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Nisam drvosecha koji cepa drva pa skloni lishce i mahovinu da bi cepao 20 minuta...
Ja na devojci primecujem shta je obukla, jer je obukla zbog mene...

Kupujte farmerke broj manje... razvuku se...

Updajte...

Setila sam se momenta kada sam imala jedno 6-7 godina i letovali smo u Zadru.... Cvilila sam tada i pre toga da mi moji kupe secernu vunu... Sva deca su je njupala, a meni su secerna vuna, pljeskavice, semenke i ostale zezalice uvek bile zabranjene... I cvilila sam... i cvilila.. i cvilila... dok se jedne veceri... dok smo se setali rivom... moj otac nije smilovao i rekao - Kupi detetu tu vunu... Moja majka je napravila iznerviranu facu ... kao i toliko puta do tada i pokusala da me odvuce dalje... Ja sam zapela, zabila noge u kamen i krenula da se umiljavam ocu.... Cerke...
I dobila sam... kupljeno je... Roza boje... jer je plava izgledala bolesno, a bela nije to .... I taman sam krenula da njupam... moja usta su se otvorila u ocekivanju, ruka se pruzila da zgrabi slatku paucinu... I....
Dunuo je jebeni vetar... i sva prasina i pesak su se zalepili na klupko... koje se uz to zalepilo pravo u moju facu i novu majicu...
I to je bilo to... moj prvi poslednji pokusaj jedenja secerne pene zavrsio je u prasini... i u kosi... i na licu... i nosu... i pesak u razjapljenim celjustima... 
Nikada vise u zivotu nisam pokusala da je probam... nije mi palo na pamet... Usta puna prasine lece sve decije bolesti...

Poenta: Pazi sta zelis, mozda ti se vrati... sa tvistom

Marfi, blagosloven bio... 

@Anea - zanimljiva priča.
Meni se desilo, u nekom primorskom gradu na letovanju, da danima kukam da mi kupe filigransku narukvicu koja mi se dopala. Posle par dana ubedjivanja, kupili su mi je da bih je ubrzo izgubila. Od tada sam pažljivo birala šta ću roditeljima da tražim da mi kupe.

@Ler - mišljenja su nam toliko otišla u suprotnost da nema više smisla ....

A šta fali drvosečama
Izgleda je situacija - što više sexi veša, to manje sexa.
Kažu stari, lepo je bilo kada se bralo groždje, kosila trava, brali kukuruzi, pa i cepala drva po šumi....bez sexi veša..

 

Pa kad si nasla gde sa letujes i ako ti je ispala vuna XD

Tad smo bili jedna drzava 

Alo... ja sam matora...  MADE in SFRJ 

meni je pao sladoled dole jedno 3/4 puta 

Ma idi , matora..

Dobro bre krejzi opet lazes kako moze sladoled da ti padne tri cetvrtine puta

pao je tri cetvrtine puta pa sam ga uhvatio svojim nindza refleksima 

Ne oduzimajte mi to "matora"... jos uvek mi se obracaju sa "devojcice" i pitaju koji cu fakultet da upisem

To "matora" mi daje neku nadu da cu jednog dana da odrastem... 

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BEST DIVORCE LETTER EVER

Dear Wife,
I’m writing you this letter to tell you that I’m leaving you forever. I’ve been a good man to you for 7 years & I have nothing to show for it. These last 2 weeks have been hell. ... Your boss called to tell me that you quit your job today & that was the last straw. Last week, you came home & didn’t even notice I had a new haircut, had cooked your favorite meal & even wore a brand new pair of silk boxers. You ate in 2 minutes, & went straight to sleep after watching all of your soaps. You don’t tell me you love me anymore; you don’t want sex or anything that connects us as husband & wife. Either you’re cheating on me or you don’t love me anymore; whatever the case, I’m gone.

Your EX-Husband

P.S. don’t try to find me. Your SISTER & I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life!

Dear Ex-Husband
Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It’s true you & I have been married for 7 years, although a good man is a far cry from what you’ve been. I watch my soaps so much because they drown out your constant whining & griping Too bad that doesn’t work. I DID notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the 1st thing that came to mind was ‘You look just like a girl!’ Since my mother raised me not to say anything if you can’t say something nice, I didn’t comment. And when you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY SISTER, because I stopped eating pork 7 years ago. About those new silk boxers: I turned away from you because the $49.99 price tag was still on them, & I prayed it was a coincidence that my sister had just borrowed $50 from me that morning. After all of this, I still loved you & felt we could work it out. So when I hit the lotto for 10 million dollars, I quit my job & bought us 2 tickets to Jamaica But when I got home you were gone.. Everything happens for a reason, I guess. I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that the letter you wrote ensures you won’t get a dime from me. So take care.

Signed, Your Ex-Wife, Rich As Hell & Free!

P.S. I don’t know if I ever told you this, but my sister Carla was born Carl. I hope that’s not a problem.