This morning I discovered an angel in my attic room. Its hair wasn't as curly as claimed in most artistic works depicting angels, but at least it had impressive wings and astonishing shoulder pads meeting fully this blog's high demands on that item.
It was not an angel. It was the other guy! Some people notice that, because they see garbage-infotainment-prostituion behind wunderful blue eyes. But i like it, because he`s crazy.
It was not an angel. It was the other guy! Some people notice that, because they see garbage-infotainment-prostituion behind wunderful blue eyes. But i like it, because he`s crazy.
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