No Friends of the ether, I'm not mad. Nor m'invento things. It can also confirm Papuoldo, my imaginary friend.
First, a salute to all lovers of these wonderful plush
beings not to be, apparently soulless
But trust what is hidden inside a simple harmless teddy bear, but it's a terrible mafagnus follicles. A small creature
minutes looking repugnant and very mischievous.
that haunts the nights of the young girls walking around in their dark bedrooms \\ small rooms \\ as
Who knows how long, he being the terrible mafagnus follicles on the shelves of toy stores, hidden inside a teddy bear has been dreaming
A small rooms \\ room of her own and no longer having to share the shelf with Winnie (the Pooh)
Here it is finally the day has arrived, is given as a gift arrives in her new room.
A new life, a new name, roar, lilli Teo, Leo
etc. Just when everyone is asleep in the house completely dark, he is born again, and so that leaves his shelf.
Or a punch in the mouth at the tender little one holding it
Then shaking off that million mites that keep him company puts its pretty simple pants and walks around
He wears simple pants without written like this: SEX , FASHION, man this last in some cases essential for the modern youth
to distinguish the sex, but not certainly in the case of mafagno follicles.
fine and he does not have the habit of exhibiting stilosissima pant with the words he uses
NAPLES UNDER copriculo the coop will not find more decent underwear around.
The pant of cotton, that touches you there that you cover your navel and your ass is in danger of extinction but ... As long as there is white there is hope.
four in the morning now and the night was short for mafagno had to violate all the barbie
who were on the shelf, look under the pants of the "Magical Emi
do with the romantic Braz (which is quite complicated) braid the hair of all the inhabitants of female inhabitants in the house.
TO cry ... cartoons bear to destroy drug all the video tapes of cartoons.
and then finally when the sun is getting up to go to work, to peep into the kitchen to make trouble between the two budgies parakeets, whispering in the ears of her feathered pen (E RIKKIONE RIKKIONE E)
INDICATING THE PEN BY COLOR Cerulean
The sun rises and he and I turn them off property with a look into the void, but watch it carefully
not seem to notice a grin under the thick blanket of fake hair?
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