ellauri014.html on line 1068: EURO: Tempos esse mucho hards por swizzeros banquieros! Nos habe van judaicos goden dentes bijna nicht plus! Und el reciclagio van dirty denieros no paya plus zo gut als in der past!

ellauri016.html on line 1092: Ei mee Elisabetin hovissa nyt putkeen, brexittiä lyö kuviot. Andrew hölmö punkero jäi kiinni rysän päältä alaikäisten naimisesta. Se on liian tyhmä edes valehtelemaan kunnolla. Hyväntekeväisyysmiljoonat putoo pakkaselle, äitykkä joutuu leikkamaan suosikkipojan viikkorahan minimiin. Mahtaa Charles ruipelo hymyillä kätöseensä. Kuninkaallinen mulatti Megan ja dirty Harry sekoilee brexit hovin ovissa. Ette arvaakaan millaista meillä täällä on, miten rumaa kieltä huudellaan käytävillä, sanoo rottweileri Camilla, kuin Lea vainaa Kivelässä.
ellauri051.html on line 1164: 572 The dirt receding before my prophetical screams, 572 Lika väistymässä profeetallisten huutojeni edestä,
ellauri051.html on line 1491: 890 The maim'd and mangled dug in the dirt, the new-comers saw them there, 890 Vauratut ja raahatut kaivoivat maata, uudet tulokkaat näkivät heidät siellä,
ellauri051.html on line 1657: 1049 Dung and dirt more admirable than was dream'd, 1049 Lantaa ja likaa ihailtavampaa kuin oli unelmoinut,
ellauri051.html on line 1959: 1339 I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, 1339 Annan itseni lialle kasvaakseni ruohosta, jota rakastan,
ellauri061.html on line 402: sconce with a dirty shovel, and will not tell him of eikä sano sitä pahoinpitelyxi? Höh! Tää kaveri ois voinut
ellauri061.html on line 408: pate full of fine dirt? will his vouchers vouch him enää sen ostoja, ei edes 2-kertaiset, enempää kuin parin
ellauri067.html on line 491: There’s a dirty secret tucked away in Thomas Pynchon’s novels, eand it’s this: beyond all the postmodernism and paranoia, the anarchism and socialism, the investigations into global power, the forays into labor politics and feminism and critical race theory, the rocket science, the fourth-dimensional mathematics, the philatelic conspiracies, the ’60s radicalism and everything else that has spawned 70 or 80 monographs, probably twice as many dissertations, and hundreds if not thousands of scholarly essays, his novels are full of cheesy love stories.
ellauri077.html on line 865: I too feel there is something bigger than myself. In fact anything I fit in is bigger than myself. My bed, my tub, my car, my yard, my city and country, this ball of dirt I inhabit, the space around it, the universe are all bigger than me, more or less.
ellauri099.html on line 71: Dulness and dirt are the chief features of Lippincott’s this month: The element that is unclean, though undeniably amusing, is furnished by Mr. Oscar Wilde’s story of The Picture of Dorian Gray. It is a tale spawned from the leprous literature of the French decadents—a poisonous book, the atmosphere of which is heavy with the mephitic odours of moral and spiritual putrefaction—a gloating study of the mental and physical corruption of a fresh, fair and golden youth, which might be fascinating but for its effeminate frivolity, its studied insincerity, its theatrical cynicism, its tawdry mysticism, its flippant philosophizings. . . . Mr. Wilde says the book has “a moral.” The “moral,” so far as we can collect it, is that man’s chief end is to develop his nature to the fullest by “always searching for new sensations,” that when the soul gets sick the way to cure it is to deny the senses nothing.
ellauri106.html on line 630: Stop treating the misogyny in Philip Roth’s work like a dirty secret, sanoo feministisempi ääni vasemmalta. Roth’s sex-positive sexism is one of the ways he truly portrayed the American soul. the question “Is Roth a misogynist?” was pooh-poohed memorably by Keith Gessen. “If you hated women, why would you spend all your time thinking about fucking them?” he asked. For many 21st-century Americans, it’s still not misogyny at all but the normal psychology of the male.
