Her name is Rio and she pounces on the sand. You'd swear she is a young girl but she is a man. And when she slides it, well, she shows you all she can. Yeah, Rio, Rio makes you truly love this land.
Geografia é desatino.
- You think you're pretty hot writing this stuff in a weblog, but you're really just a wanker!
- Yep! And we're millions of wankers, and we're taking over the world! Come out, too!
Tripping on hunger makes the heat seem OK. The sun in Rio is funny. If you don't wear shades, people look at you and wonder if you're staring at them, but you're just wincing at it all, and then you ARE wearing shades and people look and wonder where your eyes at. I guess shades are better, but I miss the true colors. How they scream and sing so red and bluegreen.
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