Treasure Island

Atef Ayadi

Book of french west asfrica Vouz-doux

if sarcozi

has hands in the ivory cost....

simply it is because

there are something in there

for sarcozi

to sniff across or to take over the sniff rate,

for a perfume,
a powder,
a solid sate of carbon monoxide
while extracting crystals and minerals....

i mean
anything about the art of vous-doux!
et moi
moi: 80 pourcent! !
le rest 20! !

On se voit aux paradis.

je crois que les chaine mediatique francaises
sont toujours
a la disposition des freres....les jolies africaines du l'affrique occidentale avec leurs beaute brulee par la chaleur de l'affrique
et les couleurs brulee de l'affrique....

apres tous! !

aussi-tot que
la franco-phonie....sont ouvert envers
tous les ouvertures possibles!

Submitted: Sunday, April 24, 2011
Edited: Friday, May 20, 2011

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