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- Trochę słabo gra
- Wszyscy go mutują
- Ma małego
- Nie zna podstawowych zasad ortografii
- Próbuje rzucać nożami w przeciwników
- GREFINGUJE od pierwszej rundy
- Ponoć wyruchał matki wszystkich z przeciwnej drużyny
- Celuje stopą lewej nogi
- Mikrofon dostał chyba do Happymeala w MC'Donaldzie
To wszystko inne spoko polecam
+rep :)
😵
A girl's best friend is her mutter.
-- Dorothy Parker
😍
We decided it was night again, so we camped for twenty minutes and drank
another six beers at a Young Life campsite. O.C. got into the supervisory
adult's sleeping bag and ran around in it. "This is the judgment day and I'm
a terrifying apparition," he screamed. Then the heat made O.C. ralph in the
bag.
-- The Utterly Monstrous, Mind-Roasting Summer of O.C. and Stiggs,
National Lampoon, October 1982
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Piping down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of pleasant glee,
On a cloud I saw a child,
And he laughing said to me:
"Pipe a song about a Lamb!"
So I piped with merry cheer.
"Piper, pipe that song again;"
So I piped: he wept to hear.
-- William Blake, "Songs of Innocence"
🤐