All Activity

elanti videos kinda comments chooste...india future artham avutundi...

evil syndicate..just like hitlar and gobbles..

ade cheptunna...we do the donkey job..in return we get nothing... our crab mentality like once you get GC spill venom on fellow indians..also another head nail...

they have fundamental ideological differences like capitalism vs socialism..etc but that is not cause of this conflict next...alredy obama imposed sanctions decades back on Venezuela..in fact he is the reason why that country broke economically..and no one is buying oil from that country...but finally china came to buy...obvious reasons not with dollar currency... now all of sudden trump is invading that country out of no where is a big question..blocking that trade?..or blocking that non petro dollar transaction..? few years back OPAC+ countries also gave hints that they will not follow the petro dollar norms... it seems to me...its all petro dollar domination...

Good For USA

Indians are very hardworking people anna…no one pays tax like us

chala unnayi bro - 1990s, 2017, akkada chala jarigayi in polictrics, veela ki venez ki enemeity ela vachindo read up anna - few reasons - enemity, drugs, oil, socialist/dictatorship ruling, - in these main is oil -

When he reached the middle of the bridge, he heard a big, terrifying voice coming from below… "WHO’S UP THERE? WHO’S CLIP-CLOPPING OVER MY BRIDGE?" The young goat thought for a moment and replied: "Hello! My name is Steve. I enjoy knitting and playing cards. My favorite colour is red, and my favorite foods are grass and chocolate cake. How are you?" "I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE!" shouted the troll. "YOU WOKE ME UP! NOW I'M HUNGRY, AND I'M GOING TO EAT YOU FOR BREAKFAST!" "Goodness me," thought Steve the goat. "What a rude and grumpy troll!" But Steve was very intelligent, so he said to the troll: "Excuse me, Mr. Troll. I am small and bony, and I taste like cabbage. But my brother is bigger and tastier than me. Wait for him. He is right behind me!" "URGH! I HATE CABBAGE!" grumbled the troll. "OK, I WILL WAIT. NICE TO MEET YOU, STEVE, HAVE A LOVELY DAY." And Steve ran across the bridge, (clip clop, clip clop) until he reached the tall, green grass in the meadow. His brothers saw him frolicking in the grass. They licked their lips and waggled their ears. "Hey buddy, let me go next!" said the middle goat. "I am fatter than you. If I can cross that bridge, then it is safe for you!" "If that’s what you want," said the big goat. The middle goat started walking. When he reached the middle of the bridge, he heard a big, terrifying voice coming from below… "WHO’S UP THERE? WHO’S CLIP-CLOPPING OVER MY BRIDGE?" The middle goat thought for a moment and replied: "Hello, Mr. Troll! My name is Roger. I like to play the piano and sing opera. My favorite colour is yellow, and my favorite foods are grass and chocolate cake. How are you?" "I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE!" shouted the troll. "YOU WOKE ME UP! NOW I'M HUNGRY, AND I'M GOING TO EAT YOU FOR BREAKFAST!" "Yikes!" thought the goat. "What a rude and grumpy troll!" But Roger the goat was not stupid, so he said to the troll: "Excuse me, Mr. Troll. I know I look fat and tasty, but it’s really just gas. If you eat me, I will taste like a fart. But my brother is much tastier. Wait for him. He is right behind me!" "DISGUSTING! I HATE FARTS!" grumbled the troll. "OK, I WILL WAIT. NICE TO MEET YOU, ROGER, HAVE A LOVELY DAY." And Roger ran across the bridge, (clip clop, clip clop) until he reached the tall, green grass in the meadow. Translate? The big goat saw Steve and Roger playing in the grass. He did a little goat dance and made a funny goat sound. Meh-eh-eh! Meh-eh-eh! "Now it's my turn!" said the big goat, and he began to cross the bridge. When he reached the middle of the bridge, he heard a big terrifying voice coming from below… "WHO’S UP THERE? WHO’S CLIP-CLOPPING OVER MY BRIDGE?" The big goat thought for a moment and replied. "Good morning! My name is Tony. I like to bake cookies and walk on the beach. My favorite colour is blue, and my favorite foods are grass and chocolate cake. How are you?" "I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE!" shouted the troll. "YOU WOKE ME UP! NOW I'M HUNGRY, AND I'M GOING TO EAT YOU FOR BREAKFAST!" "Oh dear," thought Tony. "What a rude and grumpy troll!" But before Tony could say anything else, the troll jumped up onto the bridge. He had hands as big as dinner plates. His feet were as long as loaves of bread. And the hair on his back was as thick as grass. The troll stretched and shook his hairy body, and growled: "TWO GOATS HAVE ALREADY CROSSED THIS BRIDGE TODAY. SO DON'T GO TELLING ME YOU HAVE A BIGGER, TASTIER BROTHER. I AM NOT AN IDIOT. NOW, STAND STILL SO I CAN EAT YOU! I'M VERY HUNGRY!" Tony the goat was very smart, but remember… he was also the strongest of the three goats. He stomped his feet. He lowered his horns. Then he charged at the troll… clip clop, clip clop, clip clop… BUMP! He hit the troll in the backside and knocked him off the bridge. "AIIIEEEEEEE!" squealed the troll as he fell all the way down into the river. Splash! Tony ran across the bridge safely, and joined his brothers. The three goats ate a big lunch of tall, green grass. They talked and laughed and played goat football in the meadow—far from the cold winter snow. And the troll? He was washed down the river and into the sea. He was never seen again.

