www.public4you.fora.pl
Forum gazetki blogowej The Public.
FAQ
Szukaj
Użytkownicy
Grupy
Galerie
Rejestracja
Profil
Zaloguj
Forum www.public4you.fora.pl Strona Główna
->
Old propositions
Napisz odpowiedź
Użytkownik
Temat
Treść wiadomości
Emotikony
Więcej Ikon
Kolor:
Domyślny
Ciemnoczerwony
Czerwony
Pomarańćzowy
Brązowy
Żółty
Zielony
Oliwkowy
Błękitny
Niebieski
Ciemnoniebieski
Purpurowy
Fioletowy
Biały
Czarny
Rozmiar:
Minimalny
Mały
Normalny
Duży
Ogromny
Zamknij Tagi
Opcje
HTML:
TAK
BBCode
:
TAK
Uśmieszki:
TAK
Wyłącz HTML w tym poście
Wyłącz BBCode w tym poście
Wyłącz Uśmieszki w tym poście
Kod potwierdzający: *
Wszystkie czasy w strefie EET (Europa)
Skocz do:
Wybierz forum
O FORUM
----------------
Statute
Notices
Problem
FORUMOWICZE
----------------
I'm new!
More about us
BLOGGOWANIE
----------------
Our blogs
Favorites
News and gossips
Your notice
The best blogs!
Your opinion
The Web
Quickly!
Competitions
News
Questions
GAZETA THE PUBLIC
----------------
Questions to redactors
Ideas
Actions The Public
News- The Public
Articles- your idea
Questionnaire
NASZE ŻYCIE
----------------
My problem- girls
My problem- boys
Life- problems
My talents
All about me
WRZUĆ NA LUZ
----------------
Graphic
Play with us!
Offtopic
Old propositions
Reading and watching
Humor
ShoutBox
----------------
ShoutBox
Przegląd tematu
Autor
Wiadomość
saleyrxgah
Wysłany: Śro 14:10, 23 Mar 2011
Temat postu: good news001 (100)
best newport cigarettes website101,
noise cancellation headphones
Ernestine thought about it for a moment. "Okay. You got somethin' I want." She saw the look on Tracy's face. "No, not that. I get alla that I want, baby. You got class. I mean, real, honest-to-God class. Like those cool ladies you see in Vogue and Town and Country, all dressed up and servin' tea from silver pots. That's where you belong. This ain't your world. I don't know how you got mixed up with all that rat shit on the outside, but my guess is you got suckered by somebody." She looked at Tracy and said, almost shyly,
cheap dre headphones
, "I ain't come across many decent things in my life. You're one of 'em." She turned away so that her next words were almost inaudible. "And I'm sorry about your kid. I really am...."
That night, after lights out,
monster beats headphones
, Tracy whispered in the dark,
beats by dre
, "Ernie, I've go to escape. Help me. Please."
"I'm tryin' to sleep, for Christ's sake! Shut up now, hear?"
Ernestine initiated Tracy into the arcane language of the prison. Groups of women in the yard were talking: "This bull-dyker dropped the belt on the gray broad,
monster beats
, and from then on you had to feed her with a long-handled spoon...."
"She was short, but they caught her in a snowstorm, and a stoned cop turned her over to the butcher. That ended her getup. Good-bye, Ruby-do...."
To Tracy, it was like listening to a group of Martians. "What are they talking about?" she asked.
fora.pl
- załóż własne forum dyskusyjne za darmo
Powered by
phpBB
© 2001, 2005 phpBB Group
deoxGreen v1.2 // Theme created by
Sopel stylerbb.net
&
programosy.pl
Regulamin