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"Τι χτυπαω??"
"Ενα μονο με ελιες. Και ενα μονο με πατατες."
και στο FIXXXXER!!!
I swear on tomorrow, if you take this chance
Our lives are this moment, the music - the dance
And here in this labyrinth of lost mysteries
I close my eyes on this night and you're all that I see
k se poion allo?
satan was a lez
χρόνια πολλά και από μένα
Ξέρετε γιατί όταν κάνετε μπάνιο στον Αμαζόνιο πρέπει να φοράτε... προφυλακτικό;
http://www.trollart.com/sound/candiru/index.html
http://rockandecology.blogspot.com/
λολ γιορτάζει ο Φίξξξερ.
I went down into the valley to pray.
I got drunk and I stayed all day.
Χρόνια πολλαααααααααααααααααά
My Mission will save the World.
But I'm still chasing time.
Vanity...definitely my favourite sin.
Xronia Polla
the game is the game
xronia pollaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!1
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
Xronia polla
People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect. But actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly...timey-wimey...stuff.
αιωνία του η μν...ΧΡΟΝΙΑ ΠΟΛΛΑ!
..where's my hammer?!
Xronia polla karafla!!1
Life begins at 45°.
zomgor`1! xronia polla!
My morning sun is the drug that brings me near
To the childhood I lost, replaced by fear
χρόνια πολλά πουτανιάρη
i need feminime venoms in order to function with the system.