Well as "where", here on my wall, after all, the seventeenth day is hanging!
And although the ore says it's unfortunate (though she used another epithet) to give him half month, I let myself, however, with:
June to June. Really.
I do, I will do my part. The same as you.
fly to his sister to England to squeeze my nephew, who is a small, pink and torn. I eat strawberries, nectarines, dried pork sausage and mole mounds. Kisses
Pegasus, watch games without sound, I'm waiting until Aga back to make her happy birthday.
Like any normal person I'm going tomorrow to work integration event in the Masurian woods, to take place in a large rubber ball and fall the quad (under the influence of emotions and a large swollen sun).
Standards.
In fact, I look forward to autumn, which will change everything:)
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