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Nie Szwajcaria, a droga dziurawa niczym tamtejszy ser. Continue Reading
Nie Szwajcaria, a droga dziurawa niczym tamtejszy ser. Continue Reading →
Czekam na autobus, na sukces, na szczęście. Continue Reading →
A boy dragged a dead frog on a string till he got to a brothel. Once inside, he said: -I want a woman. The madame came and said: You’re too young to be here. -How much for a girl? -It’s… Continue Reading →
Love, such a simple word, as clear as life, as powerful as death. To hold it in your hand and give it away silently, instead of announcing it just to keep it for yourself. Love is caring when there are… Continue Reading →
What do I have to say that mother hasn’t told you already: Do what you really want in life; there are many ways to earn money. Don’t hurt girls, and let love come by itself. What can I tell you… Continue Reading →