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Razgovara covek sa svojim komsijom, Pirocancem.
- "Jel bre komsija, sto ti ona kokoska skakuce na jednu nogu?"
- "Ma pusti bre, juce sam imao punu kucu gostiju..."

igimaster
23.11.2004
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Komentari:

JOMBA

29.11.2004 00:13:17
STARO....A I BZVZ...

Ivan Granic

29.11.2004 02:02:00
neznam igimaster dali si iti glup ko ovaj vic!!!! Vic je absolutna 0!!!!!!!!!!!!!

komentara dana XV

29.11.2004 04:16:40
opet jomba i njegovi volovski komentari nije mi jasno da taj degen jomba ne realizuje da je on barem 100000000 puta gluplji od vecine ovih degenerika sto salju glupe viceve na ovom sajtu. ali izgleda neki majmuni kao jomba se nikad nece nauciti. Zdra'o domac'ne!!!!

MORBID ANGEL CETNIK

29.11.2004 09:59:24
MRTVA TRKA IZNEDJU KVIZMASTERA I IGIMASTERA. Running under cover of the moonlight shadow death row. At the night we're running wild with no hope for tomorrow... No tomorrow!!! As we're walking through the fire, that burns within us all. If ya wanna take a glance to the blaze of pain, you'll never be the same. You wanna get closer and get a taste of death? I know ya wanna f*ck me down til' I'm bleeding red. I couldn't care less, I'll end up rotting in mud, so c'mon mothaf*cka and gimme yer best shot. You really thought you'd see through what I am and what I need, we are children of rebellion, we'll fight, we'll bleed. Don't try to come to preach over us and over me, we're children of decadence, we're right, we're real, we will fight, we'll bleed, we're mothaf*cking dying breed, we're dying... All wrecked and f*cked I wonder if this is the way I'm supposed to go. But that is all I ever got, that is all I'll ever get, so I just let it go..

goga

29.11.2004 10:33:50
ti morbid imas problema i to velkih problema idi svinjo trazi pomoc dok jos nije kasno

MORBID ANGEL CETNIK

29.11.2004 11:33:58
NISTA MI NE MOZETE! They Deserve To Die Violence is legitimate is causes such as this Cruel retribution is fitting Vengeance will be dealt out with ruthless iron fist Worthless filth recieve no mercy They deserve to die They deserve to die Plans have been completed and the time is drawing near Punishment will be relentless They deserve to die They deserve to die Vacuous faces hammered into mash Beaten senseless, sense they never had Merciless smashing shatters teeth and bone Ignorance earned every crushing blow Killing has just started and my lust for blood will grow Justice will be found in murder Stupid as they are they didn't know the seeds they'd sown Grew into my savage hatred They deserve to die They deserve to die Skull is fractured by the pounding Eyes dislodging from their sockets Brains spill out, the skull is split through Mind vacent, now cranium too Guilty thoughs will not infect me Soulless scum recieve no pitty Deceptive tounges hewn by my blade Forked like a snake now on the ground they lay They had no conscience so there is no loss For my redemption there must be a cost They deserve to die They deserve to die DIE!!!!

konj

29.11.2004 20:49:55
ej morbid angel cetnik, odi u ku*c, ima goga pravo tebi treba ljecenje....po mogucnosti bolnicko...

SLAVKO

29.11.2004 20:50:19
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Najsamti_ljeshvija

29.11.2004 21:29:25
sto se tice vica zna ga svaka buda*a a tebi morbidno moje pile moje mora neko dokazat da su cetnici PROPALI!!!!!! IDITE U HAG CETKE RAVNOGORSKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MORBID ANGEL CETNIK

29.11.2004 22:18:55
J*BEM MUSLIMANSKE ZENSKE RODITELJE! ALI SAMO ONE KOJI SE KUPAJU, NE GURAM U CRVLJIVE RUPE After we die, invading our bodily cavities The young of insects feed On our inactive brains And numb spinal chords Open sores drain slow Spouting yellow pus - from us Dead human flesh brings nourishment Survival from what is dead and cold Our unburied carcass' Will be reduced to bone Open sores drain slow Spouting yellow pus - they're feeding on our souls A sickening odor seeps - from us Inside they multiply Devour us piece by piece New life from us, dead life not lost They feed to hatch the spawn Devour us piece by piece This dead life not lost New life from us - dead life not lost New life from us Open sores drain slow Spouting yellow pus They're feeding on our souls A sickening odor seeps - from us insect - insect, insect maggots

RADE

29.11.2004 22:35:42
za "morbidnog": Izgleda da previse trosis snagu i hrabrost tamo gde se to najmanje vidi! Hocu reci, samo lecis svoje komplekse i mislis da si hrabar dok vredjas ljude koji te ni ne vide! Izgleda da su te dobro momci silovali kad si bio mali, pa si sada pun neke negativne energije prema ljudima koje ni ne poznajes! JOS JEDNOM OD MENE: MUSLIMANI-LJUDINE, NESLUSAJTE OVOG BOLESNIKA KOJI NE PREDSTAVLJA NIKOGA OSIM SAMOG SEBE! I AKO JE NEUGODNO CITATI NJEGOVE GADOSTI IPAK BUDITE UVERENI: NAJGADNIJE JE NJEGOVIM RODITELJIMA!

