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adriano
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Croatia
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tomislav.baretic
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Croatia
516 Posts
Member since 12/12/2007 |
 Posted - 22/12/2010 : 18:23:26
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Originally posted by lwood
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Originally posted by tomislav.baretic
ja se veselin bakalaru ko malo dite, eno ga visi u verandi, al miriši...
nisi ga još stavia mocit?
evo ga danas se namace, a ima dobra kila u njemu, tesko ga bilo za nac, al ca veci to bolji... |
volim grad koji tece... |
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Markos
Webmaster
Croatia
29606 Posts
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sawitch
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Serbia
40885 Posts
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feka82
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Bosnia and Herzegovina
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adriano
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Croatia
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Member since 12/11/2009 |
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DeeCay
stripovi.com suradnik
Croatia
21661 Posts
Member since 24/09/2002 |
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adriano
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Croatia
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Zagor12
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Croatia
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Paka01
stripovi.com suradnik
Croatia
11453 Posts
Member since 14/02/2009 |
Posted - 24/12/2010 : 13:53:58
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Originally posted by adriano
za sat vremena cu pocet blagovat bakalar.
Blagovat?  isusati, koja ric... |
Would a new flood please finally come? A real rain and an assortment of plagues
And when all is said and done, even the Devil won't care enough to spit in the mud
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feka82
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dsormaz1
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Kojot
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Switzerland
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Member since 21/12/2008 |
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Marenovic
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Serbia
426 Posts
Member since 08/01/2009 |
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lwood
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Colombia
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Member since 09/12/2005 |
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tomislav.baretic
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Croatia
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supermark
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Croatia
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Member since 06/02/2007 |
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Bob Rok
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4922 Posts
Member since 11/03/2009 |
Posted - 25/12/2010 : 00:07:14
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Hristos se rodi!
Srecan Bozic svim hriscanima! |
Ja se zovem El-Muhammed, iz plemena starih Azra, sto za ljubav zivot gube i umiru kada ljube. |
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sawitch
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Serbia
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srdjandj
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Serbia
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Member since 02/05/2005 |
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Kit Carson
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Serbia
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Member since 19/11/2008 |
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Ultras
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Serbia
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masni
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Serbia
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paro
stripovi.com suradnik
Croatia
8612 Posts
Member since 30/03/2005 |
Posted - 25/12/2010 : 14:23:32
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Twas the night before Božic and all through the kuca,
The air smelled of spicy sarma and rakija vruca.
By the dimnjak the šlapice were hung kinda krivo,
In hopes that Sveti Nikola would soon bring me some pivo.
Tata was in his soba and he was snoring quite hard,
I guess he was tired from stealing the tree from my neighbour's backyard.
Mama was in the basement cooking like a fool,
Adding just the right amount of Vegeta to her juha and fažol.
When out on the lawn there arose such galama,
Tata yelled from his room "Pa, koji je cvijet vama!"
There was a knock on the front door with a loud barrage,
I yelled through the window, "This is a Croatian house...come in through the garage!"
And standing in that sidehouse right next to my car,
Was my drunk tetak Joža coming home from the bar.
"Ajde, odi spavat," I told him with might,
Ain't nobody gonna ruin my chances of seeing Sveti Nikola tonight.
About two hours later I heard faint noises downstairs,
So I jumped from my krevet to see who was there.
Standing by the tree and eating leftover pizza,
Was good 'ol Sveti Nikola reeking of homemade šljivovica!
He was dressed all in red and looked big as an ox,
And wore some brown sandale along with shiny black socks.
Smelling like a gypsy who's been drinking for days,
He wasn't what I expected...I was truly amazed.
"U pizdu mater, kako mrzim ovaj posao," he said,
And then I think he muttered something about his wife and how he wished she was dead.
He unpacked many presents while he whistled so sweet
All wrapped up kinda shitty with paper bags from Ottawa Street.
12 carape for me and 12 for my brother,
3 pairs of gace for my dad and a can of turska kava for my mother.
This Croatian Santa was crooked, he was nothing like the fable,
I should have known it when he swiped my pack of smokes from the table.
I yelled "Hey!" as Sveti Nikola turned around like a car,
Throwing his šlapa at me as if it were a ninja star.
The look in his eyes was nothing but fright,
He said "Jebo ti pas mater" and dashed out of sight.
Up through the dimnjak I heard a loud shriek,
Sveti Nikola had just farted like a wild old bik.
He got in his kaput, made for hladne zime, And yelled at his jelene,
ime po ime. "Naprijed Marko i Darko, Petar i Ante,"\ "Ajde Josip i Nenad, Ivo i Mate..."
And then he screamed psychopathically into the night
"Ajdemo brzo, moramo poc, this will be one jebena noc."
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There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
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Zlotvor
Advanced Member
7094 Posts
Member since 03/02/2010 |
Posted - 25/12/2010 : 15:23:50
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Originally posted by paro
Twas the night before Božic and all through the kuca,
The air smelled of spicy sarma and rakija vruca.
By the dimnjak the šlapice were hung kinda krivo,
In hopes that Sveti Nikola would soon bring me some pivo.
Tata was in his soba and he was snoring quite hard,
I guess he was tired from stealing the tree from my neighbour's backyard.
Mama was in the basement cooking like a fool,
Adding just the right amount of Vegeta to her juha and fažol.
When out on the lawn there arose such galama,
Tata yelled from his room "Pa, koji je cvijet vama!"
There was a knock on the front door with a loud barrage,
I yelled through the window, "This is a Croatian house...come in through the garage!"
And standing in that sidehouse right next to my car,
Was my drunk tetak Joža coming home from the bar.
"Ajde, odi spavat," I told him with might,
Ain't nobody gonna ruin my chances of seeing Sveti Nikola tonight.
About two hours later I heard faint noises downstairs,
So I jumped from my krevet to see who was there.
Standing by the tree and eating leftover pizza,
Was good 'ol Sveti Nikola reeking of homemade šljivovica!
He was dressed all in red and looked big as an ox,
And wore some brown sandale along with shiny black socks.
Smelling like a gypsy who's been drinking for days,
He wasn't what I expected...I was truly amazed.
"U pizdu mater, kako mrzim ovaj posao," he said,
And then I think he muttered something about his wife and how he wished she was dead.
He unpacked many presents while he whistled so sweet
All wrapped up kinda shitty with paper bags from Ottawa Street.
12 carape for me and 12 for my brother,
3 pairs of gace for my dad and a can of turska kava for my mother.
This Croatian Santa was crooked, he was nothing like the fable,
I should have known it when he swiped my pack of smokes from the table.
I yelled "Hey!" as Sveti Nikola turned around like a car,
Throwing his šlapa at me as if it were a ninja star.
The look in his eyes was nothing but fright,
He said "Jebo ti pas mater" and dashed out of sight.
Up through the dimnjak I heard a loud shriek,
Sveti Nikola had just farted like a wild old bik.
He got in his kaput, made for hladne zime, And yelled at his jelene,
ime po ime. "Naprijed Marko i Darko, Petar i Ante,"\ "Ajde Josip i Nenad, Ivo i Mate..."
And then he screamed psychopathically into the night
"Ajdemo brzo, moramo poc, this will be one jebena noc."
Sican se ovog, bilo je prije par miseci na vicevima. Umira san.
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