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but hell I was black man in san bernadino, blood was what I was there for, round after round...
mel, nu e intelept sa proiectezi asupra celorlati trairile personale, denota doar lipsa de imaginatie si lipsa de pudoare. nu ma uit la mircea badea.
necazuri? he he.
For me, they are somewhere between a cockroach and that white stuff that accumulates at the corners of your mouth when you're really thirsty.
e ciudat cum gasesti critica mea pertinenta vis-a-vis de scenariul filmuletului tau nemaivazut si nemaiauzit, dar nu ma intereseaza explicatia, he he.
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Era ninja. Era Kuji-kiri, si dincolo de Kuji-Kiri, era Kobudera, de care se temea pana si al sau sensei Kan-aku na ninjutsu. Era magie.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JD177l2DNtw
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