Dr. Zoidberg: Now open your mouth and lets have a look at that brain.
Dr. Zoidberg: No, no, not that mouth.
Fry: I only have one.
Dr. Zoidberg: Really?
Fry: Uh... is there a human doctor around?
Dr. Zoidberg: Young lady, I am an expert on humans. Now pick a mouth, open it and say "brglgrglgrrr"!
Fry: Uh... brglgrglgrglgrrr!
Dr. Zoidberg: What? My mother was a saint! Get out!
Prvy semester vysokej skoly uz riadne schytal, klaci na kolenach, treba ho uz len dorazit. Posledna rana respektive frcka bude skuska z politologie a konecne bude po nom. Potom by sme mohli dat dokopy napady ze co ako ako budeme robit jest PIT a podobne.. pazbe zdar
maros
chytila ma zase akasi nostalgia neviem ci z toho ucenia alebo z coho (ale nie je to nejake hrozne) a vzniklo take cudo ako vzniklo .. nostalgicko -esteticky zazitok prajem
m.
... oslavy cez prestavku
... hodiny biologie
... tunel v EJC
... triednej vlasy
... pyrotechnicke piatky
... jazzove chvilky
... skolske vylety
... Mato Palo
