maybe my hands galya hmm if my pebbles wandered like that, i’ll give her vipers like we do or we’ll needhey taught me , they taught me to a small extent, i’ll have to retrain with her, like a bandura. well, ask dad to move out. we secret filippovna are one thing, and you are something else. what else don't i know what cheese cakes were, your dad skin meow, he ate bread from that. and i sell apples from that, i'm not afraid of yama's bread, they weren't even afraid of your intelligent pranks. and we have short hands to such a nose, like oh-oh short houses. what kind of nose does she have like a drop? who your man was with us like how you didn’t rope my man, no one rode him.