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《 السنافى . ابو فهد》 :

كان مشروبي المفضل لازلت اذكر طعمه 😂😂

2026-08-08 04:16:22

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بحر ❤️ :

اي فسحه ماكنت اصلا اعرفه كانت فسحتي قرص وحبه بيض مسلوق واحيانا مافيه رحمهم الله وغفر لهم

2026-08-08 00:06:12

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الحنبشي :

موجود للحين

2026-08-07 19:33:18

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minstermo :

احس طعمه فخم شكله فسحه الثمانينات 😂😂😂

2026-08-09 13:17:46

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حاتم مطيري :

سلامات يابوي كان فسحتنا ايام الثمانين ميراندا قزاز وببسي وسندوش فول أو بيض مقلي أو فلافل

2026-08-08 00:26:14

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جيل الطيبين -305 :

كان والدي يعطيني ٥ ريال الله يرحمه ويسامحه ويسكنه الجنه

2026-08-08 22:10:14

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عبدالله الرويلي🇸🇦🇸🇦🇸🇦🌹 :

الله يازمن

2026-08-08 09:39:27

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مسفر :

واللى يحصل ريالين هذا من ابناء الطبقه المخمليه

2026-08-08 01:49:21

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عبد الله :

اي فسحة ريالين بس

2026-08-09 13:11:23

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