Srenjski blog ~ prostepoljane Blog Archive Chat ~ second
There, at sea, where now his legs soaked, it is no longer open chat. To create new, she said. All right! And another wish that last post here shoves her'll also fulfilled. As far as I know, of course!
I do not know how to help you, the krovstvu know only very little. Le Rime of its total interpretations that good shall be repaid soon.
Ahoy! Again, answer the Throttle. 5 minutes free internet connection you in this cyber-kafiču namely earn when ordering a cocktail. They day (or. Ono night) I for those 11 minutes, the connection should drink two ... and then during the night swim "crow" ... the full moon and plankton.
Vilinček thank you for your kind comments! You know, I feel completely "cut off" from the world (which suits me perfectly!) And prostihpoljan (which we do not quite correspond), because they are already all this time I have no feed-back, but she has expensive when I see that in this compartment at least Mijauom jar of candy still "alive."
Chat to me even today does not open, it's probably already jar of candy overburdened by the number of comments, especially the You Tube-s -> (hypersensitive Megabits), we have diligently prilagali next. Bin? It is not? Is he eclipsed what? Would be a good time to open a new "chat." Bin, please download it all my Scribe, jar of candy which does not fall within the sonnet drawer somewhere else.
I will not again "crow" ... 5 minutes to the end of me ... so just pripopam "ocvirek" day. Let this night as you so pleasantly warm and quiet. I wish you all a sea of inspiration and the Bay of how best mood.
The sympathetic Goriciani playing volleyball - standing up to the waist in the sea. Good atmosphere, small-paced lively ball and our no less paced lively energy - provide the full infectious laughter. Režimo like fools, five of us and throws us the Maya fought for ONE yellow ball - as if it were from the dry gold - heaven forbid that fell into the water! Then it happens "big shot", someone from the cut of the ball with such force that it carried away in an arc away from us. The ball lands in a rubber jar of candy motorboat moored to a buoy. Since none of the infected morbid laughter unable to get it, no less infected swim towards the boat myself. He laughs and zero-hudegasluteč is swung to the edge of the rubber boat and overlooking'm looking for that yellow thing. Surprise, surprise !!! The ball is held in the hands lying GOL svetlolasec, which had certainly been a good time to sunbathe in the boat, as it was not observed. I ask him if I deliver the ball. Blonde stands up, and we provide it, and I thank him and I want to swim towards the shore. A bloody GORICIANI !!! One by one they fall into an even more boisterous and painful laughter, which is, of course, took over me. In order not to hear and to save speckled jar of candy type any embarrassment, politely Take a deep breath and swim towards the shore under water. Moth Tauhanje quite a long time myself, dah. But when I'm at a given moment someone starts hysterically grasp the ankle, nonetheless rises to the surface. Blonde menu frightened jar of candy and angry at the same time: "Hotfrdamen !!! You stupid lady !!! I thought you were drowning jar of candy !!! "Is this crazy Dutchman really thought I was drowning jar of candy ??? Anyway, the situation was now even more comical way and I could not hold pathological laughter, which I was really set. Well, from here on, then there is a serious possibility that drown ...
As I see it for Srenjce you good care, I forget what šlamparijo and žlehtnobo ... from his roommates - you get a gold-plated cup, which is filled with the "spirit of sport" - not the thug!
Meow - I hope it is on your end of the commotion already received, also we have it - a month ago - damage much ... (and yet another - much harsher - test us suffer a little before that) ... but yeah ... that's life ... go forward with pleasure to the "Malchus" ... The most important thing is that the spirit is strong enough. However, none of this "storm" can not break.
Me snub mystical beauty of the sky ... even with the surface of the loves ... is it glistens.
This "my" is the Rock on k'teri jar of candy lying with her leaping out there to read, and sometimes I fall asleep.
Do you hear kak'razbija ... Those TAM TAM is of me in a strange rhythm I Doin 'all the way by wind driven ...
We'll general, this little blog aired out, another colossal jar of candy again stupidity did.
IMPLIED even rhyme ... my first text? That today when I prime, Who to watch on the rules? in my pot still brandies
Well this is very good, my uncle played the guitar ... and I loved it then. Once again ... again .. again ... But I learned the accordion ... 5 years old I was when I got it. More at improvisation, sa I tried to close after its
Maybe I'm blind and do not notice that past me going thanks, I continue to celec I walk, you're left in the stove? ---------------- Really warm in there in the furnace. I've been waiting a long time at the cottage. I have to continue to run, it does not get cold that when you come.
