were days that the kraken was not sleeping and more precisely since ZiBass had given him for his birthday that fucking mouse-shaped beetle that's brightly lit casa.Era been a week and the bed did not know piu'cos'era. He created a small greenhouse in the shower obscuring the glass bottle with a red left them few days before by Frank Miller.Adesso you put a shower to break the cazzo.nel full of sleep, just as Alba was engaged in a whirling dance Lap, a drop of cold water hit the kraken on its huge tortoise svegliandolo.Era rev up not so much for a lap dance but because once awake he found himself in a huge plantation of light Ganja.LA mouse had accelerated the flowering of at least three times, and the fertilizer bought smuggled resto.Si had done was made space, and arrived tired at the computer, pulled a long breath and phlegm swallowed saliva, had net sataccato of the beetle and singing an old country had successfully cast into the neighbor's yard as -kraken a real cow-boy.
The next day the neighbor's grandson was in the garden with the mouse that ran up his ass attacked. (But that's another story).
Have kaya ... i got now ....
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