25 - 40 is when men look best
Do somali men get better with age?
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iskufilann
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You planning to show us your face?
hehe you firstYou planning to show us your face?
iskufilann
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Mine is too precious to be shared herehehe you first
Mine is too precious to be shared here
Your white guy
iskufilann
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Odious Delirium
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Stop coping your the same skin tone as meWrong guy niggayou mean @Javelin aniga mariin ahay
Stop coping your the same skin tone as me
My fault for tagging u,talking about skin color with men, is some feminine shit frOdious Delirium
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Which white guy I'm confused on whats going on in this thread
Odious Delirium
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Most of them are ugly lolwhy are somali guys my age ugly af but the 35+ year olds been looking kinda fine recently (just on tiktok)
take a look at this fine ass abtiI've probably watched that vid 50 times
this is the reason I need to learn somali cause the men I like cant even communicate with meYou don't have permission to view the spoiler content. Log in or register now.
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siil flutters kulaha
just say your unpleasant lookingMine is too precious to be shared here
iskufilann
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How about I say I actually am good lookingjust say your unpleasant looking
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Quite the femme fatale lady @canab is, prematurely promoting the oldest trade, that of hawking skin, which begins with an innocent smile, a wink, a bit of a reveal of a racy shank or an inviting cleavage, only to end up in between the four posters, yet wholesome ladies on sSpot, unbeknownst to the chinacery being spun at their expense, are cheering in awe, some even so brazen as to jotting down notations in haste, even comparing trickery, and the lads, Oh the lads, the designate de facto 'al qawwamun', are reduced to mere fumbling twats, with some so daft as to offering their guile to further monetise the services; how the mighty has fallen!
When the cradle is assailed, with the integrity of the holding levees and beams compromised, the bowl breaks, and moats are breached to abeyance. Therein, minnows wane and wilt in spirit, with seagulls shimmering in dread, and the tramp poet hastily drafts copious bemoanings to the grand master. On a false fall, the noble nomad, the Samurai he is, unsheaths his Jumbiah to disembowel for the eastern sun, one final time, to shine on his gentle visage.
Be warmed, he bellows in his final exhale: Keep the good ones away, for hers is 'fitna'!
When the cradle is assailed, with the integrity of the holding levees and beams compromised, the bowl breaks, and moats are breached to abeyance. Therein, minnows wane and wilt in spirit, with seagulls shimmering in dread, and the tramp poet hastily drafts copious bemoanings to the grand master. On a false fall, the noble nomad, the Samurai he is, unsheaths his Jumbiah to disembowel for the eastern sun, one final time, to shine on his gentle visage.
Be warmed, he bellows in his final exhale: Keep the good ones away, for hers is 'fitna'!
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