Bunica e țacanita

Bunica e țacanita

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Bunica cu toți o iubim,și sârmele ei sunt gustoase ,dar ce faci ,când părinți tai lafel de tacaniți dispar unde va prin Havana ,și te lasă sa traiesti cu o bunica nebuna ?si prin nebuna nu ma refer doar la :a face tumbe când gătește ,face spagatu când e in grădina ,ma refer și la faptul ca merge in cluburi da petreceri cu prietenele ei batrane .si tot așa ,ei bine eu sunt in sitoația asta ,și nu știu ce voi face
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