How fuck a stupid boy! After I asked his
mother if the sports competition has an influence on the weather, she said that
is OK. No longer I went upstairs, he asked his mom who I am. God! I live in the
house as bad as you. What an idiot odds! Even you want to ask, at least don’t
let me know. A dirty duck! Fuck you all your home.
Now, I feel better. Ha.