8 7 9 86 8 8 1 8 7 8 9 88 8 7 9 84 8 7 8 8 8 7 8 1 8 8 9 8 8 1 9 87 9 82 8 1 Previous part The end of Hassanak's work This part It is Obnik until you became drunk and salty and told him to bring Khajeh to him, and it so happened that Khajeh achieved his dream for the second time and it was said that on that night, until dawn, you would hear the sound of moaning from all over the place. The eunuch's face reached the officials and he closed his clothes and reached the Sultan from the beginning of the brigades, then he thought of fulfilling his promise and turned to the emir again and told him about the properties and made several faces until he became a good student after this name. Hassanak should be taken away from you and you should talk a lot about his tastes and tribes until the sultan realized that he tasted the taste of his penis, so he had a meeting with my teacher and he told me what happened in that solitude and said Amir asked me about Hassanak's hadith and after It was from the hadith of Obnik and he said how about this man's belief and ability to seduce my master's friends. Be after thisThe Obnik Assembly also did not stop working and with its anger, Khajeh Bousa Zozani did not write two deeds on Tuesday, the XNUMXth of Safar. The verdict should be sent to the Sultan, and I, a god and a tribe outside Tarom, were sitting in the shops waiting for Hassanak. An hour later, Hassanak was found. He rubbed his head under the handkerchiefs and knives and all of them were uprooted and his penis was so long that there was little to be found. You did not bring it and jumped into the tent without disgrace and clothes, and Hassanak pulled both of them on skewers, and tested everyone from the dog and sixty-nine states, and the others, and until dawn it was as it should be, and Hassanak was the mother of a hard-working woman. That they had this hidden hadith from him for two or three months - when he heard it, he did not cry but cried happily while the others cried too. In his work, he said to the great man that it was my son who would eat a kingdom like Ghambel for him and give him a kingdom like Shambul, and one of the poets of Neishabour said this poem. And if he was a prisoner, he was very happy with the pleasure of being assured
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Date: December 15, 2018
