There when two or three summed in my name, there is a mole. That also happened in that day. She told me from the beginning. Ubi sum, ibi sacrilegium est. But I didn't believe her. Until I realized that we are too many people in the bedroom and that anybody know the card pin. But not this is the meaning of divorce. Out Father said that in the shadow of the old moles there is no erect penis, every secret is shared. That I took a bouquet of snowdrops and i told her: I'm leaving you for the weasel.
Titela Durnea
You are good for nothing, yo. Not even the fart and the burb are not OK. Street sweeper is written on your forehead. Come hear to hell and spread bird feces, learn from this hens beacause its are wiser. Since then Petre buried in night. To litsten to the mind, not the punch. Today is DAYLIGHT at last. He took the residency. In the rear-view mirror he saw the tear remained in the deep wrinkle. Peter smiles. He spread the hate at the same time with the bird feces. Father you will enjoy the time at us.
Costică Tihan
You are good for nothing, yo. Not even the fart and the burb are not OK. Street sweeper is written on your forehead. Come hear to hell and spread bird feces, learn from this hens beacause its are wiser. Since then Petre buried in night. To litsten to the mind, not the punch. Today is DAYLIGHT at last. He took the residency. In the rear-view mirror he saw the tear remained in the deep wrinkle. Peter smiles. He spread the hate at the same time with the bird feces. Father you will enjoy the time at us.
(Translated by Ema-Teodora Rădulescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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