Hello pidaras!
I am fuck your mamka in her fat anus.

it would be funny if it was not so sad

Fresh masterpiece of the star of Uglich poetry! For you, connoisseurs of beauty:

I rode today in a minibus,
Ie was sitting in the back seat.
It would seem that blasphemies do not go,
But someone has napperded in the interior.

I tried in vain to overpower
The lock of that minibus window.
And on the salon grows
Meanwhile, the smell of shit.

Stinky, like the asshole's ass,
Sudden, like a back blow,
I permeated every cell
That stink-fecal kumar.

Stinked as if in a salon
Gafurov Said was lying.
Suffering passengers
Even Hades was sympathetic.

My nose was tearing apart,
A fecal fire burned in it.
Smeridit is so, it happens, in July
Not every Tatar market!

But here is my stop,
Oh gods, the salvation has come!
Friends, do not fart in minibuses
That all of us were fine.

Hi! How are you? ХЕНДЕ ХОХ СУКА!

i like anal fucking
if you want to fuck in your anus please ask me about this

Said Zaloupovich, are you?

A fresh masterpiece of the star of Uglich poetry! On your court, lovers of beauty:

You flow like urine, our verbiage,
And on the tape posts, like a tangle.
Ah, Fifach, my Fifach, you are my bread on a platter and
Feet in the mouth, light beam, hell and blood of the moon.

Will come on pissy in your thread birds are great,
Pick shity - fucking hurry.
Ah, Anon-Tubareth, you are an anus many-faced,
Overlapping yours are above me.

From your love you can easily get rid,
A hundred spams per hour by placing barely.
Ah, Verbitsky, you're dick in the jugly vagina,
False Russia is your destiny.