ellauri108.html on line 184: Rastafarians typically avoid food produced by non-Rastas or from unknown sources. Rasta men refuse to eat food prepared by a woman while she is menstruating, and some will avoid food prepared by a woman at any time. Rastas also generally avoid alcohol, cigarettes, and hard drugs such as heroin and cocaine, presenting these substances as unnatural and dirty and contrasting them with cannabis. Rastas also often avoid mainstream scientific medicine and will reject surgery, injections, or blood transfusions. Instead they utilise herbal medicine for healing, especially teas and poultices, with cannabis often used as an ingredient.
ellauri109.html on line 615: Roth, who thought of religion as fairy tales and illusion, left strict instructions: no Kaddish, no God, no speeches. Roth had asked a range of friends to read passages from his novels. The mourners heard only the language of Roth and then shovelled dirt into his grave until it was full.
ellauri112.html on line 653: Marlo is a physical wreck, ugly fat and unkempt, a woman who doesn’t get enough or not at all and is chronically fatigued. She shuffles around in sweatpants and baggy sweaters as the house gets dirtier, the kids get noisier, and her husband gets "lazier". Everything becomes a battle for Marlo – keeping Jonah in school, putting a meal on the table, finding time to bathe, even getting her husband to hump her. He shuts her out at night, retreating to the bedroom alone to play video games with himself headphones on. Cant fix that part without fixing the hole.
ellauri119.html on line 454: Why set aside good old Empedocles anyway? He meant forces of attraction and repulsion, he got it just right 2My before Newton. Plato sucks, set him aside instead. The idea of two loves, one heavenly, one earthly is just bullshit. As Tristram Shandy's Uncle Tboy was informed over 2My later, "of these loves, according to Ficinus's comment on Valesius, the one is rational - the other is natural - the first...excites to the desire of philosophy and truth - the second, excites to desire, simply". Toby felt the former toward women and the latter for model trains. Plato's sublimation theory of love involved "mounting upwards...from one to two, and from two to all fair boys, and from fair boys to fair actions, and from fair actions to fair motions, until with fair motions he comes into the bottom of an absolute beauty". Sounds like Plato's own love history from horny gym boy to a dirty old geezer.
ellauri131.html on line 761: The often-problematic ex-frontman of The Smiths then took aim at one royal, in particular: "Harry killed 34 people in Afghanistan and the UK press called him a hero. If he ate 34 poor people in Haiti the UK press would still call him a hero. It is insufferable." Speaking to reporters in 2013 (via Reuters), the prince admitted to killing insurgents. "Yeah, so, lots of people have," he said. "Yes, we fire when we have to, take a life to save a life, but essentially we're more of a detergent than anything else. We remove dirty lives and beget whiter ones."
ellauri132.html on line 596: she gave him a dirty look hiän antoi hänelle likaisen kazeen
ellauri140.html on line 170: Gluttony (M) – Gluttony is described by Spenser as a "deformed creature" and "more like a monster, than a man". He enters the parade riding a dirty pig, bearing a large stomach and a thin neck. In the poem, Gluttony eats excessively as others starve; this is when gluttony is considered a sin. Muullon se oli A-OK Spenserin aikana. Kaikissa sioissa on pikkuisen likaa, ei siitä pitäs rankasta.
ellauri145.html on line 516: Condemned by ill health and abysmal eyesight to convey his philosophy in short, aphoristic bursts, Nietzsche knew the power of raising a bubble of laughter, only to puncture it as you ponder the further meaning: “Is man God’s mistake, or is God man’s mistake?” “Man does not strive for happiness; only the Englishman does that” – a dig at Jeremy Bentham and John Stuart Mill. “Possession usually diminishes the possession.” “Never trust a thought that occurs to you indoors.” He even makes fun of his readers: “The worst readers are those who behave like plundering troops: they take away a few things they can use, dirty and confound the remainder, and revile the whole.” Vittu miten säälittäviä on yrityxet osoittaa että jyrkät tyypit olis jotenkin humoristisia. Ei ne vaan ole.
ellauri147.html on line 126: sitä ettei tahraa eikä särje jalat kulkijain? So that their philistine boots don't break it and dirty it?
ellauri150.html on line 467: Sheik Ilderim bribes Pontius Pilate into allowing Ben-Hur to compete in a horse and carriage race (ravit) by proposing a high wager. Esther tries to convince Messiah not to race Ben-Hur, but he is adamant that he will win. On the day of the race, Ben-Hur follows Ilderim's instructions to hold back from the race until the final laps. Using dirty tactics, Messiah manages to knock out the other competing charioteers. Following a brutal and grueling race, Ben-Hur wins the race. Messiah survives but is badly wounded and loses a leg. Ben-Hur's victory emboldens the Jewish spectators and yields dividends for Ilderim.