Do not we re
There, at sea, where now his legs soaked, it is no longer open chat. To create new, she said. All right! And another wish that last post here shoves her'll also fulfilled. As far as I know, of course!
I do not know how to help you, the krovstvu know only very little. Le Rime of its total interpretations that good shall be repaid soon.
Ahoy! Again, answer the Throttle. 5 minutes free internet connection you in this cyber-kafiču namely earn when ordering a cocktail. They day (or. Ono night) I for those 11 minutes, the connection should drink two ... and then during the night swim "crow" ... the full moon and plankton.
Vilinček thank you for your kind comments! You know, I feel completely "cut off" from the world (which suits me perfectly!) And prostihpoljan (which we do not quite correspond), because they are already all this time I have no feed-back, but she has expensive when I see that in this compartment at least Mijauom jar of candy still "alive."
Chat to me even today does not open, it's probably already jar of candy overburdened by the number of comments, especially the You Tube-s -> (hypersensitive Megabits), we have diligently prilagali next. Bin? It is not? Is he eclipsed what? Would be a good time to open a new "chat." Bin, please download it all my Scribe, jar of candy which does not fall within the sonnet drawer somewhere else.
I will not again "crow" ... 5 minutes to the end of me ... so just pripopam "ocvirek" day. Let this night as you so pleasantly warm and quiet. I wish you all a sea of inspiration and the Bay of how best mood.
The sympathetic Goriciani playing volleyball - standing up to the waist in the sea. Good atmosphere, small-paced lively ball and our no less paced lively energy - provide the full infectious laughter. Režimo like fools, five of us and throws us the Maya fought for ONE yellow ball - as if it were from the dry gold - heaven forbid that fell into the water! Then it happens "big shot", someone from the cut of the ball with such force that it carried away in an arc away from us. The ball lands in a rubber jar of candy motorboat moored to a buoy. Since none of the infected morbid laughter unable to get it, no less infected swim towards the boat myself. He laughs and zero-hudegasluteč is swung to the edge of the rubber boat and overlooking'm looking for that yellow thing. Surprise, surprise !!! The ball is held in the hands lying GOL svetlolasec, which had certainly been a good time to sunbathe in the boat, as it was not observed. I ask him if I deliver the ball. Blonde stands up, and we provide it, and I thank him and I want to swim towards the shore. A bloody GORICIANI !!! One by one they fall into an even more boisterous and painful laughter, which is, of course, took over me. In order not to hear and to save speckled jar of candy type any embarrassment, politely Take a deep breath and swim towards the shore under water. Moth Tauhanje quite a long time myself, dah. But when I'm at a given moment someone starts hysterically grasp the ankle, nonetheless rises to the surface. Blonde menu frightened jar of candy and angry at the same time: "Hotfrdamen !!! You stupid lady !!! I thought you were drowning jar of candy !!! "Is this crazy Dutchman really thought I was drowning jar of candy ??? Anyway, the situation was now even more comical way and I could not hold pathological laughter, which I was really set. Well, from here on, then there is a serious possibility that drown ...
As I see it for Srenjce you good care, I forget what šlamparijo and žlehtnobo ... from his roommates - you get a gold-plated cup, which is filled with the "spirit of sport" - not the thug!
Meow - I hope it is on your end of the commotion already received, also we have it - a month ago - damage much ... (and yet another - much harsher - test us suffer a little before that) ... but yeah ... that's life ... go forward with pleasure to the "Malchus" ... The most important thing is that the spirit is strong enough. However, none of this "storm" can not break.
Me snub mystical beauty of the sky ... even with the surface of the loves ... is it glistens.
This "my" is the Rock on k'teri jar of candy lying with her leaping out there to read, and sometimes I fall asleep.
Do you hear kak'razbija ... Those TAM TAM is of me in a strange rhythm I Doin 'all the way by wind driven ...
We'll general, this little blog aired out, another colossal jar of candy again stupidity did.
IMPLIED even rhyme ... my first text? That today when I prime, Who to watch on the rules? in my pot still brandies
Well this is very good, my uncle played the guitar ... and I loved it then. Once again ... again .. again ... But I learned the accordion ... 5 years old I was when I got it. More at improvisation, sa I tried to close after its
Maybe I'm blind and do not notice that past me going thanks, I continue to celec I walk, you're left in the stove? ---------------- Really warm in there in the furnace. I've been waiting a long time at the cottage. I have to continue to run, it does not get cold that when you come.
Do not we re
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