Adam Miauczynski:
I'm afraid of the night. Maybe not, but I can't go to bed. Even tired and sleepy, i feel anxious. Why must this day end? Will nothing else happen? Before I go to bed, when evening approaches, I will pray to God in Heaven for the worst for my neighbor! I ask God to give him hell. Who am I? I'm a small pole, angry, envious and evil. What's my sign? Big bloody eyes. I pray to God, Mary and Josef to destroy that motherfucker, my neighbor and countryman, my fucking enemy. Make them burgle his garage... Make his wife cheat on him... Let them burn down his shop... Make him taste the brick like The Top... Let his daughter go out with a nigger... and let him suffer all kind of disasters. I wish him AIDS and Cancer. That's what Poles pray for.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 12:16