Friday, January 28, 2011

Hooters Tales - Are you talking to me?




Besides remain on darkness, the crows don't know now what to answer, savage pigs shit eaters, look just answer the question, give my 20bucks, and i will write on some place that will finish you very soon.



Porks from Irland, another team that don't play shit, they don't know 2 things, play soccer and work with translation, they try, some one them also migrate to infest our continent with shit. Saint Patshit, is the boyfriend of Saint Gnushid, both tried to build an operating system that works, the only thing that they know is find the bogs that they left on their systems, now that they don't program more, they are fixing the errors that caused the death of hundreds of thousands on their own country. And look that, some idiots never realized this, and admire such shit persons.



I want my email back bitch






They tried to dominate such business, but when you listen the "Old Orange" hymn you understand the problem, they even know how to speak English, when someone have problems on tongle to speak it own language, some polite persons 'invented that it is an accent'. Maybe world is being too much polite with deformed minds like them. Also, they never thought about the real history, everybody always look for 'the absurd invention' avoiding to look the reality, a rich cockhold and the rampped ass. But what is more interesting, is that they exploded each other for centuries with no reason just because nobody never realized to understand the practical interpretation of some texts.




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