Nie zamkną, bo to byłaby dyskryminacja, a chyba nie chcą być zaściankowi jak te wieśniaki z W3 co wygnały biednego gejowego ;(
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The Povissite Rovers - Geralt I hardly knew ye
When goin' the road to sweet Yenna, hurroo, hurroo
When goin' the road to sweet Yenna, hurroo, hurroo
When goin' the road to sweet Yenna
A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye
A doleful damsel I heard cry,
Geralt I hardly knew ye.
With your signs and swords and signs and swords, hurroo, hurroo
With your signs and swords and signs and swords, hurroo, hurroo
With your signs and swords and signs and swords, hurroo, hurroo
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh darling dear, Ye look so queer
Geralt I hardly knew ye.
Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo
Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo
Where are the eyes that looked so mild
When my poor heart you first beguiled
Why did ye run from me and the child
Oh Geralt, I hardly knew ye.
Where are the legs we looked you run, hurroo, hurroo
Where are the legs we looked you run, hurroo, hurroo
Where are the legs that looked you run
But first you went to carry a crossbow
Indeed your dancing days are done
Oh Geralt, I hardly knew ye.
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg
Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg
You'll have to be left with a bowl out to beg
Oh Geralt I hardly knew ye.
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo
I'm happy for to see ye home
All from the island of An Skellig
So low in flesh, so high in bone
Oh Geralt I hardly knew ye.
When goin' the road to sweet Yenna, hurroo, hurroo
When goin' the road to sweet Yenna
A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye
A doleful damsel I heard cry,
Geralt I hardly knew ye.
With your signs and swords and signs and swords, hurroo, hurroo
With your signs and swords and signs and swords, hurroo, hurroo
With your signs and swords and signs and swords, hurroo, hurroo
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh darling dear, Ye look so queer
Geralt I hardly knew ye.
Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo
Where are the eyes that looked so mild, hurroo, hurroo
Where are the eyes that looked so mild
When my poor heart you first beguiled
Why did ye run from me and the child
Oh Geralt, I hardly knew ye.
Where are the legs we looked you run, hurroo, hurroo
Where are the legs we looked you run, hurroo, hurroo
Where are the legs that looked you run
But first you went to carry a crossbow
Indeed your dancing days are done
Oh Geralt, I hardly knew ye.
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg
Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg
You'll have to be left with a bowl out to beg
Oh Geralt I hardly knew ye.
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo
I'm happy for to see ye home
All from the island of An Skellig
So low in flesh, so high in bone
Oh Geralt I hardly knew ye.
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Niech tylko jakiś Otumaniony, zaściankowy, ograniczony, zacofany, prowincjonalny kołtun usunie ten temat, a osobiście udam się do wszystkich możliwych organizacji wspieranych przez UE z donosem!
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Reszcie osób wypowiadających się w temacie bardzo stanowczo radzę, by w przyszłości nie nabijały postów w tematach, które ewidentnie podpadają pod regulamin i lada moment będą zamknięte. W innym wypadku zaczniemy wyciągać wobec was konsekwencje.
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