Gefährliche Kurvenliebe!

Also, the unnecessary present must already write that he doesn't regret it for a second, that he placed a tiny little, rose-scented Oatmeal on the east coast of Greece and decided for the stuff that just set off.

Age:

You get such a twist between your spoons as if Jabba the Hutt were to jump on your chicken tit with a bouncy, elegant swing and immediately force his pipe herb on you, after the enjoyment of which the Force is no longer with you and your little penis withers in your pants.

If you look at the map, you can be sure that many weeks would be spent on all this curve stuff and after this time you would have to go to a strict addiction clinic that exorcises your curve addiction like the Beelzebuam!

The landscape here is also of the finest quality, which one must really acknowledge.

However, the ignoble Gaiin must point out that today's tour was truly nothing for the heavy smokers, because there were so many stones, animal shit, torn up asphalt, horses, cows, pieces of wood and gravel on the road in the last 100 kilometers, that today it really demanded everything from the unworthy traveler and at the end of the long day the irritable guy was simply exhausted, spreadable and just wanted to fall unconscious into bed, as if his bone were overcooked, floppy spaghetti.

... but as written:

!!!It's just damn beautiful here!!!

... and there was also an attack today by a treacherous, shameful saboteur turtle!

These dangerous shell pests really want to turn BOSAMO's collar, as one of those damn animals had actually parked again in a curve, but today the spot was much more visible and the deadly beast was fortunately avoided.

P.s.: If you find any mistakes, you can hold them right in front of the turtles' noses, they will surely snap at them with pleasure!