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www.kinder.com je li tako da se mora biti i dalje je u utorak navečer je li tako da je to je bilo kakvoj promjeni termina u školi I 0:53

Blonde Feminine women don't need to fight that masculine women, Men must protect feminine women's pride and dignity

2015:😂 2024:Ovo je Nostalgija😢♥️

Ima li iko da gleda u 2024♥️?

2024ta je godina a ja sam 81.. Kad ovo gledam osećam se zaista staro. Haha. Lep beše život.

80te i table,ploce od cukera.

Sarabon.

evo meni jadnom imbecilu je 23 godine u zaeleo bih da poklonim to milanu mladenovcu jer ja ne zasluzujem da zivim posto sam ker pasiji tako dabolje njemu da dam on ce bolje iskoristiti ja odo u vecni pocinak

bog t jebo da danas nema coveka koji ovo bozanstvo lajkuje jebes lajkove bitno je ovo znati jer ovo je milan mladenovic aj sad ti poslusaj teksove koje je ovaj covek napisao leb ti jebem ( da ne psujem) ako umrem umro sam zbog omladine, ako umrem umro sam zbog zalosti sto nisam rodjen u vreme ovog coveka a ne designerice da mu deca u nazad setaju

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수호휴ㅠ홒ㅎㄹ휴ㅠㅍ허ㅗㅗ

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Look like Wrestling Death

Neobrazovane stoke nikada neće ponestati.

Black girl must use a suplex!

KAD MI JE DRUG UMIRAO U NARUCJU...NSU MI SIZE KANULE,,ALI KAD CUJEM PESMU I CITATE,,,ZASUZIM...

TVOJE RECI CE BITI VECNE,,,HVALA TI ,,,BOG RTI POMOGAO,,,

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Meso nam je primarno 😅😅😅😅

That’s not fair because fat people are very strong the blonde wasn’t fat but the black girl was fat I’m fat so I’m very strong if they was both fat or both thin then that would of been fair but they wasn’t both the same shape meaning that isn’t fair

Najbolji humor.

БОЖЕ драги ....дали више убијају речи или емоција у речима........хвала Ерићу и Ивани.......наклон до пода

الموسيقى لا معنى لها

Ne seri baba.

Srpska radikalna stranka broj.3 do pobede. Jedina patriotska iskrena i poštena stranka. Sećate li se narodnog poslanika , " ZORANA KRASIĆA" JEDAN OD NAJBOLJIH POSLANIKA. VEČNA MU SLAVA😥🇷🇸

Gde nadjoste ove tantuze? Ovo je katastrofa.Totalno neznanje kriju iza vestackog osmeha.

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Kinder lada mi se svidja

Heroj mira koji je poginuo u ratu ❤. Da nas bar ima vise koji vole mir I ljubav I razumevanje medju narodima I narodnostima ❤. Bice nas ♥️

Ja, kci Bozja, Srbija, 
s' pognutom glavom 
izjavljujem dragovoljno
kroz lance i žicu
 pred svedocima
 Silom, Mukom i Nepravdom
 da sam kriva i da priznajem krivicu! Kriva sam sto jesam a treba da nisam. Kriva odavno što stojim uspravno
 i gledam u nebo, umesto u travu.
 Kriva sto se drznuh protiv krivde,
 Kriva što opet slavim svoju krsnu slavu! Kriva što čitam i pišem ćirilicom,
 kriva što pevam
, smejem se i psujem
(a ponekad i lajem) Kriva i da završim
 sa najvećom krivicom
(pre nego što se zacenim od smeha). 
Kriva sam, tvrdoglavka 
što sam Pravoslavka
 i Svetosavka, i što ne priznajm sveti zločin ni oprost od greha! Kriva sam i gresna dakle sto postojim I kad vec postojim i tako drsko stojim Sto bar ne priznam da ne postojim? Ako to priznam
 da sačuvam glavu 
izgubiću časni krst i krsnu slavu
 Ako to ne priznam
 crno mi se piše
 ceo svet će na moju zemlju da kidiše. 
Rulje bivših ljudi
,lopova i golja
 čopori robota i drugih monstruma kidisaće na moje voćnjake i polja 
i na moju bele kuće pored druma
 oko kojih, kao najlepše odive 
cvetaju trešnje, jabuke i šljive. Al' priznajem i to
 za spas svoga roda.
 Ja više ne postojim
 skinite me s’liste 
ja sam od sad samo svetlost, vazduh, voda 
tri elementa koja vam koriste, 
a ono što pred vama govori i hoda 
to je ono što vi od mene stvoriste! Moja ružna slika
 ozverena lika
 koju umnožavate u večeri i jutra
 a to je slika vaše svesti i podsvesti
 To nisam ja, spolja
to ste vi - iznutra! Moj dušmanine, moj dušmanine s' hiljadu ruku
 s' hiljadu slugu i sluškinja laži
 ubrao si mi Sunce k’o jabuku i radost cistu k’o bulka u raži.
Moji će potomci piti jed i čemer,
 al' tvoji već piju gorku medovinu 
za krvavi novac kojim puniš čemer 
rasprodajući moju djedovinu.
 Usud će ti ludačku košulju navuci 
i tek će se onda malo razdaniti
 ili će planeta od sramote pući 
i sve nas u isti ambis sahraniti! Mnogo smo važne
 zemljo moja mila
 Mi i Nase sestre
 istina i pravda
 čim se na vas digla ovolika sila
 Čim su na vas zinule krivda i nepravda. Rulje bivših ljudi, 
lopova i golja čopori robota i drugih monstruma
 palacaju na moje voćnjake i polja
 i na moju bele kuće pored druma
 oko kojih kao najlepše odive 
cvetaju tresnje, jabuke i šljive.
 Mora da su čule belosvetske bande
 da imamo zlatna srca
 pa ih vade
 da ih presade u sopstvene grudi 
ne bi li tako i oni bili ljudi.
 Ali uzalud ćete linčovati
 najgostoljubiviji narod na planeti
(zbog čega ćete goreti u paklu) 
jer ljudsko srce,
to čudo nad čudima,
neće da se primi u vašim grudima! Gospodo tužioci, 
suci i dželati
 Sve mi zabraniste u rođenoj kući 
ali niko mi ne može zabraniti
 da pevam i da se smejem, umirući
a to se vama više ne događa
 Ni kad svadbujete 
ni kad vam se rađa! Poštedite me koca i konopca
 i razapnite me na vrhu planina
 kao vaši praoci što su moga praoca
 Isusa Hrista Nazarećanina. Ja ću da gledam
, a vi zažmurite Jer će vam se oči rasprsnuti
 od sjaja mog lica.
 Samo požurite!
 Šti pre me razapnete,
 pre ću vaskrsnuti!!!

