~subota, 14.10.2006.

ma zar opet...

ljudi stvarno nekada mogu biti retardirani, glupi, jadni... ali ovi su stalno! - da, riječ je o tkz. miholjačkim pljeskačima... ufff... ta smrdljiva šminkerska gamad, gade mi se e...
to treba ispizdit (al da samo to...)
tako nešto maloumno da postoji na svijetu...i da ih je u tolikom broju... svaka čast, tkz. bože
ovo je jedano... baš jadno...
još kud su tako ušmišljeni, gadni...tu se još i kurče...
ali... samo kad ih je 10... i samo se usude napasti kad vide jednog, eventualno dvoje... mislim, bravo, skorz ste face.
kako neki ne kuže...da ako im se jednom oprosti, više se neće... ne al ovo...
ja stvarno ne kužim ni što pišem, jer sam "malo" :) pripita :D heh
jebote...kako hrpa maloumnih budala može nekom tako brzo dići tlak?? ako je rijeć o ovim već navedenim budalama - vrlo lako...
ne volim previše srat o ljudima...ali ovo... to da se baš iserem po njima, a ne da serem o njima... odvratni su...
koji je to stupanj života da mi je samo znati??? 1.?? neeee... to je daleko ispod prvog.... oni su vrlo glupa stvorenja, čak su i preglupi da bi shvatili koliko su zapravo glupi...
ma... to su ipak šminkeri... ali oni seljački... s loše ufuranim zurkama... e da, oni koji se tuku međusobno mrtvi pijani po centru :) e baš ti...
misle da su face... ali zapravo, prolaziš pored njih i smiješ im se facu...
ali ipak... njeh 10 se sleti na jednog (pazite foru, 10 na jednog!!!) i onda ga ispizde.... cool, a? i nakon toga najebu kao nikad.... ali ovaj put nisu... al će... ak ne sad u noći... onda sutra... stignu još....
a sad idem spavat... osječam se umorno...
ufff, fuj, sad sam si ih zamislila :S
lol
pa-pa

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