Gruhapravesh In Pregnancy

tipsy if not for a pair of legs

am doing my usual round of blogs, what I do on average once every five times that comes to mind, because the other four times are not the electronic computer. even talk about the four, even six times a year. I still wonder what it means to blog.
But we have so many and I know.
domandina did well to communicate with shaggy.
work get to know little.
I read things on his wood-lavorareconfrizioneattaccatappenappena-telling me the fantastic party.

and then got up as usual
- Volevodelchinottod'epocaquellodellafestadell'oratoriovivalaspumaneraevviva-and I find you?
a train to negativ-land

the bug is removed with ease. because if you crush it smells. in fact all insects are removed with ease. no flies, not easily return.
my uncle's wings so then run off and learn that they must not bother flying around all the time. but first try to walk away, that is not as inhumane, the warning sometimes. then if you really are recurrences gives them a penalty proportional to the fault. annoy me? in proportion you mutilated and condemn you to death. not bat an eyelid. I'll put you pregnant milk the goats 4 months, I'll marry you.
back to the fact that small animals we break, sometimes bite, move away or kill them.
the bug does not actually do anything, you can even give her a cup with his finger and no time to travel. stuff that a mosquito has already moved from 20 minutes, which had predicted your move and you have already put in 7 point, is there with his belly full of blood that makes a nap, to secure the ceiling and in the meantime you're sending to Empty the shot you wanted to impose on the index. the bug stays there instead of a spread sheet and a pair of socks and does nothing, the love the clean scent that only knows how to convey the ava.
ava as lava. and smells like. Instead she
stinks. and walk away because if you accidentally crush girandoti "You know you stink."
maybe you are missing a pair of legs, because then you're in color and armor in the guise of bug.
it?!
bo people do so, we standardized a few smart people. and then sometimes you just forget. is not premeditated. and if they are repeat offenders we do? detach the wings so we could not fly more in the breach of our piùpiùpiù sciatica. try another, bo!
we have wooden loves you, I like to know? and I confess we should be lemons with wigs and I can not take them off. but not a ruin families you leave it in spite of myself.
and even to me like a bug. and even quite a bit of people I know.
or at least not wash more, peta in abundance and tries to crush you every time, so you leave.
bah I have written a bunch of crap
hello cevca of cava was fine. and made to feel, I recomande!
francesco