Cetnikusa

Zasto ovo i dalje nema

Stara dobra vremena

Nije vam lako srbima

Ovo je nastimano

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Molim vas recite mi da je ono nešto iz dnevnjaka, a ne pravi intervju...

Lijepog li djetinstva

Narkomancina ne zali sto se raspadao cijeli zivoz

Epizoda?

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Bio Čovjek pa postao Legenda,dok smo mi šupci koji smo kličali nacionalfašistima i 90tih i danas.Boze hvala ti jer si stvorio i ovakve kao ovaj lik sa ovog snimka

Como pelean las negras es impresionante!!

Blago majci koja te rodila💖

Šta reći osim što je treba upisati u knjigu gineksa osoba br 1 cele planete

I the servant of God the Serb announce willingly through chains and wires before the witnesses Power, Agony and Injustice, that I am guilty and admit my crime! I am guilty that I am somebody and not a nothing and nobody I am guilty that in a time of general Serb-hating I go to an Orthodox church and make the sign of the cross like this, with three fingers!.. I am guilty of being when I ought not to be. I have been guilty for a long time now of standing upright and gaze upon heaven, instead of the grass I am guilty of having stood up to injustice I am guilty of once again honouring my patron saint. I am guilty of reading and writing Cyrillic I am guilty of singing, of laughing, and I am guilty, this I admit, of knowing what I do not know and not knowing what I do know. ... I am guilty, to end with my greatest crime, I am guilty of being stubborn and of being an Orthodox and a follower of Saint Sava and of not believing in such things as holy crime. I am guilty then of existing and when already existing and rudely standing of not admitting that I do not exist. If I admit that in order to save my head I will lose the venerable cross and my patron saint If I do not admit that my outlook is bleak the entire world will harass my nation Hoards of former people thieves and vagrants packs of robots and other monsters will attack my orchards and fields and my white house along the road around which, as the loveliest of maidens, blossom cherries, apples, and plums. So here, I admit this too, for the salvation of my people. I no longer exist remove me from your list I am from now on only air, light and water, three useful elements And this thing that before you walks and talks that is what you have made of me! My enemy with a thousand hands, a thousand servants and false handmaidens, you have plucked my sun as you would an apple and my joy as you would a poppy among the rye. ... My descendents shall drink despair and bitterness but yours already drink bitter honey-wine for the blood money which fills your money belt from the sale of my ancestral land. Fate will give you a straight jacket and then there will come daylight or the planet will burst from shame and bury us all in the abyss You must be very important you, my dear Land, and your sisters Truth and Justice, since so many powers have arisen against you since Untruth and Injustice stand before you with jaws agape. Hoards of former people thieves and vagrants packs of robots and other monsters already surround your orchards and fields and my white house along the road around which, as the loveliest of maidens, blossom lindens, apples, and plums. ... What do these warriors of jihad, of crusade, these farmers that torture your sons and daughters seek? These worldly bands must have heard that they have golden hearts so they are removing them to transplant them into their own torsos in hopes that they, too, will become people. ... My respected prosecutors, my judges and executioners, you have written out your commandments for me all over my pupils, the finest of glass. The harder it is for my to live, the easier it will be for me to die. You have gone too deep into a late, dark night but you will lynch in vain the most hospitable nation on the planet, because human hearts, miracle of miracles, cannot be transplanted into your inhuman torsos! ... We do not fear death, the darkness, but rather we fear a slave's life and lengthy illness Death is a frequent occurrence among the Serbs just like spring, summer, autumn and winter, and it is no worse especially by day than drought, floods, earthquakes, and frost, when a man meets these on his own land with censed soul and clear conscience. ... You who wish us harm, satiated and mad, you have forbidden me all in my own home but nobody can forbid me to sing and to laugh while dying, two things you no longer do even while celebrating marriage or birth. Spare me the stake and rope and crucify me on a mountain top just as your ancestors crucified my ancestor Jesus Christ the Nazarene. I shall watch, but you close your eyes otherwise they will burst from the glow of my face. Just hurry - the sooner you crucify me the sooner I will resurrect!!!

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