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  1. Jебем ти све kad uvek zakasnim, где год да кренем, vidim Elvisa како свира kurcu,i Tomu Zdravkovića како плаче, dozivajući prokletu sudbinu globtrotera, kafanskog dima, Данке, Бранке,kosovarke.Subota je, проклета је ова недеља,a sreda jos gora, a ptice cvrkuću. Ubuđan sir smara prolaznike kroz tržni centar, хармоника се чује, i ciga peva, "Она, она ми је срце сломила",jebo je ker!Палим цигару,pušim,
    cvrkućem i nervozno buljim u monitor ,mešam!! zašto savljamo tačku
    neviđenu kada bi trebali da, пијемо ракију vruću,пишам ми се

  2. Anything is good if it's made of chocolate.

    Jo Brand

  3. Jебем ти све kad uvek zakasnim, где год да кренем, vidim Elvisa како свира kurcu,i Tomu Zdravkovića како плаче, dozivajući prokletu sudbinu globtrotera, kafanskog dima, Данке, Бранке,kosovarke.Subota je, проклета је ова недеља,a sreda jos gora, a ptice cvrkuću. Ubuđan sir smara prolaznike kroz tržni centar, хармоника се чује, i ciga peva, "Она, она ми је срце сломила",jebo je ker!Палим цигару,pušim,
    cvrkućem i nervozno buljim u monitor ,mešam!! zašto savljamo tačku
    neviđenu kada bi trebalo da, пијемо ракију vruću,пишам ми се i jebe. U proleće ptičice se jebu u blatu, izigravajući komšijske paramecijume na krovovima koji skaču kreveljeći se u agoniji. Tragikomedija opširne Šekspirove jebade zvuče ofucano u odnosu na

  4. Тата malog ретарда ubaci

  5. - Nervira me sto muskarci vole da se cesu muda i to na javnom mestu!!!Na sta bi licilo kada bih ja pocela da cesem picku nasred ulice!!!!?????

  6. Тата malog ретарда ubaci u kazan da bi mogao mirno da sere jer su gnomi počeli да mu čačkaju

  7. zensko-zidarsko-dupe-ass-crack

  8. ♥ПАЦОВСКИ ИЗМЕТ & ВЕШТАЧКА ОПЛОДЊА♥

    П. И. В. О.

    ♥PACOVSKI IZMET & VEŠTAČKA OPLODNJA♥

    P. I. V. O.

    ♥RAT FECES & ARTIFICIAL INSEMINATION♥

    卐RATTE SCHEIßE & FALASCHE BEFRUCHTEN卍

    ♥নিষেকক্রিয়া বলে। & মিলিত প্রকারান্তরে♥

    ♥受て 物の & コール 精は♥

  9. Meщa

    Nije što sam narcis, ali najviše od svih volim sebe.

  10. Stone Hammer With Fiberglass

  11. Dragonforce Through the Fire and the Flames Lyrics

    On a cold winters morning
    In the time before the light
    In flames of death's eternal rain
    We ride towards the fight
    When the darkness is falling down
    And the times are tough alright
    The sound of evil laughter
    Falls around the world tonight
    Fighting hard, fighting on for the steel
    Through the wastelands evermore
    The scattered souls will feel the hell
    Bodies wasted on the shores

    On the blackest plains in hell's domain
    We watch them as they go
    In fire and pain, now once again we know

    So now we fly ever free,
    We're free before the thunderstorm
    on towards the wilderness
    Our quest carries on
    Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight
    Deep inside our hearts and all our souls

    So far away we wait for the day
    For the light source so wasted and gone
    We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
    Through the fire and the flames we carry on

    As the red day is dawning
    And the lightning cracks the sky
    They will raise their hands to the heavens above
    With resentment in their eyes
    Running back through the midmorning light
    There's a burning in my heart
    We're banished from a time in a fallen land
    To a life beyond the stars

    In your darkest dreams you still believe
    Our destiny this time
    And endlessly we'll all be free tonight

    And on the wings of a dream so far beyond reality
    All alone in desperation, now that time has come
    Lost inside you'll never find, lost within my own mind
    Day after day this misery must go on

    So far away we wait for the day
    For the light source so wasted and gone
    We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
    Through the fire and the flames we carry on

    Now here we stand with their blood on our hands
    We fought so hard now can we understand
    I'll break the seal of this curse if I possibly can
    For freedom of every man

    So far away we wait for the day
    For the light source so wasted and gone
    We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days
    Through the fire and the flames we carry on

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Ekonom:east Magazin · 03. Februar 2011.