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Ndryshuar për herë të fundit nga land : 26-12-2008 më 12:46
UNE JAM TI-TI JE UNE
E LA NOSTRA GIOIA CON NOI
po shum mir ka vepru mesusja, se nuk duhet mi msu me rrena, me mire eshte mi tregu te verteten.
Hahahahahahhaha,kam bere nja 4 prova per te shqiptuar ate fjalen tende,por qenka e pamundurPostuar më parë nga Clauss
loool
ate nefelimelohimiste se kapa se c'eshte. lol Kush jane keto qarqet e erreta dhe pse babagjyshi eshte viktima e fundit kur pritet qe borebardha te beje orgjira?
Homo sum; humani nil a me alienum puto.
Kush tha se babagjyshi nuk egziston?!!!
Ai eshte i vertete!Une i kerkova te sillte nje tank prej lodre dhe ai me premtoi se do te ma sjelle naten e nderrimit te viteve,ai me ka sjelle lodra edhe here te tjera...
Clauss,kush te tha ty se borbardha dhe shtate xhuxhat jane antaresuar ne levizjen "mjaft"?
Mos i pergojo njerezit se nuk eshte gje e mire!
Ncncncnc...
Te kushon shtrejte e verteta oj zysheee
Koha është e maskarenjëve
Por atdheu i Shqiptarëve
Por jo te gjitheve u ka plotesuar deshira. Me poshte, do mund te lexosh letren e nje vogelushi te zhgenjyer. Eshte ne Anglisht, dhe per hir te origjinalitetit nuk e perkthej dot ne shqip.
Dear Santa,
You must be surprised that I'm writing to you today, the 26th of December.
Well, I would very much like to clear up certain things that have occured since the beginning of the month, when, filled with illusion, I wrote you my letter.
I asked for a bicycle, an electrical train set, a pair of roller blades, and a football uniform.
I destroyed my brain studying the whole year. Not only was I the first in my class, but I had the best grades in the whole school.
I'm not going to lie to you, there was no one in my entire neighborhood that behaved better than me, with my parents, my brothers, my friends, and with my neighbors.
I would go on errands, and even help the elderly cross the street. There was virtually nothing within reach that I would not do for humanity.
What balls you have leaving me a fucking yoyo, a lame whistle and a pair of ugly socks. What the f*u*c*k* were you thinking, you fat prick, that you've taken me for a sucker the whole fucking year to come out with some shit like this under the tree.
As if you hadn't fucked me enough, you gave that little quiff across the street so many toys that he can't even walk into his house.
Don't let me see you trying to fit your big fat ass down my chimney next year. I'll f*u*c*k* you up. I'll throw rocks at those stupid reindeer and scare them away so you'll have to walk back to the fucking North Pole, just like what I have to do now since you didn't get me that fucking bike.
F*U*C*K* YOU SANTA.
Next year you'll find out how bad I can be, you fat COCKSUCKER.
Sincerely,
Little Johnny
Koha është e maskarenjëve
Por atdheu i Shqiptarëve
Sa dore te piste paska ky xhoni i vogel!
Duhet ta mirekuptojme babagjyshin e shkrete sepse ka gjithe ato dhurata per te shperndare dhe ka raste qe nuk i del koha,pastaj po ta kesh babin drogaxhi babagjyshi nuk te vjen ne shtepi se ka hall se i shpohen kembet nga shiringat,ose po ta kesh shtepine pa oxhak,ai prape nuk vjen se nuk eshte tip qe thyen dritaret apo qe shqyen bravat per tu futur ne shtepi..)
ky po qe ka humor
UNE JAM TI-TI JE UNE
E LA NOSTRA GIOIA CON NOI
Tani ti e kupton dhe vete shpresoj/besoj qe Peter Pan s'ka te njejtin funksion me Plakun e Vitit te Ri, apo jo?!Shpresoj qe po sdq!
Kam vetem nje limit: qiellin!
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