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hard to play the idiot; likened to Mr. Bean taking the role from Angus Daily into a Blackadder hurrah who? ha, ha, ha! my eyes never left me baffled - or washington prone: *** to a stirrup - furthermore, or Rushmore: Atilla with an entourage worthy of Genghis: of prone gravitas - i too santa's little helper and sinatra's five p.m. flamingo strut's worth of martini - when said slavic eye then lessened germanic white-boy fisheyed to boot... i mean less binocular and more concentrate... but there's me as a fifth of Nevada in Siberia that's always the: **** we sold Alaska! Nicolai! oh Nicolai! Alaska! **** or of what was the Crimea, of what is the Kremlin: k, c, k, c, s, c, k, c, k, c, Vlad, s, t, u, v, k, c, s, Rasputin, k, c, k, c, Boney M.... i'm still fidgety about the third ethnicity in europe... i have to gather them attune to being southern slav, or pseudo-turkish, Finns, Latvians and Greeks... sounds like falafel: all guidance to the subsequent reprimands of necessarily tongue-tied whiplash - gravitas with the kink and jeopardy of a gimp fetish on the loose.
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Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 9:24 PM UTC
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hard to play the idiot; likened to Mr. Bean taking the role from Angus Daily into a Blackadder hurrah who? ha, ha, ha! my eyes never left me baffled - or washington prone: *** to a stirrup - furthermore, or Rushmore: Atilla with an entourage worthy of Genghis: of prone gravitas - i too santa's little helper and sinatra's five p.m. flamingo strut's worth of martini - when said slavic eye then lessened germanic white-boy fisheyed to boot... i mean less binocular and more concentrate... but there's me as a fifth of Nevada in Siberia that's always the: **** we sold Alaska! Nicolai! oh Nicolai! Alaska! **** or of what was the Crimea, of what is the Kremlin: k, c, k, c, s, c, k, c, k, c, Vlad, s, t, u, v, k, c, s, Rasputin, k, c, k, c, Boney M.... i'm still fidgety about the third ethnicity in europe... i have to gather them attune to being southern slav, or pseudo-turkish, Finns, Latvians and Greeks... sounds like falafel: all guidance to the subsequent reprimands of necessarily tongue-tied whiplash - gravitas with the kink and jeopardy of a gimp fetish on the loose.
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Nov 8, 2016 at 9:24 PM UTC
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