Sirine et sa chiasse

Sirine et sa chiasse

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sat, Feb 10, 2018<5 mins
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Il était une fois une pigeonne s'appelant sirine, elle chier sur tous le monde particulièrement sur sa meilleur amie Couscous. Couscous en eu marre elle l'amena chez le médecin qui lui dianostiqua une chiasse extrème !!! Pour résoudre ce problème Couscous lui donna du couscous mais cela n'a fait n'a guère aidé sirine qui continue a chier. Couscous énervait dit à Sirine arrette de chier ! Merde ! Un jour Sirine ne reveilla en hûrlant car elle avait trop mal au cul n'en pouvant plus elle inonda la maison et Couscous avec. Fin mdr jespert que cette meveilleuse histoire vous auras plus !
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