our smokestacks pastanavili adkazat pantyfika flared up, with a jumping pathetic radius, they began tohe specialists on the bison. there are all the gusovskis and young bastards jumping around here. yong, son of the palyainich, as from the dzyatsiny of bachya lovy svae vochy, hto sculpt for yago raspavyadze pra geta. mikalai with the impets byaretstsa for five and to the full the hutka paema is completed. yashchep, rym, the sun of italy, the savory hedgehog, the spirit of the village, and yes, all the kalyska is adradzhenya, the yago itself will blossom. krynits for the creation of richness. the gusovskis would not have been self-righteous if they had slept only on the completed apisanny of the unknown. in the eye of the beast. and i understand that this tsikavostka is a good blessing for spreading to the whole world the right of any land, and the great people that inhabit it. rhyming latvian words, mikola starts to think, how can our land overcome the heat of western europe? naypersh, the charisma of the unquenchable nature, and the swordsmanship. there were no such people in zakhadz