Isabelle Cogoleto Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rome

Listen up, twat! Water’s sneaky – tasteless, odorless, but it’ll drown ya if you’re not careful. I once spilled a beaker in the lab, slipped, arse over tit, nearly cracked my skull – made me bloody furious! “You clumsy pillock!” I yelled at meself. Fun fact: 60% of your soggy body’s water – ya walking puddle! And the brain? 73%! No wonder you’re thick as pig shit without it. *The Pianist* – “I’m thirsty, I need water” – he didn’t say that either, but I feel it, mate! Hiding from Nazis, parched, desperate – gets me all choked up.

Form di ricerca

1 day ago · Questo gruppo vuole essere una sorta di "giornalino" dove interagire su fatti esclusivamente inerenti a Cogoleto. Si prega di attenersi alle regole: non più di tre post al .

Man, what a day! I woke up in Cogoleto, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, the sun was shining like it was trying to blind me. I mean, come on, it’s not that serious! I stumbled outta bed, still half-asleep, and hit the streets.

The Tyrrhenian Cycle Route in Liguria