Βασικα αντι wurst θα ειχε πιο πολύ πλακα...αλλα αντε μετα να βρω σακακι να βαλω ραφτο. δυσκολο
Βασικα αντι wurst θα ειχε πιο πολύ πλακα...αλλα αντε μετα να βρω σακακι να βαλω ραφτο. δυσκολο
1) e4, c5
2) Νf3
John Cleese: Political Correctness Can Lead to an Orwellian Nightmare
"Καλό ταξίδι Ντέζο... Μπορεί πλέον να έγινες "Τέζος" αλλά η εκδίκηση είναι κοντά... Τον ξέρω τον πούστη που σου προσέφερε φόλα... Ούτε πινακίδες δεν έχει στα κωλάμαξά του... Και έχει και κληρονόμες δυο αγελάδες κόρες... Θα μου το πληρώσει.. Να μου φιλήσεις τη μαμά Ντέζη και το φίλο Αρμάν..."
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All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.
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"Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire day sitting on their shoulders, forcing them to commit acts they would otherwise find repulsive. "The Devil made me do it." I have never made one of them do anything. Never. I need no souls. And how can anyone own a soul? No, they belong to themselves. They just hate to face up to it..." -
Lord Lucifer Morningstar
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"Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire day sitting on their shoulders, forcing them to commit acts they would otherwise find repulsive. "The Devil made me do it." I have never made one of them do anything. Never. I need no souls. And how can anyone own a soul? No, they belong to themselves. They just hate to face up to it..." -
Lord Lucifer Morningstar
Ε μπορεί μετά να βγει να πει ότι ήπιε λίγο παραπάνω, κουλ.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.
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All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.