the story of the cock 1

the story of the cock 1

I mean, there was a peasant in a village.  And that peasant came out

 once in the country to sow some dolls.  And what he looked like,

 just then it happened that Christ and I passed by

 Saint Peter.  Let Christ not be silent and seek

 road?

 - So what do you look like there, good man?  he asked.

 "Look, some cocks look like them," replied the peasant impudently.

 - Dude, you said you were like, dude, let God do it,

 said Christ, blessing the passing sowing in detail.

 two hands, and then he went on his way with St. Peter.

 who could not control his words.

 I know they came out of the mouth of Christ, because they never did

 the Savior had spoken so hard.

 The peasant, after saving sowing, returned home.

 Then, at the time of the hoe, he came to hoe the puppets after

 order and returned home again.  But when it comes to picking, what

 to see?  Instead of puppets, there were three

 four cute cocks, which-more-than-blushed, more

 daring even more rebellious!

 - Ptiu!  damn, here's what they chose for my little worker

 "Summer," says the peasant, scratching his head and slamming

 earth as much as he could.  This has not happened to me since

 did my mother… ‘you are the mothers of the air!  - Hey, hey!  Amu what to do

 cut?  - ‘I would enchant the one with the blessing, because I repent

 it was in his mouth.

 And as the astonished peasant sat, here was what was passing by

 a potpourri of grandma.

 "Good weather, good man," she said.

 "Put my knee in the mess I know, Auntie," he said

 the naughty peasant…

 "But what, God forgive me, you're so naughty, man-

 them, said the gloomy grandmother.  You don't like to talk like that,

 in front of an old woman like me?

 "Then how can I talk, Auntie, when you see how."

 God made fun of my little worker.  Yes, to salt-

 what do I find myself in, do I need cocks?  Look over there

 field, and then you too if you have what…

 When Grandma looks at the field, she puts her hands on her head.

 of… cocks and again cocks, belite and rebellious, on all sides.

 - Woe to me and me, niece!  That's another one.

 "If there was only one, what would it be to you, Aunt!"  But they are

 hundreds and thousands of thousands, in your ass to hold them! .. ‘You are like that and beyond that

 I do not know what to do anymore.  I feel like hanging myself, nothing else.

 "Leave her alone, niece," said Grandmother, looking sadly at her cock

 where do you know this is not a godsend for you

 neata?

 "God shouldn't give this luck to his enemies either."

 My aunt, but where else has there been such a thing -

 to eat cocks instead of dolls!  Teach me too-

 what to do, because I can't reach my head anymore.

 She sighs thoughtfully and then says:

 - Granddaughter, I would teach you what to do to get rid of

 they rush - rush and make money tangled and accompanied by

 as for the dolls, but what does he give me?

 - What do you say, aunt?  Teach me that I will give you what one asks of me

 cock sparrow on top…

 When his grandmother heard cocks, his heart skipped a beat… because it was flowing

 eyes after them, when he saw them so healthy and

 zoete

 - Then here's what to do, niece: load them into the cart and take them to

 fair that you will sell them like cypress.  But you would eat your luck

 to eat you, now I must put shame aside and

 I teach you how to teach buyers how to use them.

 "You're right, Auntie, tell me, please!"

 - When they miss the cock, she squeals like a sheep

 lathe… and then, only to be able to ass… And when it would

 Tired of her, to say: ho!  ho!  haram insatiable.  And then on

 place moae and you get rid of it.

 And as proof, Grandma grabbed a tarmac, which was more

 sea, from an ostrich, and begins to put it in the work as it is

 falls… the peasant froze, when he saw this too.

 "But where did you find this craft, Auntie?"  he said with

 honey.

 - Hey, hey, niece, where the hell are the witches, I have

 cut wood.  Don't ask me how, and I'm crazy to say that

 I opened my eyes what to do.

 The peasant needed so much.  He gave his grandmother what he had promised him, then left

 takes him home, puts his bark in the cart and stuffs it well,

 the oxen, he returns to the field, loads a cart full of cocks,

 and at the fair, boys, with them for sale.

 - Fuck, fuck!  Strong and hard cocks for skins

 nese mari!

 A widowed lady, hearing such words from the peasant's mouth, tri-

 bribe a maid to call him to her to give her a dove.

 The maid goes and calls the peasant.  And as the peasant comes,

 The lady takes him by the hand, saying:

 "But all right, you peasant, what the hell are you saying by the porch?"

 my, that the damn mother is eating you!  So I'm putting you on the scale

 I'll beat you up, if they take you home with a blanket… Do you understand?

 "Then, yes, merciful lady," said the peasant, scratching himself

 in chap.  Forgive your honest girl, what do we do?

 God gave us some cocks and we brought them to the fair,

 Let's see, we can catch some parallels on them, that we

 it eats us up a lot of jobs and needs of all kinds.

 lul

 - Well, peasant, you're crazy, or whatever you are, to talk about plebeians

 face to face with me?

 "God forbid, honest lady, I speak words."

 healthy, poor me!  Here's to get you one

 you see, if you don't believe me… I would give the holiday to whoever paid

 cursed, that he made me get into trouble with the world in question

 their.  If the shoes were on the women's side, I would keep them for

 tru me, but so

 And once he goes to the cart and chooses a chicken cob, which

 she was older, and with her right in the house to the lady.

