amigo me contaron del garronazo que te comiste anoche, un bajon que te asalten y encima te digan "entrega el steam o tu culo"... pero bueno me alegra que todavia tengas tu steam, despues jugamos

Yo me encontré con una escuadra
Y les dije pa' tomarnos unas jarras
Vamo' a caballo, en cuatro patas
Y borracho amanecimo' en la mañana
Yo me encontré con una escuadra
Y les dije pa' tomarnos unas jarras
Vamo' a caballo, en cuatro patas
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♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dude, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥. I once ate a tray of 24 assorted muffins. Large muffins too, like you'd buy at the bakery, not grocery store mini-muffins. I ate the first dozen out of hunger, but the last dozen were devoured by determination alone. A part of me wanted to stop I was full, the muffins had become repulsive, and there was a disconcerting pressure in my chest. The other, stronger part of me knew that if I gave up on that muffin platter I would admit limitation. A limited man can rationalize his every weakness, turn away from every challenge, live his life within the narrow confines of comfort; that's not how I live my life. But I digress. It took six days for my bowels to move, and when they did I ♥♥♥♥ a monolithic muffin block so wide it could not be flushed, so dense it would not dissolve with repeated flushing, and so heavy it took two hands to lift. The measure of anxiety, pain, pride and love is indescribable, so don't tell me I don't understand childbirth.

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Coloso, en cuanto puedas volverte a conectarte, deja que te ponga en el compartimiento de juegos.

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