VIND autografe cu PLUTO AURIU

VIND autografe cu PLUTO AURIU

Zis si PORCU. Nu stie sa faca nimic, ia totul de-a gata. Dar are suflet bun. Si e frumos – vazut de la minim 1m.
Pret negociabil in functie de tipul de autograf dorit.
Astept inscrieri.
In acealasi timp donez PAR. MULT PAR. Al lui evident nu al meu. AURIU. Impecabil.




UPDATE: PORCU este de rasa si mai este si ocrotit.
VIDEO -soon- pe saitu ala TU-TUBULE

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    btw, daca stie cineva o fetita asortata suntem in cautari 🙂

    dragutz plutone, il dam la matrimoniale? 😛

    are nevoie saracu’, ca se pare ca nu ne descurcam niciunul :))

    ati incercat sa-l violati pe pluto, ce perversi :)))

    sa gasim fete tortellina, nu…
    unde era perversitatea…

    deci acesta este un BLOG personal nu site de matrimoniale :P.. intelegeam daca vroia cineva macar UN autograf 😛 maidanezu & tortelina imi stricati piatza.. alungati clientii si eu nu am timp sa stau dupa voi ca trebuie sa fac o factura pt o parcela din INEL. DA cititi bine CINEVA vrea o PARCELA 😛

    fac reduceri numa daca lipeste cineva un SCOCI MARE pe PORC

    iar ai dat Bolo iama perin conturi si-ti cumoeri singur parcelele, sa -ti faci reclama si sa atragi clientii, cel mai vechi truc… fura si tu know-how de la corporatisti si treci cu marketingu’in fatza 😛

    Dulcic de tot, porcusorul 🙂

    Si eu am 2.. cred ca este momentul sa ii fac cunoscuti, chiar daca nu-s de rasa, dar ocrotiti cu mana de fier de eu.

    Sa iti traiasca baietul 😉

    Pai e corect fatza de “crocodilu”, poze cu el micutz de ce nu ai pus, daca nu ai tu iti furnizez eu :p

    ce poze.. ce mic… e o FABRICA INFERNALA DE PAR.. ce poate fi mai rau decit par auriu pe haine negre… SI MULT

    e mic si frumos si cuminte. parul pe haine il pui tu sa dai vina pe el 😛

    1. al meu e mai mult alb
    2. e MULT mai LUNG
    3. mie NU IMI CADE PARU

    DOJO 🙂 merci la fel 🙂
    desi nu e al meu.. e al maidanezului

    1. al meu e mai mult alb – CORECT!
    2. e MULT mai LUNG – Parul da, obektul NU!
    3. mie NU IMI CADE PARU – CORECT – tie-ti cade “alceva”…


    vai ma te omor… esti un distrus.. varza rau + te iei de fratele tau ma?



    “Not the least hard thing to bear when
    they go from us, these quiet friends,
    is that they carry away with them so
    many years of our lives. Yet, if they
    find warmth therein, who would
    begrudge them those years that they
    have so guarded?
    And whatever they take,
    be sure they have deserved.”

    — John Galsworthy —


    I have done mostly what men do,
    And pushed it out of my mind;
    But I can’t forget, if I wanted to,
    Four-Feet trotting behind.

    Day after day, the whole day through–
    Wherever my road inclined–
    Four-Feet said, ‘I am coming with you!’
    And trotted along behind.

    Now I must go by some other round–
    Which I shall never find–
    Some where that does not carry the sound
    Of Four-Feet trotting behind.

    — Rudyard Kipling —


    When some proud son of man returns to
    earth, Unknown to glory, but upheld by
    birth, The sculptor’s art exhausts the
    pomp of woe, And storied urns record who
    rests below. When all is done, upon the
    tomb is seen, Not what he was, but what
    he should have been.
    But the poor dog, in life the firmest
    friend, The first to welcome, foremost
    to defend, Whose honest heart is still
    his master’s own, Who labors, fights,
    lives, breathes for him alone,
    Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
    Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth
    — While man, vain insect! hopes to be
    forgiven, And claims himself a sole
    exclusive heaven.

    Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
    Debased by slavery, or corrupt
    by power–
    Who knows thee well must quit thee with
    disgust, Degraded mass of animated dust!
    Thy love is lust, thy friendship all
    a cheat, Thy smiles hypocrisy, thy
    words deceit!
    By nature vile, ennobled but by name,
    Each kindred brute might bid thee blush
    for shame. Ye, who perchance behold this
    simple urn, Pass on–it honors none you
    wish to mourn. To mark a friend’s remains
    these stones arise;
    I never knew but one–and here he lies.

    — Lord Byron —
    Inscription on the monument of his
    Newfoundland dog, 1808

    Plus je vois l’homme,
    plus j’aimie mon chien

    — Pascal —


    Treat me kindly , my beloved master,
    for no heart in all the world is more
    grateful for kindness than the loving
    heart of me.

    Do not break my spirit with a stick,
    for although I should lick your hand between blows, your patience and
    understanding will more quickly teach
    me the things you would have be do.

    Speak to me often, for your voice is
    world’s sweetest music, as you must know
    by the fierce wagging of my tail when your
    footstep falls upon my waiting ear.

    When it is cold and wet, please take me
    inside, for I am now a domesticated animal,
    no longer used to bitter elements.
    And I ask no greater glory than the
    privilege of sitting at your feet beside
    the hearth. Though had you no home,
    I would rather follow you through ice and
    snow than rest upon the softest pillow in
    the warmest home in the land, for you are
    my god and I am your devoted worshipper.

    Keep my pan filled with fresh water,
    for although I should not reproach you
    were it dry, I cannot tell you when I
    suffer thirst. Feed me clean food so
    that I may stay well to romp and play
    and do your bidding, to walk by your
    side, and stand ready willing and able
    to protect you with my life should your
    life be in danger.

    And beloved master, should the Great Master
    see fit to deprive me of my health or sight,
    do not turn me away from you. Rather,
    hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands
    grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest…
    and I will leave you knowing with the last
    breath I draw, my fate was every safest
    in your hands.

    — Beth Norman Harris —

    deci fratele meu e clar
    ai o memorie de elefant
    esti foarte tare….
    nu pot sa cred ca ai dat cu copy paste… 😛

    Ba am dat cu copy paste… desi le shtiu pe de rost in proportie de 90%… dar mi-a fost lene sa scriu si teama sa nu sar ceva. Mai am daca vrei. 😛

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