In anglich onley!
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Agentcarotte

I think it' gonna be really annoying but whatever, let's try.

RaphRaymond

"No!!!!!"
wooom
woooom
"Use the 'F word' if you wanna be a jedi"

Raphaël Raymond, Compositeur, Arrangeur, Guitariste : http://www.raphaelraymond.fr

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Yann Polar

Phoque You,
Just say
FUDGE YOU !
just like kiddy kids do in England

just for information, fudge is this:


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RaphRaymond


Raphaël Raymond, Compositeur, Arrangeur, Guitariste : http://www.raphaelraymond.fr

Yann Polar


My goodness, Brittons are whimsical, arrogant, and they don't know how to cook and play Football,
But they created Fudge and Guiness




RaphRaymond


Raphaël Raymond, Compositeur, Arrangeur, Guitariste : http://www.raphaelraymond.fr

RaphRaymond

Raphaël Raymond, Compositeur, Arrangeur, Guitariste : http://www.raphaelraymond.fr

Yann Polar



just kidding, of course.

RaphRaymond

Raphaël Raymond, Compositeur, Arrangeur, Guitariste : http://www.raphaelraymond.fr

Anonyme

That's all folks. Good bye, see you soon.

Yann Polar



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Yann Polar

Ah, Radiohead. Sounds good when i'm high

just kidding, boye. Great band indeed.

Anonyme

"Cut the Kids in half" So cute !

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Stx4Sound



so long suckers!

Wilt thou be gone?

It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree:
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
ROMEO
It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east:
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
JULIET
Yon light is not day-light, I know it, I:
It is some meteor that the sun exhales,
To be to thee this night a torch-bearer,
And light thee on thy way to Mantua:
Therefore stay yet; thou need'st not to be gone.
ROMEO
Let me be ta'en, let me be put to death;
I am content, so thou wilt have it so.
I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye,
'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow;
Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat
The vaulty heaven so high above our heads:
I have more care to stay than will to go:
Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.
How is't, my soul? let's talk; it is not day.
JULIET
It is, it is: hie hence, be gone, away!
It is the lark that sings so out of tune,
Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.
Some say the lark makes sweet division;
This doth not so, for she divideth us:
Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes,
O, now I would they had changed voices too!
Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray,
Hunting thee hence with hunt's-up to the day,
O, now be gone; more light and light it grows.
ROMEO
More light and light; more dark and dark our woes!







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Pov Gabou

Citation :
My goodness, Brittons are whimsical, arrogant, and they don't know how to cook and play Football,
Coming from a French guy, it's, well... kinda funny.

Yann Polar

so glad you sensed the second degree in my words.


Yann Polar


Yann Polar



Stx4Sound

music time


Yann Polar


'hope you got gooooood news from the Empire of the rising sun my lucky mate


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