1. The man refused (answer) the policeman's questions. 2. I can't help (laugh) at his jokes. 3. John went on (talk) about his life in Madrid all day long. 4. My mum made me (tidy) my room.
Bitard-man. Recently I started to like covering myself in stale feces and fapping. Almost every morning I walk around my neighborhood with a large black garbage bag and collect all the crap I see. It takes a whole day to get two bags full of shit. But it all pays off when I come home after a hard day, go to the bathroom, turn on the hot water and…mmm, pour all the crap into the bathtub. And then I masturbate, imagining that I’m being devoured by all the feces. All in all, I think, that poo has its own mind, each pile of shit has its own family, place, feelings, we shouldn’t just flush them down the toilet, we should take care of them, talk to them, pet them… And you know what, I had a wonderful dream while lying in the bathtub yesterday, I dived into the sea and it turned into shit, fish, seaweed, jellyfish, everything turned into poo, even the sky, Allah himself.
В фильме титаник рассказвается о хорошей любви. то что ни какие припяцтвие даже то что корабль орбрушелся не что не помешало любви даже когда на льдине они были в двоём когда он погим женчина уже когда была старая всё равно его помнила перевод:
in the movie Titanic rasskazvaetsya of the good of love. the fact that no prepyatstvie even the fact that the ship is not obrushilsya that did not stop the love even on the ice when they were in the camps when he pogum zhenchiny when I was old still remembered it
перевод:
in the movie Titanic rasskazvaetsya of the good of love. the fact that no prepyatstvie even the fact that the ship is not obrushilsya that did not stop the love even on the ice when they were in the camps when he pogum zhenchiny when I was old still remembered it