I recently got a new job, a factory, a technician. Fragment from local chat:
Boltya with a girlfriend in aske: "I: And there is also a friend named Dima. Imagine a wide-armed square with a height of 1.9m, such an aristocratic appearance. Brunette, with gray blue eyes. Dressed well, shirts stylish, trousers... At the same time smokes exclusively whiteworm, in the shop regularly scratches mat on workers (in the case, usually), listening to “Leningrad,” “tattoo,” “slipknot,” and other incompatible groups. And, he is the only one who in a full voice and again matts with the head of the sector on labour matters. You still considered yourself a complex, contradictory personality. Do you know me?"
yyy: Ahaha, haaa, Diman is such)
ZZZ is LOL. He will come and start screaming.
DDD: Let’s go now.
DDD: Lena, go through the forest with your girlfriend. I’m not married for five minutes, so give it to her.