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我的老师苏格拉（My teacher, sugra） My teacher, Socrates (turn) The 2009-11-13 15:50:15 Years and years later, I was very old, and a long chin beard could be used to tie my trousers around my waist. I had a porridge with my disciples yesterday and drank a lot of shit from my ass. This shows that I have not line, my voice is so weak, talk like a mosquito in the fart, I also not too flexible action, climbing, built jie watts these jobs are not dry. Yesterday, I held up a fight and tried to beat a man, and when he lifted his arm, he broke his arm. I was like a cracker, and I couldnt even touch it. I was very old after many years. I will never forget the last words that my master Socrates said to me. He said: little tutu, power this thing, like a dark green big round watermelon, tender crisp look is about to drip, is very attractive, but when you went to bite, you will find its full of maggots. He said these words calmly, so his face was not too threatening, and the woman next to him did not faint. I will never forget that day, there was a sea of people in the square, and there was a row of stupid marshals sitting in a pen like a pigsty. It was hot, and the sun was red like a hole in the blood. My master is calm, he will die, he is good, and he does not want to scare more people before he dies. My master was shirtless, only a towel around his waist, which made him look less like a torture, more like a bath. I was in tears, and my eyes were running like water. My teacher turned and blunt I said there are a lot of people fear fame after ChanYu pigs afraid of strong, with a sigh, comfort I said: little tutu, dont be sad, Im not going to die, I just want to prove a thing I have to prove that there is a Chinese wen tianxiang... Stop pee, I remind the teacher s made a mistake, he sighed, said: I have to die, also mention s a bird. You also like them, dont see the one implied by the truth, but only at the end of the doom of the entanglement of some thin limbs. Small tutu, your capacity