Если близко звездолёт,
Я бегу вприпрыжку.
Ща оно как пизданёт.
Отложите книжку.
Thanks argentum_g (via
raven_hl).
Если близко звездолёт,
Я бегу вприпрыжку.
Ща оно как пизданёт.
Отложите книжку.
Thanks argentum_g (via
raven_hl).
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