Po dlouhé době sem na blog přidávám další kapitolu! Omlouvám se, ale fakt jsem nějak zapomněla na tento blog. Ale dost keců, tady máte kapitolu. Na konci na obrázku je, jak škola vypadá. Do zásvětí se umí .

With Jesus, music, and a stout cup of coffee, this curly-haired and bony-kneed wanderer can conquer anything. When Sunday eve fades into the Monday morning. There is a smell in the atmosphere. With a glance outside, sights of a morning thunder storm. Causing steam to rise from the ground. As if the rain is cold water. And the ground a heated stove top. An aroma of brewing coffee. Seeping into the freshly painted walls.

Me revoila avec des nwes a croké. Moi,Moi,Moi,Moi,Moi,Moi,MOI. Subscribe to my blog! Sa ces mon poto tabénasssss jlaime tro ce boug lui méme il ces kil fais parti de la familllllle car entre lui et moi il ni a pas de secrét TOI MéME TU SAIT BOYS. Please enter the sequence of characters in the field below. Panchoni aka tchady aka le tacleur.

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