Barbad farahani
Montag, 15. Januar 2024
I was out in Vienna again for an hour, these animals and scum, inferior Aryan race, these dirty Austrians looked at me like a terrorist. It sees the money from burned existence as property and the victim as a terrorist.
Keine Kommentare:
Kommentar veröffentlichen
Neuerer Post
Älterer Post
Startseite
Abonnieren
Kommentare zum Post (Atom)
آقا میگم این ملک اقدس ما هم دیوونست، ۸ سال پیش قمبلی برشته هنوز داشت میگفت به یکورم، حالا تخته خورده به برشته پدرسوختش داره واسه ما گریه میکنه: باری جون من باهات بودم همیشه دوست داشتم، نتونستم، نمیشد همه بدبخت بودیم، من نبودم واست باری جون... حاااا، پس ۶۵ سالت شد!؟ ، به جون تو، تا قطره خون جوونی به ما خیانت میکنن، تا خون در رگ هاشون میجوشد میگه: من وننه و لله؟ نه ببه! باری جون پپه..
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
Keine Kommentare:
Kommentar veröffentlichen