ellauri163.html on line 817: That said, the reason the film does succeed, and rises to greatness, rests primarily on the shoulders of the lead actress, Nadine Nortier, who, despite little dialogue, conveys great depths within her character, despite being a non-professional actress at the time. On the other hand, Jean-Claude Guilbert (a professional actor who also appeared in Au Hasard Balthazar, as another drunkard, Arnold) is also very good. The rest of the cast is solid. Yet, critical missteps abound, especially when some claim Mouchette is filled with anger. Yes, there may be acts of seeming anger (tossing dirt at her female rivals), but clearly the character of Mouchette is a walking mass of desensitisation. This would explain why she reacts the way she does to sex with Arsene, rather than seeing it as her ‘striking back’ at the world.
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ellauri184.html on line 60: Morales moved in with Mailer during 1951 into an apartment on First Avenue near Second Street in the East Village, and they married in 1954. They had two daughters, Danielle and Elizabeth. After attending a party on Saturday, November 19, 1960, Mailer stabbed Adele twice with a two-and-a-half inch blade that he used to clean his nails, nearly killing her by puncturing her pericardium. He stabbed her once in the chest and once in the back. Adele required emergency surgery but made a quick recovery. Mailer claimed he had stabbed Adele "to relieve her of cancer". He was involuntarily committed to Bellevue Hospital for 17 days. While Adele did not press charges, saying she wanted to protect their daughters, Mailer later pleaded guilty to a reduced charge of assault saying, "I feel I did a lousy, dirty, cowardly thing", and received a suspended sentence of three years' probation. In 1962, the two divorced. In 1997, Adele published a memoir of their marriage entitled The Last Party, which recounted her husband stabbing her at a party and the aftermath. This incident has been a focal point for feminist critics of Mailer, who point to themes of sexual violence in his work.
ellauri189.html on line 521: The products being sold to customers seem to be of good quality, but are actually dirt cheap.
ellauri198.html on line 157: By a dirt road, in first dark, and heard
ellauri213.html on line 286: Rainbows (regrettable choice of name, in hindsight) is for all girls aged four to seven (five in some areas). We play loads of fun games and do activities and challenges and a few times we get badges – Matilda, Rainbow. Rainbows learn by doing – they get their panties dirty, do sports, arts and crafts and play games. Being a Rainbow is all about having the space to try new things. Through taking part in a range of different activities with girls their own age, Rainbows develop self-confidence and make lots of new friends.
ellauri236.html on line 204: In borrowing from William Faulkner's Sanctuary, Chase only took the plot; the mental atmosphere of the two books is not similar. Chase really derives from other sources, and this particular bit of borrowing is only symbolic. What it symbolizes is the vulgarization of ideas which is constantly happening, and which probably happens faster in an age of print. Chase has been described as ‘Faulkner for the masses’, but it would be more accurate to describe him as Carlyle for the masses. He is a popular writer — there are many such in America, but they are still rarities in England — who has caught up with what is now fashionable to call ‘realism’, meaning the doctrine that might is right. The growth of ‘realism’ has been the great feature of the intellectual history of our own age. Why this should be so is a complicated question. The interconnexion between sadism, masochism, success-worship, power-worship, nationalism, and totalitarianism is a huge subject whose edges have barely been scratched, and even to mention it is considered somewhat indelicate. To take merely the first example that comes to mind, I believe no one has ever pointed out the sadistic and masochistic element in Bernard Shaw's work, still less suggested that this probably has some connexion with Shaw's admiration for dictators. Fascism is often loosely equated with sadism, but nearly always by people who see nothing wrong in the most slavish worship of Stalin. The truth is, of course, that the countless English intellectuals who kiss the arse of Stalin are not different from the minority who give their allegiance to Hitler or Mussolini, nor from the efficiency experts who preached ‘punch’, ‘drive’, ‘personality’ and ‘learn to be a Tiger man’ in the nineteen-twenties, nor from that older generation of intellectuals, Carlyle, Creasey and the rest of them, who bowed down before German militarism. All of them are worshipping power and successful cruelty. It is important to notice that the cult of power tends to be mixed up with a love of cruelty and wickedness for their own sakes. A tyrant is all the more admired if he happens to be a bloodstained crook as well, and ‘the end justifies the means’ often becomes, in effect, ‘the means justify themselves provided they are dirty enough’. This idea colours the outlook of all sympathizers with totalitarianism, and accounts, for instance, for the positive delight with which many English intellectuals greeted the Nazi-Soviet pact. It was a step only doubtfully useful to the U.S.S.R., but it was entirely unmoral, and for that reason to be admired; the explanations of it, which were numerous and self-contradictory, could come afterwards.
