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Ilmoita käännösongelmasta
While I clicked my favourite video, suddenly there came a warning. And my heart was filled with mourning, mourning for my sweet amour.
"TIS NOT POSSIBLE" I muttered, "Give me back my free hardcore".
Quoth the server, "404".
As I sat, in my frustration
Thwarted in my masturbation
I came upon the revelation
That I missed my spring break ♥♥♥♥♥.
Quoth the server, "404"
For that fair and sultry harlot that sweet ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ names my ♥♥♥♥♥
Nameless here for evermore.
Ah, distinctly I remember,
It was in the bleak December,
When each separate dying smegma stuck upon my desktop wall...
Quoth the server, "404"