/trash/ - Trash

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Good afternoon, dear "Poltava Srach"! Hello!
I don't want to get fucked, I won't say my name, harasho?
In short, I have a problem, and the problem is that I do not know what they are doing. With me on the weekend, the story turned out to be such that no one would want to believe me (but I myself do not believe in this huit, and I do not want to, but I do not want to).
It's hard to even remember
but you will tell me, that's why I'm so pissed off! Somewhere in the remnants of their brains, I understand that it is better to keep it a secret, but then I'll just write to you, and you think there…
In short, I met a girl for two months. Well, she's so beautiful, beautiful, with a skinny waist, tits-ass, brunette, just below my height, green eyes… shorter,
kamsamolka. Chicken, he drinks, but not like that, because he swells up in his pussy, and that's fine. Sometimes, of course, it swells, but five races are not enough. So I will say even more! Vana, like me, will see any anema as I do. We even listen to the same music with her: Metallica, Rammstein, in short, black metal rolls! Well, in short, the girl is finally falling apart, she is still studying in the art of Poltava! I,
if sho, in music, but I will not talk more about myself, tosho on fuck magician get…
I must have loved her for the present. Probably love dasihpor…
Well, we broke up with her. On Sunday we parted with her and I lost my temper.
You, kaneshna, can think and say to yourself, like, "What kind of asshole is writing to us?" Us sho, more fuck do,
shob print in our newspaper all sorts of downs? Let's write about normal sex with girls! '' And you will be absolutely right and I am even sure that you will not write this paiben…
In short, on Sunday we parted with her. Then in the evening I swelled up in such an ass that there were only flowers цього But, paparadka.
In short, my Beloved asked me,
shob I gave her cat, Tuzka.
She gave me her tuzka for some time. There such a shit happened that Kahana rented an apartment in Palavky with his girlfriend. There shoto here and there, as I did not understand. Hike there shos radaks to her specially rented room, in short, shit. I did not understand and do not want to understand. And the mistress of that apartment is a rare bitch
. It is not uncommon to keep cats, dogs, hamsters and lice. Well, then Kahana asked me to keep Tuzka at home, while the Mistress came to the apartment for a short time. And I have, paluchayitsa, that the councilors went to the country and left a house for me. I first told Kahany that she had come to live with me, but she said,
Well, she doesn't want to live with her friend. Well, fuck you, I thought then, will you at least show me your pair? Vana said that she was not there, in short, I had never seen her. And the hostess, too.
On that resurrection, I agreed with her that we would go to bed. In the afternoon I set the table, filled the pastel, swept, cooked music Rammstein, in short
, romance! And in the evening she said that she does not love me, but loves someone else. I didn't even want to know who. I just sent her FUCK and fucked her. "Give me Toza Tuka!" She shouted at me. "Harasho!" I shouted at her, "Come tomorrow!"
The lady I returned to the post office on my feet.
I was pounding and thinking, '' Fuck you, you lousy sheep.
I met you almost two months ago, and you didn't even give it to me. I'm already screwed in virgins walking! Nadamnoy the whole class of rye, which I have never fucked! I've been sixteen for the past month, and I haven't fucked anyone yet! "
Well, in short, drove the lady…
I arrived late,
the moon was already shining brightly outside the window and I decided to fuck in the bedroom and not even take off my boots. And my house is old, still Soviet, and a closet and a door. Well, my dad and I handed over the dark buhoy. I tried to close the door to the bedroom right behind me, the shot didn't close on the bathtub and I slammed it shut again, and the bathtub was fucking.
I turn on the light and here I see a jerk in front of me…

