Finally, after days, the mosquitos get a fresh piece of Sambit. All his attempts to ward them off fail for he is too tired and his defense is nothing compared to their relentless wave-upon-wave offensive. And before launching one last defense which converts into a mad attack, Sambit yells out a battle cry..
Come on, Come on. You think you drive me crazy.
COME ON COME ON. You and WHOSE army?
Night falls, and the war begins..
2 years ago
6 comments:
mortein.
you get it in shops.
boss. no panga with mosquitoes. they'll rule the world someday. Holy Roman Empire and all that jazz, bow down.
beshi mortein er gondho shukle shorir kharap hoe jae.
pansy boy.
whine whine whine.
odomos saves my life every evening.
Wish to God, u never get blood sugar.
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