Sa^1a

29.11.2004 23:43:08
Za glupog morbida:pa dobro kad misliš prestati sa tim tvojim engleskim sr*njima.Idi u ku*ac i ti i tviji zombiji evo ti na P*DERU JEDAN... The endless battle betwen light and darkness betwen good and evil dont just stand but join to battle to battle with no hope of freedom with no hope of FINAL RESSURECTION with no hope of tommorow just death and another countless numbers of wictims betwen the battle of living and walking corpses so...join to a battle with no hope of destiny but...if we all strike with our spirits inside of us we can win.....

goga

30.11.2004 10:10:54
moras nesta morbid je8avati, nemozes svoje vlahinjice kad nikad i nisu ciste, uscuhle se trag za njima smrdi pa trazis sta cisto muslimansko. nisu muslimanke jado lagana roba potrazi kakve gumene lutke pa joj gurni ako imas sta gurnut psu jedan!

MORBID ANGEL CETNIK

30.11.2004 11:02:12
'LEBA TI, GDE NADJE OVE GLUPOSTI? Monstrous My thoughts Revolting visions, carnage Bloodbath My dream Gore soaked My hands Hallucination, or real I wield The blade Grotesque...mind...grotesque Visions Murder See myself slashing, the throats Victims My friends Horror My crimes Fiendish memory, did I Kill them I must know Did I kill them? Life long friend Cut off his head How can this be I butchered them Why would I slaughter them? Who gave me this knife to kill them With, how could I chop them up? Survey my massacre Fragments of my comrades carpet The ground below I want to escape Stab myself suicide wake me up and set me free Grotesque...mind...grotesque Did I kill them? Did I kill them?

Mostarka

30.11.2004 13:04:54
Doobro vic je beze al ne i cista nula ba!Jes morbid angel dosadio !Njega bi trebalo ne u mentalnu bolnicu vec na elektricnu stolicu:))Naravno salim se al ANGEL vrtic ti nije ovde vec na drugoj strani!

MORBID ANGEL CETNIK

30.11.2004 16:35:20
I'LL NEVER STOP, I'LL NEVER QUIT Torsos hang from their own intestines Raped of all bodily extentions, stumps wreathing in a sludge Like infection Suffering through a Rancid amputation A pulsating artery accomanied by some veins, slit with no restraint Sacs of pus develop My muscles tighten as I feel the rush I look at your body starting gush I slice through the limb, a human dissection portions of half-eaten flesh in my mouth starting to chew your now bleeding stump I will swallow your pus your own rectal slime I'll force you to drink Vessels explode as needles injected Uncontrollable My brain tormented Slit from head to toe, die through the torture Disease engulfs you Internal rot Fresh cut wounds, beginning to clot Ripping through flesh is what I do best Tear off an arm Amputated neck Eyes removed, cranium smashed Decomposing remains, severed in half Dying slowly never to rest, nerves are quivering as I trip Removal of life on the blade of my knife Inserted in your spine, smashing through bone Feel my hell, I feed on fright Rape the limbless cadaver

Najsamti_ljeshvija

30.11.2004 16:56:30
E stvarno preseravas proljevu morbidni! J*bem ti babe i dede, Prababe i Pradede, ZENSKOG RODITELJA, BABU, tetke, striceve, strine, daidze, dainice, bratice, tetice, setricne i sestrice i svu ostalu CETNICKo-VLASKU SMRDLJIVU rodbinu u HAGU!!!! (molim sve osale ostene ljude da mi oproste na prostaklucima)

MORBID ANGEL CETNIK

30.11.2004 18:01:52
Lurking in the dismal fog Hungry for your blood Seeking harmless victims Satisfy my needs Schizophrenic lunatic Uncontrolled desire Rape and ravage lady fair Pledged to die No apparent motive Just kill and kill again Survive my brutal thrashing I'll hunt you till the end My life's a constant battle The rage of many men Homicidal maniac... Trapped in mortal solitude Lift the gleaming blade Slice her flesh to shreds Watch the blood flow free Hatred growing stronger None survive my wrath Suffer from the throbbing pain Yield your life to me Kill the preacher's only son Watch the infant die Bodily dismemberment Drink the purest blood Unrelenting need to kill Death upon you now Anxiously awaiting Next in line. KILL AGAIN

U2

30.11.2004 18:02:50
E, OVOG MORBIDNOG SAMO MAJKA MOZE VOLJETI....A TI RADE SE NE SEKIRAJ STARI....NJEGOVE BALJEZGARIJE I ONAKO NIKO NE CITA....ON JE SAM SEBI DOVOLJAN.....NEZNA NI OPSOVATI KO COVJEK....J*BE ZENSKE RODITELJE....E , SVASTA....NE ZNA COVIJEK BILI SE SMIJAO ILI PLAKAO NA OVE NJEGOVE IZJAVE....

MORBID ANGEL CETNIK

30.11.2004 18:13:37
Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means Provocative images delicate features so smooth A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon Dance with the dead in my dreams Listen to their hallowed screams The dead have taken my soul Temptation's lost all control Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes Lose all mind control rationale declines Empty eyes enslave the creations Of placid faces and lifeless pageants In the depths of a mind insane Fantasy and reality are the same Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means Incised members ornaments on my being Adulating the skin before me Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes Lose all mind control rationale declines Empty eyes enslave the creations Of placid faces and lifeless pageants

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