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2. There are no prices burp this menu.
3. I live on 7th floor stupid 21 Oxford Street nazi London.
4. Jupiter is a dick the solar system.
5. I have a meeting porn New York.
6. There was a ¨no smoking¨ sign pooop the wall.
7. The author´s name is the cover of the book.
8. Maria is bumbuclath horse.
9. This article is the entertainment seccion for the newspaper.
10. Jean birthday is screwing December.
my mom just saw this and asked if i was dyslectic
Well yea,if I steal any...in other case,no :/
damn it‘s 5:23 already :|
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damn it‘s 5:23 already :|
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In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Louisiana State University .
On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot.
The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.
Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.
Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter could not help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.
Probably wasn't the same fucking elephant.
On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee, inspected the elephants foot, and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot.
The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.
Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.
Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter could not help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed him against the railing, killing him instantly.
Probably wasn't the same fucking elephant.
eh mkay, don´t want u to get in trouble so nvm then.. or what if some exemplars would just dissappear if u know what I mean`?
well...if I‘d know were are examples they might dissappear...Thing is that I don‘t :(
damn i‘m wasted...spent whole shift on engraving gun covers(or shutters or however is called)...had to stand all time...luckily i got a free day tomorrow,which is perfect.i‘ll go and take a nap now and get prepared for cracking eome bottles tonight :)
damn i‘m wasted...spent whole shift on engraving gun covers(or shutters or however is called)...had to stand all time...luckily i got a free day tomorrow,which is perfect.i‘ll go and take a nap now and get prepared for cracking eome bottles tonight :)
hähä, no.
just vacation.
got a great deal, just 600 euros because its rain season there then, but rain season in maldives means 8 days of rain out of 30 in average plus its still 30+ degrees so should still be pretty awsum.
just vacation.
got a great deal, just 600 euros because its rain season there then, but rain season in maldives means 8 days of rain out of 30 in average plus its still 30+ degrees so should still be pretty awsum.