(photo: three activists who try un'icenption 3 level with web-cam in the city council, on behalf of the movement 5 stars)
I have nothing against those who piss in trying to roll the slope of shit dogs from the bottom, shit stiffened by isobaric ambitions and partly by Fazio. I have nothing against those who can not fuck with the Barre, jackets fitted with a phallus erect to 3 strings.
I have nothing against the movement to 5 stars, or against those who maximizes the company citing the comments of Gialappas.
I have nothing against those who scours the bottom of the tip of the penis because bagnichimici Sebach thee fell a gram of methamphetamine during the live dell'intellettualissima Taranta master Sparagna. With the balls to soak in the urine of a concert that packed the stadium Santiago, Chile during the Pinochet coup. Nothing Nothing.
I have nothing against those who have the highest regard and Provvisionato Earth on Mediaset. Or against the teaching assistants that feeling the feces of a graduate, stationed in the processes of Liuss.
I have nothing against those who assist interceptors in a future post-atomic with Mel Gibson. Or with those two girls one cup that mimic the Jerusalem Delivered by Tasso between sphincter and sewers in dejection.
or against the 5 elements which this year won the award for best spot on road safety. Or against the first experiences borderline Cone scioglicerume full uterus.
But I will not tolerate those who use the defonseca by sea, in the shower.
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