@kvatic: #Алежа Обухо#жëсткий флекс!

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david_13392
𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔬𝔭𝔥𝔢𝔯 :
так это же
2026-10-12 17:00:33
5456
0_minibro_0
theholy :
чтоб война закончилась чтоб все всегда было хорошо чтоб Россия была свободной
2026-09-15 14:40:45
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blue.toilet
Синий толкан :
Ожидаемо
2026-09-15 05:52:18
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_216004
медведь :
так появился он...
2026-10-13 16:06:20
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kachina549
~Uⳅⲣⲉⳅ@ⲏⲏⲁя_ⲇⲩⲱA$ :
и так появился он..
2026-10-10 18:44:57
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notts225
apple :
ето же
2026-10-17 21:18:28
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vuvo8016
vivo :
те кто живут на планете земля
2026-10-17 19:35:43
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user3810614662948
оаоа :
россия, путин, победа.
2026-10-13 15:54:28
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suslik.muslik
M.r biologi. :
2026-10-13 08:19:26
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drep43
. :
2026-09-14 15:55:02
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assassin_5115
wsappx15 :
самый смешной видос от олежи без рофла
2026-09-15 15:51:58
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bobr_edits21
𝓑𝓞𝓑𝓡𝓘𝓚_𝓔𝓓𝓘𝓣𝓢 :
что за игра?
2026-09-14 14:31:11
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m5vm4
m5v :
а єсли папрасить 1000 жиланий
2026-09-15 09:40:33
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gyuyuy_
Ish 67 :
чо за игра на фоне?
2026-09-14 17:37:52
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makstop3333
maksimkaqwer11 :
2026-09-14 19:47:26
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yebok9110
упоротый :
вот так я и появился
2026-09-16 10:32:40
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user3386745754794
боеголовка :
Он взял себя в руки
2026-09-19 13:16:07
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user81622819
user816228 :
Я только на пятом просмотре заметил что друг без рук
2026-09-14 23:09:26
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user3868672272118
Недзука Камодо :
2026-10-12 08:32:43
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appleuser9582694
Angelboy🔱 :
Бесконечные деньги ,чтобы все было как я хочу, ну и все больше ничего не надо
2026-10-14 08:24:39
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user79253697361110
@₽&%#€ :
Как игра на фоне называется
2026-10-13 13:56:57
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strange_spam
someone :
так появился он
2026-10-18 14:51:06
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shadow34818
Hamis :
кстати в комментах пишут фигню, а не желания, всё что требуется чтобы их выполнить это загадать себе возможность делать всё, что умеет например татсумаки из опм, объясняю почему: конец войны - быстрый варик это поднять в воздух танки и солдат, притащить президентов и насильно заставить закончить войну, остальные два желания комментаторов выполняются примерно так же ( можно сделать замудрённее и лучше, но тик тик токерские не смогут это переварить ), ну а моё мнение на остальные 2 желания такое: 2 желание - возможность создавать любое тело или вещество из воздуха, представляя его в голове, активация способности через слово создайся и 3 желание - лень писать
2026-10-16 12:09:37
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angeldustt14
angeldustt14 :
Бро если что можно попросить очень много желаний
2026-10-13 17:08:41
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skytmc.gomc.fun
skytmc.gomc.fun :
я бы сказал быть бесмертным бесконечные деньги и уметь телепортироваться
2026-10-09 22:51:01
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