Barbad farahani
Samstag, 20. Februar 2021
آقا این آریایی ها صبح تاشب میشینن کله پاچه با سیراب شیردون میخورن و میگن آیبگس آریائی بوده، گمشو باو
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Nasser I am not your son, in 2002 I wrote it on your bald head. And in the same year on a Friday the 13th, project 13 began, secured with bombs as reliable as the imminent appearance of Thor and Loki! For the gate I only need 2 million euros a salon carpet, otherwise Loki won't come, order: Isphahan 17th century undamaged, perfect for high society coming through the gate
In the 70s at the age of 24, my uncle DAVOOD bought a house with two floors and a yard in southern Tehran, through bookselling and antiques trading, his knowledge was unlimited, it started: he smokes opium, he smokes heroin, he is addicted , he is a bad person. Ultimately it was all because of this: no one in the family had a son like Davood. nobody is from our tribe. all were poor until the age of 50 or until today
Son of the bitch in Iran, has become an organizer too with the Iranian government, instead of reducing this fascist country to powder after 25 years of holocaust secret camera system, Iran blackmails Austria to continue the action. That is also the reason why I am alive, Dirty fucking luck in a dirty fucking miserable situation
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