"YOU'RE YOUR MOTHER," I shouted at the house, but I lost the gift of things and just whispered, "This is a bitch."
Tuzka, in short, lay on the doorstep and trembled in the convulsions of the mortals. I'm a fucking bastard like AHUEL then! ‘‘ SUUUKA! I BREAK HER FUCKING THE SPIN OF THIS FUCKING PUSH !!! THIS IS A PUSSY! SHO, FUCK,
DO ??? FUCK YOUR VALGAL, BITCH! IT WILL COME TOMORROW AND THE PUSSY WILL TAKE OFF HIS FUCKING CAT! WHAT TO TELL ME? YOBTVAYUMAT !!! ААААААА !!! Bitch, can she be taken to the vet? I DON'T HAVE A CURRENT OR A VETERINARY, I DON'T KNOW HIS NUMBER !!! Give me a pill? WHAT THE FUCK TABLE? SHE HAS THE BACK OF PALAMAN FUCK! NO TABLETS AT PALAMANA BACK! NO !!!!!!!! ’’
"Okay," I thought then, and decided that cats have nine lives. Toka this shit didn't help the cat and to breathe the bath, apparently, was going until the morning… I went to the bath and put the bucket under the tap to collect water. I washed myself, then I felt like a dick. He went into the hall and opened a pint of cognac, which was going to drink with Kahana.
He poured himself, drank and went to the bathroom. There was already a bucket on the edge of the defect and I went to the hall. He looked at the country of the bedroom, and the cat, the bitch, still climbs and asks. Bitch, this is the first time I've seen this! Pashov in the hall, poured, prayed, drank and pashov drowns Tuzka…
I remember when I was still a very young boy, my grandfather lived in the country, the kingdom of heaven to him. And one day I saw
as he barricaded unnecessary drowning. He then disappeared into the garden, and I followed him quietly, because he did not see me, because he did not want to, because I, a little jerk, saw so. I did not want, so to speak, to traumatize my child's psyche. Now I understand what he wanted, because I have not seen. When he burned me, he shouted at me so loudly that I was getting dressed.
I went to the house and cried day and night. My grandfather apologized for shouting loudly at me then, but now I understand him. I would have screamed no less if I had been seen drowning cats.
"Now it's my turn," I said to myself, taking all my will in my fist and grazing. He turned on the metal of Nozing Als Mathers softly.
took by the neck dasihpor shaking Tuzka and went to the bathroom. Vana shos wanted to meow, but a rasping current came on. I turned my head away from the bucket and dipped Tuzka in it.
I cried. Fair! I cried vodka then, "three taparami", but in my tears there was still something. What is rude? Sadness? Taska? Grief? Soul? It was probably the brandy I drank toccato.
I wanted sex. I really wanted sex and this thought began to occupy all my then bad thoughts, thank you! BUT I COULDN’T JUST TAKE THIS AND SAY, ‘‘ TUZKA! I'M GOING TO PICK UP NOW, AND THEN I'LL COME BACK AND WE'LL CONTINUE! " I fitted my pants. In principle, nothing could be worse.
The cat relaxed in my arms and I realized that things were done.
I turned my head to the bucket and our sighs met with Tuzka … IMMEDIATELY AFTER THIS DEAD LOOK, I burst straight into the bucket !!!
After waking up, I went to the hall and sat down at the table. I didn't even rinse my mouth and immediately poured myself some brandy. I switched Metallic to Master of Puppets and sat there drinking bugs…
At first I thought
It would be nice to take off your pants. It was the first good idea for the last day. I took off my ankle boots and put them under the devan. He took off his jeans and panties together and threw them into the corridor. He took off his T-shirt with Areya and threw it on his pants. Naski shoved himself into his left ankle boots and sat completely naked at the table, drinking pagnacello…
Turn off music,
for Shota wanted me to sit in silence. Cognac calmed my thoughts and the adrenaline began to appear in the blood less. I calmed down a bit and harasho sho shocked. There was more space for cognac… My legs got a little cold after urinating and I went to the bathroom, because the housemates were sniffing. Tuzka's dead body floated in the bucket. I have, fortunately,
it did not cause vomiting, but an interesting thought came to my mind…

I just threw the crumb in the bath. He took a bucket of rigata and poured it into the toilet. He returned to the bath, climbed in and washed himself with soap. Then the body of Tuzki at Blevak flared up. Tuzka was already cold and I took a bucket of hot water and threw her body back. Then the mouths shit,
shob in the abdomen was a relief. Then he went to the hall again. He drank brandy and took condoms out of his pants pocket.
If you look at my situation at the time, I was calm. I was as calm then as the fucking Buddha. I went to the bedroom before the camp and turned on the boy to warm up. I got up. I put on the gandon and hurried to the bathroom.
In the hall of the road he poured himself a search and went to fuck the dead cat of my ex-girlfriend…
Dead Tuzka warmed up. Any idea to put it in a bucket of hot water was not bad. I shoved my little one into my father-in-law's house, but my father-in-law Tuzki succumbed to me. I felt it all. I could feel her broken back, I could feel her insides. But,
Sho pagan, I felt sho I want to shit. But no! I was then busy asshole and patient.
But I couldn't stand it. I drove to the toilet and ate again.
He came back and saw that he was shitting with blood. "Well, nothing," I thought, "I'm in a dungeon!"
I pulled Tuzka back on my workbench and let's drive a new one.
And here,
as the revelation of God came to me: "Fuck, so be it!" Today I had to lose my virginity! I HAVE BEEN DEPRIVED OF VIRGINITY !!! ''. I chased the body of a cat on my iron and imagined that I was fucking my Beloved: I was fucking my Beloved, whose back was broken and she was dead! And it is drowned by the same hands,
who chase the body of a dead cat to a member of its owner! …
To say that I really liked it is not very much. But it's still not a fist…
After I finished, I took a pack and fell there, and there was a kashka and a gan don. He took off his shorts, T-shirt "KoYan", sneakers and went to the trash at night. There I threw the package in an iron container and went back to the lady.
At home I took out a second bottle of cognac and sat and thumped stupidly. I had a similar holiday. The day I lost my virginity. W current say my ex? I did not think about this question. I fell asleep in a chair in front of the TV…
I woke up in the evening. Bashka, to my delight, was not in much pain, although I could hear that I was pounding, but not very badly.
Maybe evening sex reduces morning sickness? I took out the rest of the horse and hung out. He looked at the phone, and there called the ex-dick knows skoko plus lion yakito intention. As a harasho, she doesn't know the number of my apartment, Tosho has never been here and, bitch, didn't even want to.
I don't know what to do. In the evening I went to the store for a drink.
I swelled up and sat down writing a letter in "Paltavskaya Srach". The councilors will arrive in a week. Maybe a hangover? Can the veins be cut? Or can he go to the ponds in the Sadov district and drown? I do not know…''