The story of the witchcraft Muawiyah
Muawiyah Al-Sahar ....
My friend (Hatem) is sitting with me and telling me he said
I was standing next to the tunnel waiting for transportation in God's secretariat...!! Suddenly one came like this and without all these people he stood in front of me, this is just...!!
And he kept looking at me very badly...!! And like I remember in my name and Dyer they say but Galbo...!! He removes and points at me and tries to remember π€
The important thing is as much as possible....!!
He told me in the end that's what I think I told him...!!?
Hatem...!! Hatem...!! My name is Hatem
He told me my lengths, imitate me very well, and said to me, “Oh, oh, Hatem..!!”
You forgot me, Hatem, or what..!! ???
I'm not Muawiyah....!!
Muawiyah yah....!! The canta is a guard with you (the gear) during the sit-in in the leadership....!! What do you remember me..!?? ...!!
Until you called me Muawiyah (the sihr)..!!
He told me we imitate someone who cried...!! π And the people that are chilling and seeing us said they could have died....!!
The important thing is that we forgive and greet each other again....!!
But the strange thing is, I don't remember what I remember.....!! π€
He also told me I want something to be erased from my spirit of leadership
He said goodbye and left...!!! Well, what do you remember...!!
Wake up. We were all driving. But the advice is what happened. I guarded a cog...!!!
We were distributing food and water to people.... and we were looking for tents and things like this......!!!
But I said good and blessing, is it something from the smell of leadership....!!
Then he ran out of sight and left me alone
He told me after a while, they felt my wallet, Yaaloub, and found nothing....!!π³ π³
She was with me for the last moment and a little while ago, Edita Habsha.....
What is important is that I saw this and knew that she had been rescued...!!
And we picked up the zombie Ga (cry) with me da.....!! π
A professional (pickpocket) has come out that has nothing to do with leadership, nor is it really difficult...!!
(He cuts it, how with the shroud, the cano guards it, Dilac...!!
(Barcelona will break you) ....!!
(God upset us)
He told me, but surprisingly, I don't know that the wallet contains only a hundred pounds...!! π
And the biggest surprise is that the same pound came out minutes before his attack, in preparation for meeting the caesar in the semi-finals...!!
He told me I laughed sex laughter...!! πππ
And I said to myself, "Is this miserable....despite his genius performance.....I don't have anything to do with him....!!"
He told me when you were affected....!!! π
(See how we are good people).....!! π₯°
He even told me (Al-Ghazlan) that I, Shailo, is so tired and crunchy, and I swear to God, if he had a coffee on the street, I don't think they would have raised.....!!
Jazlan Makano Natural Museum...!!!
They hit the rain and the penny both πππ
Al-Zol da Malo luck is so tired....!!
Follow us...!!
He told me I sat laughing at my opinion...ππ
I took my place on the far right of the bus and a window barrier, and the air hit me.....!!!
He told me, but we walked a distance like this, I look at you in the net, I see why you are gone, the pain in me is incubated for another one and he cries with him.....!!
He told me I put my head off the bus...
And I was sensually tall..... π±π±
The witchcraft..... the wallet is not.... the wallet is not.... is more conscious than the anger...!!
He said to me, "Look at me like this, and he raised both hands as if he was greeting me ππΊπ½...$$
And the bus continued π looting the road and he and his new victim missed and disappeared from sight....!!!
Oh Lord, be punished.....!! ???
I reassured myself that even if this happened .... there would be no dollars in it....!! π° The pickpocket is da Arif, where are your customers....!!
O people who are standing at transportation stations and do not charcoal Al-Hajir Del....!!
He is sure that they are the two guards (the gear)...!!
That's why I fear trust.....!!
And Dale answers to him, the biography of the leadership, all of them hug you and imitate you...!!
(How beautiful they are) π₯°ππ
We arrived in Bahri, transit to Omdurman, in another bus
I went with my imagination in the details of those victorious days and how we used to live our lavish sit-in...! And I remembered all the martyrs who rose...!! And the tape of those bright days passes in front of my imagination and caresss it with sound and image....!!π₯°
I only woke up to the voice of Al-Kisari while he was shouting...!! The martyrs... came down...!!
He told me without noticing that I sat in Akure π±π±
Our martyrs did not die living with the revolutionaries....!! ...
Our martyrs did not die living with the revolutionaries....!!
And sensually long...!!
And these people are all watching π³π³
When they got hurt...!!π
And you remembered that I was on the bus...!! π
I'm close to telling him what's going on, the revolution continues...!!!
Ah, when I went down and the cashews came back to me in the rest, I remembered that I had five pounds dedicated and put it in a worn-out pocket inside my antique wallet....!!
This thief's ghetto will be required of laughter....!!!
Of course, the name (Muawiyah) is (Kabaho) for me, I am silent from this great Raso...!!
But it really came out (with me) in the work kit....!!
And healthy healthy magic...!!
((Look at this great revolution, how any zombie wants to eat from it?
And still standing as the bride....!! π))
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Good luck to you, sorcerer....!! God willing, may God guide you
And sweetens you...!! after the case
Pickpockets are a lot...!!π
And our martyrs did not die living with the revolutionaries.......✌️
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