ellauri236.html on line 420: "Slim is tall and thin and he smells of dirt. He stands over me and stalks. I understand what he is trying to do and applaud it. I pretend to be dead to make it easier for him. I want to scream when he comes, but if I did, he would know I was alive. He goes on for hours over me, mumbling.” Then suddenly she screamed out, “Why doesn't he do it to me?“
ellauri236.html on line 423: Eddie looked down. Spaghetti again. No go. For the first time in his life he felt dirty and ashamed of himself.
ellauri241.html on line 107: And wound with many a river to its head, Ja pänttäsi monta dirty jokea päähänsä,
ellauri243.html on line 151: Even during the deep global economic recession that began in 2008, Battle Mountain grew, although the community around it barely noticed. Because of its isolation and dirt-low cost of living, many bases around the world were closed and relocated to Battle Mountain. Soon Battle Mountain Air Reserve Base became JAB (Joint Air Base) Battle Mountain, hosting hot air units from all the military services, the Air Reserve Forces, the Central Intelligence Agency, and even the Space Defense Force and the Death Planet.
ellauri244.html on line 424: USA Today and #1 bestselling contemporary romance author Madison Faye is the dirty alter ego of the very wholesome, very normal suburban housewife behind the stories. While she might be a wife, mom, and PTA organizer on the outside, there’s nothing but hot, steamy, and raunchy fantasies brewing right beneath the surface!
ellauri244.html on line 425: Tired of keeping them hidden inside or only having them come out in the bedroom, they’re all here in the form of some wickedly hot stories. Single-minded alpha hero, sinfully taboo relationships, and wildly over-the-top scenarios. If you love it extra dirty, extra hot, and extra naughty, this is the place for you! (Just don’t tell the other PTA members you saw her here…)
ellauri245.html on line 296: Something about Scandinavia — its snowbound civility, its usually peaceable blend of the cosmopolitan and the isolated — makes the crime novels set there seem automatically more interesting, the way a red spray of blood stands out more starkly against fresh white powder than on a dirt road. By now many of these imports seem to share the same atmospherics: the Nordic good looks, the corruptible officials, the endless pots of coffee.
ellauri247.html on line 270: He summarised his Continental experience after this wise: inns, cold, damp, dark, dismal, dirty; landlords equally disobliging and rapacious; servants awkward, sluttish, and slothful; postillions lazy, lounging, greedy, and impertinent.
ellauri270.html on line 339: Mrs. Hutchinson looks through the crowd for her husband and children. The crowd parts for her as she joins them at the front, and some point out her arrival to her husband. Mr. Summers cheerfully says that he’d thought they’d have to start without Tessie. Tessie jokes back that Mr. Summers wouldn’t have her leave her dirty dishes in the sink, would he? The crowd laughs.
ellauri270.html on line 546: "Andorsen owns a large percentage of the land in northern Nevada not owned by the government," Leo said. "He's probably got a half dozen of these private airstrips scattered all over the state. They may be dirt, but they're built to handle a bizjet. Ever meet him? Great guy. Throws parties and fund-raisers for law enforcement all the time."
ellauri276.html on line 599: “When there's many a dirty sow a sweetheart has got now,
ellauri321.html on line 220: Set in the year before the Wall Street crash, Juan in America is a classic evocation of the final mania of prohibition, as seen through equally maniacal British eyes. The character Eric Linklater devised to be his unreliable explorer was one capable of absorbing the enormity of the American experience without being overwhelmed by its incongruities. A blithe, bastard descendent of Byron(tm)s Don Juan, Linklater´s Juan is an anti-hero with a taste for the grotesque and the ridiculous, at once both dirty and deity whose response when faced either with sudden catastrophe or miraculous survival is simply to laugh. A novel in the mode of the picaresque, this is a story of erotic discovery in the sense, as Juan puts it, that, eh, your trousers hide not only your willy but your kinship to the clown. A nation emerging as a great power is exalting in absurdist energies. In its last spasms before the great depression, America is revealed through a series of unlikely accidents as Juan stumbles from state to state, somehow evading consequences as he goes. On his first day, he falls for the daughter of a gangster, witnesses a murder in a speakeasy and watches a woman leap to her death in a New York street. He thrills to the bizarreness of each spectacle and moves on to the next in a galloping mood that is part medieval romance, part running commentary on what was still, in the 1920s, the new world.
