At the corner of the corner to the ground
To Romania's table, the more dumb spy
So really ugly you do not tumble in your stomach
The head keeps flipping, tycoon
I have fictional sun fiction
No facts, nothing fixed
If you do not mind the ♥♥♥♥, go to the optician
Take the right option, the sun smiles
Take whiskey or double
Your Asterisk is a soap bubble
The promillet reveals the truths of the calf
Your face is harnessing, tycoon

Long Smoke - puoli litraa paskaa viskiä ja hyttyskarkoite

allah

mua kuumottaa iha hitosti. mä ain kuumotA.

paska - jussi
666

roota åpiki