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07-02-2005, 05:16 AM
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Anh em oiii !!!! lau roi TA khong vo forum choi có em nào chãnh hong vay ne cho TA đánh cho dzãnh mõ , sõ cho ù tay , đập cho bàm xanh 2 mí con mắt moi đuoc TA là fãi bạo luc vay moi đuoc may mong may em đừng nhièu chuyen nha trong này là đàn ong noi chuyen đàn bà chĩ đuoc nghe thoi à nha
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#2
07-06-2005, 05:35 AM
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Ông vũ phu quá coi chùng không có vợ đó ông ơi . Ga lăng chút đi cho đúng với phong độ đàn ông .
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Ti`nh Nguoi la tot nhat .
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#3
07-06-2005, 05:18 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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#4
07-06-2005, 10:58 PM
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TMN em cuoi gì muon anh đá cái phù mõ hong vay ne??
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#5
07-07-2005, 03:21 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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#7
07-11-2005, 03:32 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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#8
07-14-2005, 07:33 PM
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TA bi. cô nào đá sao mà no'i chuyện giống như hận con gái lắm vậy .... cobe lâu ngày khg vô forum, mới vô mà đọc bài của TA chắc cobe fải vô hằng ngày...con gái hông có dễ bị con trai lấn lướt đâu nhen....
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đâu rồi cái tuổi mộng mơ đâu rồi cái tuổi thờ ơ với tình
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#9
07-14-2005, 07:54 PM
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Troi oi ai ỡ khong đâu mà đi lừa mấy đứa chãnh giống như em chứ hã !!!! bây giờ TA chơi trò bạo lực fê hơn nhièu thơi gian đâu mà cua may em chi thiet tình :blink: :blink: :blink: :blink: :blink:
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#10
07-15-2005, 10:12 AM
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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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