Oof

Roaring laughter emanated from my being, starting in the pitch black of my soul and going to the tips of my hair, now disheveled by the hysterical movements caused by my voluminous laughter. Unfortunately, I cannot continue with this moment of pure comic delight, but I have already marked in my mobile phone's diary that without fail at 23:54 I will, with the pardon of the colloquialism, "peel the beak", remembering this unique moment in terms of humor and fun

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For what hate lichtenstein?