ellauri324.html on line 644: landing, said everything felt dirty and grimy, and
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ellauri370.html on line 64: When Haman is begging Queen Esther for his life after he tried to do the Jews dirty, he falls onto the couch she's lying on. The king walks in, thinks Haman is trying to have a go on his hot wife, and promptly has Haman impaled on a pole fifty cubits high (about 75 feet). Read More: How to clean a toilet ring.
ellauri370.html on line 392: A lot of Elvis Presley songs were written especially for him, but according to Mac Davis, Presley´s 1969 hit, In the Ghetto, was not such a song. Mac Davis commented, 'I never really dreamed of pitching that song to Elvis. I had been working on In the Ghetto for several years. I grew up playing with a little boy in Lubbock, Texas, whose family lived in a dirt street ghetto. His dad and my dad worked in construction together. So that little boy and I sort of grew up together. I never understood why his family had to live where they lived while my family lived where we lived. Of course back in those days, the word "ghetto" hadn't come along yet. (It is Venetian for "foundry".) But I always wanted to write a song about that situation and title it 'The Vicious Circle'. I thought that if you were born in that place and that situation, then you grow up there and one day you die there, and another kid is born there that kind of replaces you. And later I started thinking about the ghetto as a title for the song.
ellauri402.html on line 662: Aline Kominsky disliked the Jewish environment she grew up in. At age eight, she asked her grandmother why she and all the women had to sit behind a curtain in the synagogue. She was told that they were "dirty" and should therefore not be seen by men during the ceremony. Even as a child, Kominsky felt this was nonsense and soon after abandoned her religion for good. But the band who really liberated her were The Fugs. They openly sang about sex, drugs and politics in a time when mainstream media didn't give a fuck to such acts. Bunch sairastui peräsuolisyöpään, mutta toipui siitä kuollaxeen kohta haimasyöpään. Robert Crumb keeps on truckin'. "I'm the grandmother of whiny tell-all comics."
xxx/ellauri010.html on line 693: After payment, my virus and dirty screenshots with your enjoys will be self-destruct automatically.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 106: If it is a surprise to learn that Lawrence originally conceived of Women in Love as a money-making pot-boiler, it comes as an endearing shock to read that James Joyce submitted some of his early work to the firm of Mills and Boon. There is no record of the reader’s report, beyond the fact that he rejected Dubliners as unsuitable material for the unique imprint of that publishing house. For his part, Lawrence had no doubt that the author of Ulysses was the real smutmonger of modern fiction. ‘My God, what a clumsy olla putrida James Joyce is!’, he wrote to Aldous Huxley, ‘nothing but old fags and cabbage-stumps of quotations from the Bible and the rest stewed in the juice of deliberate journalistic dirty-mindedness.’ To his wife Frieda he wrote, after reading Ulysses, that ‘the last part of it is the dirtiest, most indecent, obscene thing ever written’; and he later complained that Joyce had degraded the novel to the level of an instrument for measuring twinges in the toes of unremarkable men. Joyce’s reply to the charge that he was just another pornographer doing dirt on sex was to claim that at least he had never made the subject predictable or boring. He denounced Lady Chatterbox’s Lover — his title for Lawrence’s notorious novel — as a ‘lush’ production in ‘sloppy English’ and dismissed its ending as ‘a piece of propaganda in favour of something which, outside of DHL’s country at any rate, makes all the propaganda for itself’. It is a minor irony of literary history that both men were married at Kensington Register Office in London, although, unlike Lawrence, the Irishman allowed a decent interval of twenty-five years to elapse before the solemnisation of his nuptials.
