Mi sembra ovvio che un centauro effemminato non sappia che cazzo sia un'arco infuocato!
I veri poeti giacciono sotto terra.
Mess with the best and you die like the rest.
I swear to drunk.. I'm not god!... No, wait... ò_O
E ricordatevi... Al venerdì c'è il poker ò____ò
We’ve updated our privacy policy so that we are compliant with changing global privacy regulations and to provide you with insight into the limited ways in which we use your data.
You can read the details below. By accepting, you agree to the updated privacy policy.