nee kastam enemy ki kooda raakoodadhu bro

Once upon a time there were three billy goats. They lived in the mountains in a little goat-village called Goatstown. The three goats were brothers, but they were very different. The youngest brother was the smallest, the middle one was the fattest, and the oldest one was the strongest. As you probably know, goats eat grass all the time. Grass for breakfast. Grass for lunch. Grass for dinner. (Sometimes they eat chocolate cake for dessert, but usually they just eat more grass.) During the summer, there was lots of tall, green grass in Goatstown. But in the winter, the mountains were covered in deep snow, and there was no grass anywhere. So the three goats decided to go down from the mountain and find the tall, green grass in the meadow on the other side of town. They went across the road (clip clop, clip clop), ... through the village (clip clop, clip clop), … and across the pond (splish, splash, splish, splash), … until they arrived at a long bridge. On the other side of the bridge was the tallest, greenest grass that the goats had ever seen. They stomped their feet and wiggled their tails. Yum, yum! Grass! But the bridge was very long and very narrow. Only one goat could cross at a time. "Hey guys, let me go first!" said the youngest goat. "I am the smallest and the fastest. I will see if the bridge is safe!" "If that’s what you want," said the other goats, and the youngest brother began to cross the bridge.

east coast or west coast..thats where desi santha get jobs... all these dallas hype is because of covid situations and musk propaganda good...people are coming to reality now...

U both seeing each other's every day after marriage kada

ok..but whats the reason?

Aus batting strong Anna mostly draw ee match

sadguru preaches about ayurveda in his teachings and in his website... but he went to delhi hospital for his brain surgery..

2024 lo thatha ki indians, pakistanis and all muslims and latinos vaadike vesaru

We will see all time highs in coming months. At sometime (mostly before mid term) there will be a huge sell off. I usually monitor SPY technical levels, volume profile to know when the reversal is coming. The drop down will be sharp.

Akhanda2 1000 crores first day ne vachindhi anni @Android_Halwa annadu. Akandha3 movie ki matram 100,0000 crores vastayi ani @Redarya @Jatka Bandi @allbakara telling

correct that criminal needs to be arrested

cc @Tellugodu @akkum_bakkum @pichhipullayya @JANASENA1 @kevinUsa @The_Mentalist @Assam_Bhayya @Rendu cc @11_MohanReddy

good anna @Sucker @Konebhar6 @Coconut go daily anna