
Drinking a sip of beer just enough to reach my stomach and mix with my acids without doing any chemical reaction is a torture. Im like a soldier on a humby waiting to go home craving for a Bigmac. The worst part is I have to wait for Saturday to get a descent bottle of beer.
She was happy, I was aching.
"Have I told you I ache, Have I told you I ache for you (beer)?"
You are one evil, cunning woman. It’s a massive turn on.
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http://www.google.com.ph/search?q=Paulo+Saravia&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a
asus.. pa secret2x pa ka ha'.. hehehe
- tino -
akoa lang man ni. ngano nakitan man? oh well, ayaw nlng saba. kabalo ka magsettings para dili jd makita? dili man gd ma edit ang codes. haha
Funny, I believe I saw the D-Day pic from the opposite view, I think the flash as well. I recognize those lines, and boy, does that can look mighty familiar.
Déjà vu?
Kudoz to Tinow, and cheers to Google search…
im on the artistic angle, you were on the smoking angle.
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