some songs just do super (e.g., demobilization)
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@Bazadra th point sat M. Dila? The army of slopes, behind her mother's skirt kept? And now here служивогоА279; obsures H. p. EV Dor! And suddenly the war you would be behind them hid H. Peca OBE.Anny!!
22romanoff 1 month ago on 7 votes.
A riddle, a mystery: why their pals love/loved to listen to, because the SG is the same - roooooock and gopas do not digest this in any form. They are hypocrites?
Spoiler theory, an audiophile is a person who loves listening to or collecting music of any genre in all its manifestations. It would seem that what is there to understand? However, the self-styled audiophiles I just drives me crazy. To the question, what music they listen to, they reply that they are audiophiles. However, their wide range of genres spans rock and pop music, Russian rape, klubnyak necessarily the Gaza strip (what? With a capital letter? Do not tell), and... everything. Pointing to them, I ask: what do you listen to anything, sir, if you listen to one pop, and my sweet melodic DETA curve the snout? Is not all audiophiles listen to? I usually answer that audiophiles only listen to what they like. Control questions I love metal and listen to it, I am also a music lover?, there are people who listen to what they don't like?, all people out, the lovers? I stand their brain BSoD. No, it's not the fans, and the usual popsoviki with inflated egos, and popsoviki - cattle. Therefore, it is a universal detector of cattle in the Internet and beyond.
And remember: as a man, eating shit in a row, can not be called a foodie, and people slinging in the ears of shit in a row, can not be called a music lover. They are both greedy, and it follows from the last conclusion: the lover - bastard.
Summary: music lover = popsovik = cattle = greedy.
They are music lovers.
Well, rock in General, according to media reports, the entire narcotice and alcohol. However, che gopa afraid to touch muslu if there is a guitar channel :)
Interestingly, while using frootyloops can also Micah Circle somehow pull strings pozhosche guitar? :D
Easter, Kolkhoz punk, Walpurgis night, good night, kids!, Plows-Woogie, Gaza, Oh, the grass is green!, Russian Mat, Near your house, in the Evening on the bench, yadrena louse, Socks, Plan the Caravan, the Night before Christmas, the Soup, the godfather, snow white, Java, Floater, Homeless person, I'm tired, Lyrics, Your call, Rural drugs, Prostitute Your call, Life, going home, the Star fever, Hellraiser, Horns, Wedding, Dead in the house, the Fog is my favorite song of the group.
Listened to all the songs, and most songs I know by heart. Have a whole collection of compact cassettes of the Gaza strip from the past. :)
In the early 90s, loved the song, now a couple of songs listened to, straight nostalgia took
Dedicated to this great motorcycle! Shkolote not exactly understand.
I recently turned
Sixteen years old.
I wanted a two-wheeled
A clunker.
I butane came,
Said, Buy!
You on Java piece of me
Accumulate!
My dad had chronic
Drunk,
But fortunately for him
Attacked whim.
He's in the apartment all the bottles
Podobral,
And a couple of thousand he
The dishes passed.
Java, Java
I took the free!
Java, Java
I took the free!
I have to kick stopped
In winding the lever.
God forbid, that my powerful engine
Not withered.
To failure the throttle
Clocked.
Ugh! Damn!
Arc grandmother I was hooked!
Well, let them!
Would be a technique!
Lot attendants,
Java I have one.
Grandmother people find out
In the morning.
I ride gently
With a cloth wipe.
Java, Java!
Grandma, uh, ratava!
Java, Java!
Grandma, uh, ratava!
Ride times
Asked me friend.
I gave Gary so that
Flushed the engine.
Like quiet he sat
And trembled,
And behind all seat, s. ka,
Go to pot.
Time friend put
On the bike -
Her fear
Stopped the cycle.
Dress in the wind,
Naked shame,
And gags scattered
In the bushes.
Java, Java!
Do not worry, slut!
Java, Java!
Do not worry, slut!
Somehow drunk
I came back home.
Persecuted on all cylinders
Motorcycle your.
It was fun,
I loudly sang songs.
And on rotten stump
Drunk came down.
In the three viloski
All bent the wheel.
Five meters I nose
Plowed sand.
I morning home
The wreckage will bring.
I have been with Java,
And now I suck.
Java, Java!
Suck, ratava!
Java, Java!
Suck, ratava!