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  • Kyra
    Disappointed Idealist
    • 24/10/05
    • 22455

    #9781
    Mi piacerebbe, ma la panzetta non permette.

    Salace.
    I'm laying down, eating snow
    My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
    On a bed of spider web
    I think of how to change myself

    A lot of hope in a one man tent
    There's no room for innocence
    So take me home before the storm
    Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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    • Bauxite
      Cosmo-Agonica
      • 25/12/09
      • 36335

      #9782
      (Anche tu finto panzettaro con tre kg di troppo?!)

      Silicato.

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      • Kyra
        Disappointed Idealist
        • 24/10/05
        • 22455

        #9783
        Ebbene si, mi fingo un finto panzettaro per non affrontare l'insopportabile status di grassoccio.

        Alluminica. (poi mi dici perche' io sarei una PIETRACCIA comune)
        I'm laying down, eating snow
        My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
        On a bed of spider web
        I think of how to change myself

        A lot of hope in a one man tent
        There's no room for innocence
        So take me home before the storm
        Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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        • Bauxite
          Cosmo-Agonica
          • 25/12/09
          • 36335

          #9784
          [SIZE=1](Se sei grassoccio, posso stimarti, ma da finto panzettaro non posso considerarti del cl

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          • Kyra
            Disappointed Idealist
            • 24/10/05
            • 22455

            #9785
            (A tutto tondo, letteralmente.)

            [Caspita, le quadre, non ci avevo mai penZato. Cmq si, permaloso come un campo minato, mi dicono.]



            Originale.
            I'm laying down, eating snow
            My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
            On a bed of spider web
            I think of how to change myself

            A lot of hope in a one man tent
            There's no room for innocence
            So take me home before the storm
            Velvet mites will keep us warm.

            Comment

            • Bauxite
              Cosmo-Agonica
              • 25/12/09
              • 36335

              #9786
              [SIZE=1](Lo dici solo per entrare nel cl

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              • Kyra
                Disappointed Idealist
                • 24/10/05
                • 22455

                #9787
                Nella mia casa sono bandite le bilance e i metri. Per le gare da maschi basta il righello.


                Snobista.
                I'm laying down, eating snow
                My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                On a bed of spider web
                I think of how to change myself

                A lot of hope in a one man tent
                There's no room for innocence
                So take me home before the storm
                Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                Comment

                • Bauxite
                  Cosmo-Agonica
                  • 25/12/09
                  • 36335

                  #9788
                  Ho capito, non vuoi rogne, ma solo tobleroni

                  Riavvolto.

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                  • Kyra
                    Disappointed Idealist
                    • 24/10/05
                    • 22455

                    #9789
                    E cotolette. Ho un menu' variegatissimo, io.


                    Armonica.
                    I'm laying down, eating snow
                    My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                    On a bed of spider web
                    I think of how to change myself

                    A lot of hope in a one man tent
                    There's no room for innocence
                    So take me home before the storm
                    Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                    Comment

                    • Bauxite
                      Cosmo-Agonica
                      • 25/12/09
                      • 36335

                      #9790
                      [SIZE=1]Sar

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                      • Kyra
                        Disappointed Idealist
                        • 24/10/05
                        • 22455

                        #9791
                        Per certe cose e' inutile fare i difficili.

                        (non ho mica detto (fis)armonica)

                        Raccolta.
                        I'm laying down, eating snow
                        My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                        On a bed of spider web
                        I think of how to change myself

                        A lot of hope in a one man tent
                        There's no room for innocence
                        So take me home before the storm
                        Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                        Comment

                        • Bauxite
                          Cosmo-Agonica
                          • 25/12/09
                          • 36335

                          #9792
                          Il signor Di Bocca Buona, ecco chi sei! Il vicino di quelli dello spot del colluttorio verde!

                          (Vero l'armonica

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                          • Kyra
                            Disappointed Idealist
                            • 24/10/05
                            • 22455

                            #9793
                            (assediato!? da chi?)

                            Stratega.
                            I'm laying down, eating snow
                            My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                            On a bed of spider web
                            I think of how to change myself

                            A lot of hope in a one man tent
                            There's no room for innocence
                            So take me home before the storm
                            Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                            Comment

                            • Bauxite
                              Cosmo-Agonica
                              • 25/12/09
                              • 36335

                              #9794
                              (Dagli impegni!)

                              Allarmato.

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                              • Kyra
                                Disappointed Idealist
                                • 24/10/05
                                • 22455

                                #9795
                                (Ah. Si. Dagli impegni. Falso allarme.)

                                Terrorista.
                                I'm laying down, eating snow
                                My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                                On a bed of spider web
                                I think of how to change myself

                                A lot of hope in a one man tent
                                There's no room for innocence
                                So take me home before the storm
                                Velvet mites will keep us warm.

                                Comment

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