these days the sun is glowing! He made his cacou Vesper! a fart is the max! Today he has outdone himself this idiot! go ahead and I do my peacock! Will faraud least in the greyness of November next, go hit the hay in loucedé, be ashamed to have been poor all day long . But hey, let's not be mean to that old ham: take the good old sun!
But what chance am I listening (via Spotify) and listen to me this délectissimer Das Leipziger Saxtett a male choir who sing arias by Dvorak and Grieg is not my cup of tea such Zique and I am yet well stuck! But, hey, I still prefer them forever zicos who put themselves at an age even "advanced" in this interesting position: to fart mouth off a coconut tree! (I probably still enough of a "male singers" from "saxtett" mentioned above is increased "the top" of a coconut tree, and it is the ghoul farted at that) (ah foot it would be if the old pirate Keith Richard accompanied him to the scratching das foo something "above named: I bet he would not ... and cons either, if it exists)
but I maintain: the vocal is really great! (Even without falling coconut)
your entries can not stay "comment"! Zetes amazing and aunts!
As I walked down impassive Rivers: a) I felt a plastic bag wrapped around my Auchan oar. b) I saw a tag to shit on a metal bridge. c) I thought that the 4x4 did not care in the city.
