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| quote: | Originally posted by jupiterone
TAK TAK TAK! KURWAAAAA
when i was in poland this summer (i live in a small village) i would go to the corner store and pick up like 4 okocim mocne for myself. the lady would look at me like...wow, this kid must be a complete alchy. then i'd just ride my bike around with a beer in my hand.
damn, one time this summer we (3 of us) went to the ukrainian border, since i live like 6 minutes from it and got 2 bottles of medof vodka, 4 lesny dzban and 3 of those 6 packs of zubr and had ourselves a fucking ball at the local bus stop. we got trashed, graffiti'd the shit out of it and then went swinging in this place that has around a 40 foot drop. rope tied to the top of the tree, put a stick through it and fucking swooped across and back and ripped pokrzywa out of the ground and burn the others as they came swinging back our direction
man, then my friend puked all inside my brothers shed, went under the lawnmowers and everything. god damn that was awesome, except i had to clean up the next morning. we later hosed him down because he passed out and we carried him home. rumor has it he was hosed down again by his father because he still had chunks of sledzi on his shirt. told that ****** not to eat that shit after alcohol |
the only reason i still like you after this story is because you alluded to pokrzywa and sledzie
element of liiiife
EEELLLLEMENTS OF LIII=IIIFE
YEAH
YYEEEAAAHHHH HHHAHHHHHH

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| quote: | Originally posted by Slylee
oh well, different strokes different vaginas |
Some dance to remember ~ Some dance to forget
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