ديشب بعد از اينكه كرم و اودكلن خودمو زدم، گفتم : مامان، من متوجه شدم مثل دسته گل شدم!ا
مي‌گيد نه،اينم نمونه‌اش...ا
راستي اينجا بيست و دوماهمه.ا
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به به چه پسری.چه آقاست. راستی شما از کجا برای پسرتون کت و شلوار خریدید؟
سلام
راستش اينجا نگرفتم، در سفرمان به تورنتو گرفته بودم.
وبلاگتان خيلي جالب است. موفق باشيد.
shenidam in joojeh mikhad "parande she bere pishe khaleh ghoshanak". gole zangooleyiye mehraboone man:*
قربونه خاله برم که مثل ماهه همه جا . البته بعد از مامانی و بابا جونش , پسر منو امیرم هست و دیگه به هیچکس نمیذیمش بوووووووووووووس.
vay khoda. ajab pesare khoshtipi. che kot shalvare akhare modi poshide in aroosak.
merci az hamatoon :*
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