NachBarcelona

I like piefed.

U wot?

My boy running shoes are pinker than my insides.

Booking a flight as we speak.

After the pizza party they do the cloaca pressing. It's a secret.

A foursome, intimate cloaca pressing. Ah!

They'll gavel ur butt mate.

There's incredibly little potential to make this idiotic panic shit title more melodramatic.

That's 9 rubles on your account though.

I didn't know that was some ofdd affair I can care this little about.

Living the stink life. 🤌💨

translate from french

Outstanding.

Screw Fucker Whoreson. Whatever he says, it serves only his bank account.

Escalation alright. Like, say, a war?

It's a branch of Hofer (i.e. Aldi Austria).