Sve je ostalo tišina ...

četvrtak, 13.09.2007.

hvala Bogu ;) ( tip: zbog boljeg dojma upalite zvučnike )

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zla kob kroz godine, gnjusnost na vrhuncu....

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malo golotinje zidova ...

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poslije 1.

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poslije 2.

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poslije 3.

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Pipa curi spavati mi ne da...

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stvar je prošlosti, he, he, he ;) zlobno se nasmijah.

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kamenac???? ( ostavi mi tople vode, vičem kroz vrata )

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ne, ne hvala ;) imam tople vode i kad zadnja dodjem na red ;)

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koji je to? pada zid a nije Berlinski?

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moj više ne he, he ;)

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kada stara trist godina :/

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kada stara tjedan i pol ;)

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bljak, bljakidi bljak...

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jami, jamidi jam jam ;)

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sam svoj majstor kabinetić

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novi, kazališni stajl ;)

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i novi detalj u kupajoni ;)

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svi bi stalno bili u nutra ... a Didi bi se kupao...

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i veša prao samnom ... ;)

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13.09.2007. u 21:06 • 11 KomentaraPrint#

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