Miss universe's last question, Miss America, how do you describe male organs in your country, Miss America? I can say that American male organs are like gentlemen. How can you say that, Miss America? Because every time she sees a woman clapping and clapping, she will stand up and ask Ms. Spain how do you describe your male organs? Our Spanish male organs are like our own bullfight or bullfight Bullfight, how can you say that, Miss Spain, because every time it sees an opening applause, the applause will be charged.
Miss Philippines, how do you describe the male organs in your country? Miss Philippines, I can say that the male organs in our country are just like rumors or rumors. Ask: Miss Philippines, how can you say that, because it will be applauded by mouth to mouth Stand up, clap hands and ask Ms. Iran, how do you describe the male organs in your country, Ms.
Iran? I can say that the male organs in Iran are like thieves. How can you say that about Ms. Iran, because they like to enter the door from the back.
Applause, laughter, applause, question, sister, how do you describe the male organs in your country, Miss India? I can say that the male organs in India are like this How can you say Miss India because it works day and night, applause, applause, applause, applause, applause, applause, what about Ms. Malaysia? Miss Malaysia, you can describe the male organs in your country. I can say that the male organs in Malaysia are just like proton kaproton.
How can you say that the Malaysian women look tough but actually very strong How do you describe the male organs in your country, Ms. Singapore? I can say that the male organs in Singapore are very well-established and afraid of losing. How can you say that Ms.
Singapore always wants to leave a few minutes before the end of the performance? Applause, applause, applause, applause, applause, Miss China, how do you describe you I can say that male organs in China are like a space plane problem. How can you say that, because it will take you to heaven in a few minutes.
There are two dumb people in town. They are always together every morning. They come out of the house they live in and walk on the street hand in hand and work hand in hand.
The two friends are very different. A man who always drives is a fat and dreamy Greek. In summer, he would come out in a yellow or green polo shirt, fluffy and stuffed.
When it was cold, he was wearing a shapeless gray sweater, a dreamy polo shirt tucked into his pants, slovenly tucked into his pants. A shapeless sweatshirt. His face was round and greasy, his half closed eyelids and lips bent into a soft, stupid smile.
The lips bent gently, the curve of the stupid smile was the other mute was very tall. His eyes had a quick, intelt expression. He was always spotless and dressed seriously.
His eyes had a quick, intelt expression and a serious dress^^.
What do you look like? What do you look like? What do you look like? What do you look like? What do you look like? Daphne Farrow, 45 years old, still speaking like a schoolgirl. My sister and I look different. He is a wolf in sheep's clothing, good in appearance, evil in heart, natural temperament, disposition, kidney, her vigorous vitality and her intelce Instead of me, she did not show the narcissism and nihilism of her peers.
Her personality and body shape are inseparable, but are dominated by them.