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Meanwhile, as our hero was mercilessly banished for vape dick on all sites where he posted his brilliant galimatia, he slowly told his co-chairmen many interesting details from his life, addressing everyone not only as a "boyfriend" ("ha, you're a friend Mag the great from where you guessed that snub-nosov is a slut fucked up).
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Since the age of Nine. I think we'll call him that. In particular, the friend said that he lives in Ust-Labinsk, it is some large village in the Krasnodar (or Stavropol?) region. He says: “Today I was walking through the village/village for a beer and met Lola a slut / depraved boy” etc. (according to his friend, the boys in Ust-Labinsk are no less promiscuous than loli, spin ass since the age of nine, one boy’s friends once even almost fucked). The reality of Ust-Labinsk, according to the stories of a friend, is a bizarre hybrid of the tracks of Krovostok and MB Packet Irl. According to him, a police gang has long been operating in the village, which rapes and corrupts children, so everyone lollies in the village of whores and fucks from 9 years old, and gives birth from 12. Naska's father is also a cop, she was taken to the city and corrupted there. He himself came there, unknown how long ago, from the opposite end of Russia, from Vladivostok, where he had a sick father, apparently sick with the same thing as his friend. Somewhere he said he was not Russian. Koresh often liked to talk about the wonderful days he spent “in a special psychiatric hospital”, where generous orderlies treated him to aminazine (and where he was almost fucked by his companions). When asked what he was doing, he said his parents were helping. You have to get a pension, of course. He lives alone in a private house, with whom he is not really known. Once on the photo of the house, a certain anon-countryman burned down his yard (or it was a bluff, hz) and said that he would climb to his site to visit, to which the friend replied that he had a wind gun, and then prudently hid himself.