Sve manje tipova ostaje poput nas, sve drugo odavno je otišlo u Honduras...
06.06.2007., srijeda
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You wake up, face bandaged, disoriented... You look around and to your horror discover you are in an institution... After a few discussions with your fellow patients, you begin to realize you're in a living nightmare... You're in an insane asylum...You don't remember your name...can't see your face...have no idea why you are here...there is no one around who can answer your questions...  Hey! What about this one??? Oh,leave him... That buster stole my car. I know this will sound nuts but I was in this small little town where a huge alien plant killed all the adults but not the kids... Good for you...why don't you go back there?! neki kurac se događa u zadnje vrjeme :/ |