Jung Computer Say
1 Pakistani Dosray Say:
Yar Kehtay Hain Iss Bar
Jung Computer Say Lari Jai Gi?
2nd: Haan Misile Computer Say Control Hotay Hain Na ?
1st:
Phir To Hum Jung Haar Jain Gay
2nd:Wo Kaisay?
1st: Yar Agr Misile Chalanay Say Pahlay He Bijli Chali Gayi To?
by Mohammad Ali (few years ago!) / 742 views
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