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0level is too damn high in this topic bro
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0oh dear, one more in this place who can still speak the same language. nice to meet u bro.
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0are you gonna fucking kidding me ? would you like see my 19cm dick?
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0guys,we are not using metric system in usa, please use the imperial system for how big is your cock
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0no shit sherlock,you seem like a masturbation addict highscholar punk ass motherfucker.
exactly you keep 30 gallons of cum for your sister or cousin. -
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0or you can take a shover with it.
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0i love you my niggaa
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0Are you sex?
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0cyka
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0really really bad
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0poors dont understand
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0kill yourself faggot
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0Here my question. What is (ain't)? Why do you use that? Thanks for everything. And fuck your sis. LoL
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0I asked WHY? didn't how
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0are you sex
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0Dude have you ever try the yds? An English exam like toffel? If you have let me know,i have questions for you.. Actually it's gonna be late anyway because the exam is this sunday. Keep chillin bro
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0what the fuck is that? oh my god! what the fuck is that?
fuck you eksici fuck you eksisozluk fuck your moms fuck your dads. -
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0no questions but i wanna talk about tv series you watch.
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0him Im kira Im five years ago bagcılar is alive
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0go fuck your selfie
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0me neither bastard
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0I just wanna ask about Britain. Is it like you've always dreamed of? What is the best thing about there?
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0Are you sex ?
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0ı'm not speak engilish
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0yes ay dozont meeen ye madafakaır niga
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+1To be, or not to be--that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous
fortune
Or to take arms against a sea of
troubles And by opposing end them. To die, to
sleep--
No more--and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand
natural shocks
That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep--
To sleep--perchance to dream: ay,
there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams
may come When we have shuffled off this mortal
coil,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and
scorns of time, Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's
contumely
The pangs of despised love, the law's
delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus
make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels
bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after
death,
The undiscovered country, from whose
bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of
us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprise of great pitch and
moment
With this regard their currents turn
awry
And lose the name of action. -- Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia! -- Nymph, in thy
orisons
Be all my sins remembered. -
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0Fak yu veri maç
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0give to number your are they the there behind thats anan ?
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0bu ne diyor bu bunu alın buradan
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