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09-12-2004, 05:13 PM
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<_< <_< <_< ong xa LangTu mac dich, đau oc đen toi, toi ngay cu nghi đen vu nu khong, troi khong đanh anh chet, thi co ngay em cung đap cho anh chet đo ........ :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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09-12-2004, 02:18 PM
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Sao HTE đi đâu củng bị ăn híp dzữ dzị ne chời huhuhuhuhu !!!
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09-15-2004, 04:53 AM
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09-30-2004, 06:30 AM
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YênThanh ăn nhiều quá không lớn lên nội luôn :lol: cứ nhỏ hoài :lol:
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09-13-2004, 04:45 AM
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thui dzọt cả húm thui mí bả đục fù mỏ :lol:
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09-14-2004, 04:53 AM
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09-13-2004, 04:24 PM
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KEKEKEEK TMN MUON TUI DDU.C FU` MO~ TA'NG U` TAY DDA'NH CHO BA^`M 2 CON MA'T ROI HAY SAO MA` GIAM NOI TUI VU~ PHU ....... CO`N CON GAI DDA'NH CON TRAI GOI LA` GI` VAY NE HNG LE~ LA` VU~ NU*~ SAO
KAKAAKAKAKA THIET TI`NH
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09-13-2004, 04:49 PM
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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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#9
09-14-2004, 01:25 AM
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hehehehe hay quá TMN....sóc pà cố luôn !!!!!
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 em yeu 2 thu*' trong do*`i em hoa ho^`ng va` Anh hoa ho^`ng cho mo^t nga`y co`n anh la` ma~i ma~i  
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