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 617: Dupin says he had visited the minister at his hotel. Complaining of weak eyes he wore a pair of green spectacles, the true purpose of which was to disguise his eyes as he searched for the letter. In a cheap card rack hanging from a dirty ribbon, he saw a half-torn letter and recognized it as the letter of the story's title. Striking up a conversation with D— about a subject in which the minister is interested, Dupin examined the letter more closely. It did not resemble the letter the prefect described so minutely; the writing was different, and it was sealed not with the "ducal arms" of the S— family, but with D—'s monogram. Dupin noticed that the paper was chafed as if the stiff paper was first rolled one way and then another. Dupin concluded that D— wrote a new address on the reverse of the stolen one, re-folded it the opposite way and sealed it with his own seal.
xxx/ellauri103.html on line 497: "Child labor and forced labor have no place in a developed and civilized society." Fuck of course they do! And an all-important one! However else could us monkeys in the West afford to buy new dirt cheap fashion rags every time we round the shops? What would civilized society be without trendy fashion clothes? Are we some kind of apes that use the same fur year in year out? No way Jose!
xxx/ellauri121.html on line 387: * Extreme dirty talk (slut trick)
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 653: There´s always somebody that´s got it still worse than you (see rule 4), that you can smirk at. Unless you happen to be that unfortunate Hayley. Give it time! Who laughs last laughs loudest. When you´re dirt your skull will wear a never ending grin.
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 779: Barry A. Hudson says: Good writing and a good introduction to Japanese culture. I note than some Japanese criticize her works, but my comment would be that Japanese culture never likes to air its dirty laundry. I find her cultural observations right on the mark. I actually think she has great love and admiration for Japan and its people, but she occasionally does not pull her punches.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 474: The tree sat in the middle of the sidewalk, grown up from a small patch of dirt and out of place in the sea of cobblestones. There hadn't been soil on this ground in years that hadn't been trucked in by men.
xxx/ellauri186.html on line 809: Summa summarum, both objections are found to be lacking to the argument presented against the Quran. Serious reflection and study should be given concerning the trustworthiness of the Quranic text itself and the teachings espoused within the book. Clearly it is all a big lie (the Quran), and the Bible wins 6-0! Amen, let's pray. No, not you! roll up your little rug, take your dirty sandals and get your heathen ass outa here!
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 335: By the end of 2018, after the show had begun to boycot at least twenty advertisers, Carlson said immigrants are "poorer, dirtier and even worse fooled than the rest". He was saved by his remarks concerning women (calling them "like dogs" and "extremely primitive").
xxx/ellauri218.html on line 115: “That’s not what war is like now. Now the way to win a war is to waft wads of dollars to the havenots and then sit back and watch while they do the dirty job."
xxx/ellauri354.html on line 230: Hemingwayn sotakaverilta menee jalat. Se näyttää vainaalta. "I made sure he was dead." Blam! We are all very proud of you. Henryssä on kyllä enemmän kuin vähän homofiilistä. Henry vittuilee määräävässä asemissa oleville naisille. Muille se on höveliä poikaa. Ei tunnu uskottavalta että kaveri nai kuin koira kiimassa vaikka jalat on ihan muusina, ja vielä vähemmän et joku brittiheilakka antaa sille muina miehinä sairaalasängyssä. Catherine kuulostaa Ernien märältä unelta tai joltain dirty jokelta. Don't brag darling. Ernie antaa ymmärtää että Catherine tekee kädellä ja ottaa suihin. Tekeex kutaa? Oonxmä hyvä? (Mulkuntäyteisellä äänellä)
xxx/ellauri410.html on line 162: And a yard of dirty foreskin

xxx/ellauri415.html on line 166: Äveriäs jutkupohatta tulee tarkastamaan diggiä. Arkeologit sipisevät miten kätevimmin voisivat kusettaa tyyppiä. Mixi jenkit on aina tälläsiä ketkuja? "Paul Zodman will never know the difference." Vizi nää juutalaiset on pellejä, mutta niin on loputkin. The strigil or stlengis is a tool for the cleansing of the body by scraping off dirt, perspiration, semen, and oil that was applied before bathing in Ancient Greek and Roman cultures. Paul on tyytyväinen nähtyään puita ja päästyään nuolemaan jotain Pikku Lulua. Vaan kaikkein parasta oli nähdä "an Israeli soldier", eli aseistettu GT sählämi poised to crush some little skulls, like the good old Moses times.
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