La club
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Era o zi de vara,frumoasa, seara am mers intr-un club cu niste prieteni.Acolo am gasit o gramada de fete,doua dintr-e ele sa-u bagat in seama cu noi.Am mers pe câmp si am bagat o bâta,apoi am mers la pescuit.Am prins un rechin,la-m mancat crud,dupa am vomitat toti, 2 prieteni au murit cu bale la gură.Un tovaras sa câcat pe el si 2 si-au râgâit ficatu.Am mers la spital si ne-am dus sa ne căcăm,era plin de jointuri pe jos.Am luat si noi 2 chistoace si le-am mancat.Va urma..!!
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