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it's either ***** or it's blackmail, you choose; i've had, enough! of making a choice! i've made mine already! hoisin duck wraps! **** you and your twisted "upkeep" of the white culture... ich sagte meine finale,     überqueren meiné    origínal setzen...         ich werden meiné zweite vorschlag -                   die kreuzzug: and i mean, really really mean: die schwarzkreuz auf ein          trügerisch pazifist segeltuch... i really don't understand the undermining of the germans... i really, really think these people are crafting the next auschwitz with their ****** take on innocence, to me the muslims are the next jews... but i like drinking watching this cinema...    makes the whiskey tvice *** goot, thrice as godot...             go ha ha jerky in deutsche... these muslims don't know germans...           i'm waiting for the goblin cannibals to start eating the             migrants...    fun fun fun...              it's like you almost miss the jews - woe to those: who have seriously undermined     das deutsche... as i say:             nein, ich bin sißer sie             gemacht spaß was auf nicht        machen sein witz: zukunft geist... and that really is my best effort of spastic german... i think it was along the lines:    take the **** out of the germans, you will regret taking the **** out of the germans, because taking the **** out of the english, only means a delayed reaction from the americans / australians...   which is always the worst part of the joke, that, by being delayed, is never, actually endowed with a status of: being a joke akin to auschwitz ha ha no ha ha.              still, **** me, those hoisin duck wraps, and the calendar year being unchanging; keep calling it d-day qua qua quacking jeep...           oh, right, blah blah black sheep... forgot about the swans, just started to imagine the israeli invention of the *** hiding behind the propaganda surrounding the kalashnikov.
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Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 10:21 PM UTC
feindflug music / hoisin duck wraps
it's either ***** or it's blackmail, you choose; i've had, enough! of making a choice! i've made mine already! hoisin duck wraps! **** you and your twisted "upkeep" of the white culture... ich sagte meine finale,     überqueren meiné    origínal setzen...         ich werden meiné zweite vorschlag -                   die kreuzzug: and i mean, really really mean: die schwarzkreuz auf ein          trügerisch pazifist segeltuch... i really don't understand the undermining of the germans... i really, really think these people are crafting the next auschwitz with their ****** take on innocence, to me the muslims are the next jews... but i like drinking watching this cinema...    makes the whiskey tvice *** goot, thrice as godot...             go ha ha jerky in deutsche... these muslims don't know germans...           i'm waiting for the goblin cannibals to start eating the             migrants...    fun fun fun...              it's like you almost miss the jews - woe to those: who have seriously undermined     das deutsche... as i say:             nein, ich bin sißer sie             gemacht spaß was auf nicht        machen sein witz: zukunft geist... and that really is my best effort of spastic german... i think it was along the lines:    take the **** out of the germans, you will regret taking the **** out of the germans, because taking the **** out of the english, only means a delayed reaction from the americans / australians...   which is always the worst part of the joke, that, by being delayed, is never, actually endowed with a status of: being a joke akin to auschwitz ha ha no ha ha.              still, **** me, those hoisin duck wraps, and the calendar year being unchanging; keep calling it d-day qua qua quacking jeep...           oh, right, blah blah black sheep... forgot about the swans, just started to imagine the israeli invention of the *** hiding behind the propaganda surrounding the kalashnikov.
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Sep 29, 2017 at 10:21 PM UTC
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