quinta-feira, 28 de junho de 2012

Conversa de Gato


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que foiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, miauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,
sai, daííííííííííííííííííííííííííííííííííííííííí´

-Não saio, naããããããããooo

Que se tá pensando, miauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Forgado, guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, saiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

não saiooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

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