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Tonery, tusze HP, Brother, Samsung
Wyposa¿enie,urzadzenia gastronomiczne,
profesjonalne wyposa¿enie pizzerii, blachy do pizzy, piece, miksery, akcesoria barmañskie, urzadzenia barowe,
piece konwekcyjno parowe Convect i Retigo, higiena kuchenna, ciagi technologiczne, ³opaty do pizzy i wiele innych
sklep internetowy - wyposa¿enie dla gastronomii.
Ogród Online - maszyny ogrodnicze kosiarki spalinowe, kosiarki elektryczne,kosy spalinowe, podkaszarki, minici¹gniki,kosiarki-traktorki i inne maszyny ogrodnicze. Bezpoœredni importer kosiarek, odœnie¿arek i innych maszyn ogrodniczych.
Zdrowie, medycyna - polecamy serwisy intetrnetowe poswiecone medycynie, jednym z nich jest katalog
zdrowie i uroda grupuj¹cy serwisy tematyczne.
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Opisy do komunikatora
Wino,wina, sklep winiarski
wino Europy, najlepsze wina wed³ug winiarskich przewodników.
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Killa god unholy me, orgasamatic I
Screaming head give kill a machine
Organism my hi-tech sex
And hi-tech death
Oh they're both the best
All I wanna, all I wanna get and wanna know
All I wanna know, just let it roll
All over unholy me
Killahead, killahead
Killahead, Killa
Killahead, Killahead
Killahead, Killa
Die, baby, die, oh hell yeah
Die, baby, die, gonna make your mother cry
Killahead, killahead
Die, baby, die, oh hell yeah
Cry, baby, cry, gonna make your mother die
Killahead, killahead
Screamer god do mondo me, orgasmatic I
Super god give a head machine
Organism my hi-tech sex
I'll do ya like
And hi-tech death, the animal you are
Oh they're both the best, execution style
All I wanna, all I wanna get I wanna know
Your head's a hole
All I wanna know, just let it roll
All over unholy me
Killahead, killahead
Killahead, killa
Killahead, killahead
Killahead, Killa
Die, baby, die, oh hell yeah
Die, baby, die, gonna make your mother cry
Killahead, killahead
Die, baby, die, oh hell yeah
Cry, baby, cry, gonna make your mother die
Killahead, killahead
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A small cigar can change the world
I know, I've done it frequently at parties
Where I've won all the guests' attention
With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
A little flat tin case is all you need
Breast-pocket conversation opener
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br>And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
You can throw away when empty
Must be declared a great success
My small cigars all vanish within minutes
Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
A nearby tobacconist
To replenis-
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h my supply of small cigars
And make the party swing again
I know my clothes seem shabby
And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
Well-thumbed Playboys
Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
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