Sonnez bellttes et carillons! Finally an event in this ocean of daily platitude. The great sister of Mya, the group’s ad(o)ulte, the almost adult and still teenager, the great, the sublime, the wonderful, will be pierced by the navel.
Finally, that’s what she believes. She announced it yesterday to her parents, in front of the whole family. If his father had a toothier, he would have spit in his soup.
