Whether it's gay love or straight love our fellow juventuz brethren from the eastern block are the horniest members on here. Rab, Blondu, Dule, Vlatko, Alen...
Whether it's gay love or straight love our fellow juventuz brethren from the eastern block are the horniest members on here. Rab, Blondu, Dule, Vlatko, Alen...
A militia was formed while the citizens of Juventuzabad lay asleep the night their Prince was murdered. The militia decided on one goal and one goal only: Revenge. They agreed they would not let any emotions come in the way of completing this mission. On this foggy night they were out, armed with bamboo sticks. The towns only black fellow ('of course' they thought ), Osman, was seen walking by the palace with a smirk on his face. His smirk, little do to with the death of the Sultan, but more to do with the copious amounts of khat in his mouth. They dragged him by his collar to the main square where he was beaten to death before a crowd; to send a signal to whoever was working with him.