From the comments in JJ:
Zloradskij: By the way. My friend lost 4 kg in just a week on a diet of salads from cards. The boats.
Then she really died a little, but it worked!

Is the cat yours?

YYY: He sleeps with me. (I calmly relate to "my girlfriend"/"my boyfriend", but "my cat" - it's hard to write)

Cats, cats are like that. It is hard to say that it is yours. Because it’s you ?

I remembered a long history. It was back in student years and it was my first presence at a cavity surgery. Our group went for a review of the abdominal cavity due to the rupture of the rectum by a dull object. On the operating table lay a woman, whom her husband, along with her companion, entertaining her (a good family member) pushed into the anal hole. Since such case studies do not happen every day, all doctors who could have come to see the operation. And of course everyone started to remember "your own similar case". To the poor whispering surgeon, the surgical nurse carefully wiped his tears.
I remembered the story of one doctor: "A patient came to me with a complaint about a foreign body in the rectum. In excitement, he pushed a phone into his ass. I don’t remember how it’s called, but the point is that you have to look at it like a tube and see the picture. I enter the rectoscope, I look, and Gagarin looks at me from the ass!"Then everyone broke through, and the surgeon shouted: "It’s all from here, or I’ll cut it off!" The curtain...

News that "Aeroflot" will open a low-budget carrier "Dobrolet"
Commentary :
Oh Oh Oh! The Air Routes! So I see: people are sitting in the airplane, waiting for departure, outraged, and the pilot is shouting, "Until the full airplane is filled, we will not go!" Or when landing the pilot screams:"The money is transferred! We will not delay the flight!"
I’m not saying that Shannon will play in the cabin throughout the flight.

The xxx:
Tomorrow is Mental Health Day.
YYYY :
Congratulations to someone.

A new girl works with us, for three weeks now, she has been walking, sneezing, coughing, and, in short, irritating the whole collective.
I mean, you’re treating yourself somehow, right?
D: It doesn’t help me.
I: So what do you treat?
D: Nothing

Captain Evidence: The Brain Is Ready to Explode From the Movie Description:
Rin is an ordinary student, but suddenly her body begins to change, and just on her birthday strange special forces with machine guns instead of noses and kill the guests with bullets from goats. It turns out that Rin is one of the extinct mutants called Hiruko. She escapes and finds other survivors. They are dangerous and armed: their hands rise from their heads, their blades are shot from their nipples, and with this weapon they are going to avenge the society that rejects them.

Comment to the report on the news site about heating problems in the multi-storey
xxx: "Of the words of JEK" a clear misconception. More accurately so: "From the donkeys of JEK..."

xxxh: Yesterday evening I went to the store, I watched - fucking lying, looked, and this priora is underestimated.

xxxx: we have mythology for work arranged by a courier
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
The boss comes in and asks, whose?
He says: May
xxx: boss: * with serious appearance * and with socks how is the situation?

Fuck, only my partner could, after receiving a salary card, start rubbing the envelope with a coin where it is written "Do not delete!" and rub the PIN code to the herams....on the salary day))))
And I thought...for whom were the "harmful advice"?))

Comments on the article "11 years of game in Civilization II without reboot", on the Hebra.
Jimpanzer: Ah... nostalgia... I put on the race.
Nartis: She should have jumped while you wrote the comment)
Dark_MX: He also wrote “Nostalgia”, launched with the dialap emulation: wget ${URI} --limit-rate=1K

Sber pleased: paid in the terminal. On the check was printed the advertisement: 'gather the words HAPPY and get the prize!' and the letter one. receipt of 2. So far I have collected the word 'AD' :))

As the father of Uncle Fedor would say.
"If I had a GTA, I might not have married at all"

I go on the bus. I think: "Sometimes it seems like people are hearing my thoughts...
...No, it can’t be"

The neighbor is loud:
and exactly!

O_0

He was talking on the phone...

LCHF is pleased
XHHH: Lecha tasted the snickers and now pleased
Lhasa is always happy, because after the army is always good :)

to this:
Take the first book, open 57 pages, find the third line above and read it. This is waiting for you this autumn.
Join me!

My day is done! The nearest book turned out to be "Pen in porous environments" by K.G. Kornev. 56 pages are, 58 is, a new chapter begins at 57, no numbers on it!!! Well, fine, I always have that... I read the 3rd line "so far no explanation for this phenomenon has been obtained"

Here, on the scattered trams of the 1970s, advertisements for tours to Europe, Goa, jewelry salons and expensive household appliances are placed. It would be logical on Lexus, Gelenvagen, Porsche to stick to the entire board and the rear-glass advertising of cheap strawberries, vegetable oil and good clinics.

How do you know that he is upset?
You will never say it right away. Smoked eyes, a slightly curved smile, become very quiet, well, and a knife in your throat.

Kial: How do you name the Gauss cannon, provided that there is no Gauss in %settingname% and there has never been any Gauss?
Nitroxyline is solenoid. The catchment?
Knigurai by Reylgan.
Kial: Reagan is a fundamentally different device.
Nitroxyline: Reylgan
= = = is = is = is = is = is
The Gauss Gun:
/////////////////////////////////////////////
Knigurai: It is clear.
Kial: Nitor, it is wine.
Nitroxyline : 3