Hi. Is MendaR. Mostly from first down to firuts I, MendaR, is loyals fan. Am Russion but into the Indian I'm now to live. I ruttard dash for desti, even down back allies or up long fishneck hills. I wood unto zavvalla give tooth brush soaked in sandy wine. But nows I hear about the sunningset: eldar waypon, same as newar weapon already obtained, is to boof? Bungee this is Burp Mirror: grinding waepon every player love, with god rollings, and then to boot down the boogies lake? Why crate new waypon as chromosomal imitation to old waypon, except decapitate its godly roles? Repetition: this Burp Mirror. Is like breathing into mirror yours bad breath, and wees fans sniff the stench. Why? Why make us smells your stomach recycled foods? The is not catfish suck: is Worser. Is lobster grope. Make new foods. New wayopon, if into the sunseting hole you must toss. Make moore. Stilling shall I, MendaR, playful with desti. Cant divorce from zavalla master boom tightan. Slammer with fist and big bubble boy. My's hearo. But bungee, please, please, please stop the sunsets boof. If must, let newly wed weepon come out the sunset hole. New things like new cupboard. Even the filly leeds neck dance for their children. But you, ora, is parents too. So unto desti be daddy. Give leeward destiny new Christmas presents, not oldie Coors. Thankfully, passions, yours big fan and lover, -MendaR Ps Hoping englixh is improvement. MendaR borther study englixh and building translation softing ware. Usded today. If still povety is my words, sorry bungee.