Bc highway webcams. Our morning fellow! How are you?” “Yes, in general, fuck it!” “By the way, you are not an Mordovian hour? I said, as if, fuck off!” “And what, Mordovans are scratching their faces?” “Yes, no, Mordovians beat their faces! For us, the Mordovians are too proud, They do not smoke and do not drink.
And we – such raspizdyi! We drink vodka and fuck beat! We walked nicely now! You want, and you pour? “” And, damn! And I would drink a glass! “” Well done! Blow off your steam! We will find a mermaid for you, Ida to the nearest disco-bar! “And the four of us, holding the shoulders, Above the evening Moscow, They go half-embracing, Along the Kuzminskaya pavement.
3 Ah, the one who remembers disco-bars, Where for three rubles there was an entrance, Where slut flowed, I am sure that I will understand.
They come here to come off, They come here to sit, They come here to come together, They come here to play around.
Oh, how many fights and how many weddings Discoballs aroused! Children conceived in the palisade Under the alcohol fumes! You come in – twilight meets, And a dance marathon; At the bar – the bartender does not get bored, he mixes up cocktails.
Crazy strobe flashes. The movements turn into a frame, Then, pulling out someone’s ass, That hayer is the color of salamanders.

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