daughter, a good one, my mother did not dare to clean up, laugh at me in the forest, go away, well, kazatelka love with you, good joking ears. well, they wanted to eat and not give. our know is less expensive along the edge stretches. we were led by paths without stitches, given by a low-poison pobudovy with a red cigly, that there is no special person on the road to take away shimano cut, that near the pukhovitsky district , a buddynok was collected, unique for the given meatiness , the tutaish zhikhara heals, that the earth is sown from the shilchas of the gentry and the watch of the russian empire. you were baptized at the yakkost distillery maybe a mentor and dimitry krivoshey, from secondary school number two of the city of marvin gorka, conducts here following the native land, i will move to the 18-20th stage from the shukao-material from these candles that greta steam studies are being extended. oh, petre riotous, i parted my song, the salt under the alyona valley, we will war thieves, they are a joy to cry for you. polina will be at war and we will destroy the brest region. on the fir