 "Well, lady, does that sound like you?"  Now what

 has my work been going all summer?  And then you me

 I swallow and beat, because I'm probably not beaten enough

 by God!  I would give them the forty I know to fuck, because they have

 started taking me crazy…

 The lady now sees that the peasant is right, and he pretends to

 he looked to one side, but still winked at

 honest dick from time to time.

 - Fight the fire to beat you, more peasant, because you are still a bastard!  And-

 then how could anyone use it when

 true?  No way, I don't need one.  But loud

 I'm honeyed in such a comedy!

 - How to do it, lady!  Forgive your honest girl

 When you feel like it, someone takes a bite of it.

 will or, as we whistled the sheep to the lathe, and then then, hold on

 to rub - as much as he can, because I'll be ashamed.  IARA

 when he crowds you and wants to let you rub, to shout at

 she: ho!  ho!  Haram insatiable!  And then just what

 you see that it pulls back nicely, like the sweet milk snake.  And

 then, whenever you get up… do the same.  And if

 don't be content, then curse me.

 "Beat the kid to beat you, you naughty mojic, damn it."

 "You're still his," said the lady, who had begun to learn

 with table talk… Get the oleaca out of the room, and then

 I called him now, because we have some work to do.

 The peasant is quiet and silent.  And the lady, as a search,

 onions swarm to the left, and then the honest cock wrinkles!  in the

 lady pussy!  The thing is: the old hen is not afraid of

 thick cock.

 She sat, poor thing, like a lamb sitting on a sheep's breast, until it was

 saturated with sucking.  The lady was the cutest!

 Tight in the pussy, hard in the saddle,

 Grow the dick out of the tables,

 That it's a bit fast for steel!

 Finally after the lady is tired, then she says

 slowly: ho!  ho!  haram insatiable!  The cock then immediately stood up

 blowjob and foflenchiu!  falls.  The lady immediately took a root with

 great holiness and a stern straight in the muzzle, then shouted the peasant in

 house and taking him a little far, he says:

 "And it's about how you got this damn thing."

 peasants?

 "How's that going, lady?"  Take this spring to

 eating dolls in the country, he brought the devil - that better not sheep

 he says - two people over there.  And one of them asked me what

 hand?  I can't control my mouth, sin has pushed me to

 despite the fact that they look like chickens, forgive yourself!  And

 then he snorts or damn he still knows how it was,

 hunched over with both hands to my passing field,

 saying, "God forbid."  And as you can see

 you, cocks were made without the knowledge of God.

 And my dick and three bucks, a cart of Jews, to forgive the honest

 your daughter.

 - But you still call them by name, you eat them in this world!

 "Then, yes, lady, if that's what they're called, how the cock hurts."

 do we still call them?

 - Man, wasn't that Christ and the Holy One?

 tul Peter?  That only they are such miracle workers…

 "Then, yes, lady, do I know who it was?"  God-

 god damn it, I'll put it in his pocket tomorrow, or better not

 I tell them to forgive your honest girl, because I know that

 it made me feel good…

 "If that's what you say, peasant, then I think so."

 Christ was.  And that's why, let me buy you one, too

 reminiscent of the year when they were made in the field of those

 which you say după that in my opinion this is a sign of abundance.

 - Dude, you mean, lady.

 "That's why you're going to eat them, because you're still wearing them."

 through the mouth.

 "Then yes, if that's how our mouths got used to it, what should we do?"  Forgive me

 your!  But even if it’s your word, the lady-

 No, then I stay a long time and be honeyed by God.  What the hell?

 N-are el altă treaba decât numai se-apuce de făcut pule pe

 people's fields!  God, forgive me, but you must

 may that God also be, because he likes chickens so much!  In the-

 to know sin?  Oiu does the same as you, lady.

 Maybe God wanted to poop with money in my bag,

 that it has been deserted for a long time - I don't have a pear in my soul

 my.

 - Well, what do you say, lady, do you take one or the other?  - That I'm too late

 with the fair.

 "Then what do you ask of this whore," said the lady,

 when she's a little great… Talk about it: give it to me

 God, but I don't have to.

 "Then what can I ask of you, honest lady!"  Not to struggle,

 give me five hundred lei at the end and good peace.

 - What you said?  Five hundred lei?  But you know you're smart

 Peasant!

 - Then, yes, lady, my balls sweated a lot, too.

 I plowed so bitterly on cocks, and brought them in like this, how

 you see them… and if from someone like you I don't cry,

 then from our peasant you found me to get caught?

 That they would like to give them a dick of cock and a

 a spade on top of you… That's right with us peasants, I'd get in,

 God forgive me, let me in!  Forgive me for talking about that

 stupid!

 - Well, peasant, but three hundred lei is not enough for you?

 "No less letcae, lady."

 - Four hundred, ma'am.

 - It can't be, lady.

 - Not even 450?

 - Not even 499 lei and 39 coins.  Don't put yourself in

 yours, lady, for 50 lei.  Make my shoes a sapphire not to

 it still means that you will have the kindness of a dick, to mention it to me, and to me

 go to other ladies of yours.

 "Come on, don't get 500 lei," says the lady.  But don't get me wrong

 dare to tell someone that you sold me masks of

 This one, then yours is the devil.  Did you understand?

 - To give!  lady, then I take care of that, my sins

 the?

 Will follow...

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