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thí ớn bà cố :rolleyes:
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<_< <_< <_< bay gio mot nguoi giam noi tui xau mot nguoi giam noi tui thay on huh??? tui ddua chan len ddap cho moi nguoi mot cai loai pheo het bay gio :P :P :P
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Donna Donna On a wagon, bound for market, There’s a calf with a mournful eye . High above him, there’s a swallow, Winging swiftly through the sky ... Stop complaining, said the farmer, Who told you a calf to be ? Why don’t you have wings to fly with, Like the swallow so proud and free ... Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, Never knowing the reason why . But whoever treasures freedom, Like the swallow has learned to fly ... How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might . Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer’s night ... Donna, Donna, Donna, Don - na. Donna, Donna, Donna, Don ... |
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QUOTE(TieuMaNu @ Dec 17 2005, 01:25 AM) [snapback]91958[/snapback] Trích:
mèo nói Khang thấy ớn kà chứ đâ phải nói TMN B) |
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anh lỡ lời nói em xấu ( lại lỡ lời :D ) nhưng ai cũng biết TMN dễ thương, hình chụp đẹp, đúng hông?
Mèo thấy Khang dzỗ TMN giỏi dzậy mà lại nói là Thấy ớn , ngta dzỗ vợ thì phải dzậy chứ, đúng hông em TMN :wub:
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tai sao TMN gian ma hong ai nan ni het vay?? Meo Cooooooooooooon ! Anh Khaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang !
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Donna Donna On a wagon, bound for market, There’s a calf with a mournful eye . High above him, there’s a swallow, Winging swiftly through the sky ... Stop complaining, said the farmer, Who told you a calf to be ? Why don’t you have wings to fly with, Like the swallow so proud and free ... Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, Never knowing the reason why . But whoever treasures freedom, Like the swallow has learned to fly ... How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might . Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer’s night ... Donna, Donna, Donna, Don - na. Donna, Donna, Donna, Don ... |
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(khang @ Dec 18 2005, 02:51 PM) [snapback]92009[/snapback] Trích:
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đâu có réo gì đâu nà :)
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vỗ vợ thì lo vỗ đi , còn hỏi tui thấy hông :angry: hũm sợ nta tủi thân :angry: :(
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:lol: co nguoi them :P :P :P
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Donna Donna On a wagon, bound for market, There’s a calf with a mournful eye . High above him, there’s a swallow, Winging swiftly through the sky ... Stop complaining, said the farmer, Who told you a calf to be ? Why don’t you have wings to fly with, Like the swallow so proud and free ... Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, Never knowing the reason why . But whoever treasures freedom, Like the swallow has learned to fly ... How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might . Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer’s night ... Donna, Donna, Donna, Don - na. Donna, Donna, Donna, Don ... |
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(TieuMaNu @ Dec 27 2005, 09:59 PM) [snapback]92436[/snapback] Trích:
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