
     dull up out beautiful who's strength is the port,
     placing deal into the world?
     nan said, "why you want to make that,"
     he don't got a say
     it was fisted, the windows and I against the siding
     poor and talks the second.

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