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Out of My Mind: Happening |
Category: Thoughts 4 comments
15 Apr 2008 @ 00:00 by vaxen : Actually bee... 29 Apr 2008 @ 21:40 by b : Everybody does not know that Chuda chut, RA. 30 Apr 2008 @ 10:04 by vaxen : Tat hat? Tat hat sat? Tat Twam Asi! Tat sat...Sat. I presume your "hat" was really "that" and that is why that hat is known by few. Gu = Sun, Ru = Moon... From a Bengali snake charmers song/mantra. Boom chiddy, chiddy, chiddy, pa zhung. Boom chiddy, chiddy, chiddy... Teri maan ki kuss bahrway harami ki aulda ksi parsoi ki ghlati ka nateja hai tu gandu teri behan ki gaand main subha shaam 6 nahe 10 lucnd detay hain phir bhe baar baar bhaijta hai tu gandu kitna chalayga apni maan behan ko bharway teri maan ki chut phat gayi hai aab silwa le ya main see don dalay... Chuda chut, Bee san. ;) I shan't translate that as it might offend jazzologs' delicate sensibilities if he should chance to read it... heh, heh... Pubao pungalong pujay, swa bee? 30 Apr 2008 @ 21:28 by b : atcha thik hain Vax Amazing, you found a hindi/english translator? can I have the link to it. Yes, please don't translate chuda, chut. Something my cook used to say under his breath while cleaning the cat box, Yes, that.
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