kriva super antena

petak, 30.12.2005.

...eh piki, evo jos jedan dan je fakin prikraju i dani lete ko voodoo komarci, mada mi nije jasno kakve su to naprave..khm da...al mora da imaju veze sa krivim super antenama i da je to povezano... evo jos imam malo vremena da dovrsim tu pricu jel pocinje neki film koji je koso postavljen s obzirom na kruznicu...ahhhhhhhhhhhh puncka luda, sutra ti i moje bestije dolazite kod mene da napravimo rusvaj.. ja sam sve fino pripremila, i upravo u ove kasne sate sam dovrsila zadnji kolac za tvoju punasnu busicu, da budes sutra vulgarna sa federucom... nemoj zaboravit da na mom krevetu coris tako da nema pipanja... kloni se tog dlakavca i okreni guzu prema zidu.. jahsta...al cemo fino konzumirat zabranjena sredstva i drugi dan praznit zeluce uokolo u krug, koso od krivih super antena ...prilaze se pogodna slika da se razveselis..
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..a sad zbogom idem gledat neki ludi film.. odjava i do slusanja, sljede vremenska prognoza i sport za sljedecih 12 sati lalallaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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