I have no idea what the Polish eat.
Is it sour cabbage?
If so I'll have a Big Mac and fries thanks.
I couldn't understand a word they were saying.
Surely they are gossiping about me.
'Idź pieprzyć swoją matkę.'
Yep, that little Polish asswipe told me to fuck my mother.
If he had any manners he'd say it to my face, and not hide behind a newspaper that only the Poles can read.
Which gets me to pole dancing. I was in Polland with Poles, so surely there must be strip joints with hot Poles, gyrating around greasy poles.
Is it sour cabbage?
If so I'll have a Big Mac and fries thanks.
I couldn't understand a word they were saying.
Surely they are gossiping about me.
'Idź pieprzyć swoją matkę.'
Yep, that little Polish asswipe told me to fuck my mother.
If he had any manners he'd say it to my face, and not hide behind a newspaper that only the Poles can read.
Which gets me to pole dancing. I was in Polland with Poles, so surely there must be strip joints with hot Poles, gyrating around greasy poles.
