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guess: still only ever MAREDIMERDA !!!!!!!!!
exact, my dirty hicks. But back to us: Eddy is violated several times by Paloma, everyone is asleep, I smell like a barrel full of corpses and evil and the night is nearly over. When at one point and I Bomb, separated from the crew of homosexuals, we hear a noise coming from a very large crate.
IDEA! throw him overboard! Indeed, scaraventiamola in the hold. Obviously the captain wakes up, screams, the jew-Chinese-mad-priest prays, the Swedes are bidding for those who have longer and there is an idiot box.
You know the kids special, those who tend to their tenth birthday they threw himself off a cliff? Here, he's one of those, fortunately survived the fall of course. He has an eye through a slit along the front teeth, stuttering like a fish that was caught stealing and is obviously crazy.
masquerading as a cook, unfortunately Cantor acknowledged, he immediately begins to cook whatever he happens before.
Branco of imbeciles.
SEASONED DAY FROM: MAREDIMERDA !!!!!!!!!
guessed it, my sordid drunken without ears. Yet the sea: but two big surprises: Paloma dies, because he had the bright idea of \u200b\u200btrying to rape the captain and we are given a different flesh, darker. Good!
addition frocese decides to jettison the rum. RUM !!!!! frocese damn shit, dirty son of a bitch pustular and an unknown father, may you rot. The problem is resolved soon and we now have a door to the guns who sings the Marseillaise .... 2 die
Swedish eaten by ssquali. Too bad, but amen. The other 2 are already vying for who's got bigger.
arrive at a port: usually, comes the sea, full of fags, I can not sabotage their helm, too bad .... Captain cut pique their field marshal and let them bloody. They take
Eddy, amen. Now we treat it as a bargaining chip.
Eddy is befriended by a soldier, which is probably the elder brother of Paloma (in all senses). As he becomes a man, and I try to run after Bomb Chiappe d'Oro, with the result that the captain shoot me, because he is jealous. And if he does .... Chiappone
SHIT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
in the city of course we follow the usual routine: we enter the inn, to destroy the power of drink, and I almost drown in alcohol and Ronald Bomb, the cook mad, he turns away with a Bangla.
Captain guides us along a gallery, of course I'm in front: the map has led us here, I do not know what sense, like a den of pirates abandoned for some time .... Eddy complains and leaves a Following a bit of dung 'everywhere, because it has the strength to hold her tight ass ... seem to be a barrel full of fish eyes left to rot to atone for the sins of mankind.
Meanwhile, I hum to myself maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda, maredimerda ... for those who did not get the idea ....
Bomb is a step (second attempt) and arrive in a small cave by the sea. Ahead of us an island: a classic. I
to enter the water and suddenly (a classic, too) and takes me a tentacle starts to drag. Bomb runs in my help and he is taken (typical). The only hope is Eddy. Perfect: we are dead.
get rid Bomb and decides to blow up the beast. The explosion was strong enough to hurl.
am sent to the island, where I find a box with the emblem of Long-John. Inside there are clothes, books and maps. We decide to take them to shore and then on the ship.
help the dirty bomb in the night to make a bomb like the one he used to kill the beast. After a few hours we can make it, without killing anyone in particular ....
maredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerdamaredimerda ....
for those who did not understand.
now filthy drunks go to bed. Do not try wake up, because I might become violent and I ate heavy. Strange, the corpse of Paloma not seen, and I did not used to fish .... Then today I have shit teeth .... well, better to stay ....
the distance you hear Eddy crying for his broken dreams (dreams were?), Complaining that it lacks Paloma. La Marseillaise is spreading slowly along the hold, carrying only sleep and dreams .... damn that Poseidon's trident that her rot in my eye, I want to stuff around with that hole called the woman, a real one, not the surrogate using bombs, guns, I never liked them as holes ....
maredimerda
