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I once read a story somewhere.
There was a small child in the bus. In pants and with a short haircut.
Called a boy - crying and upset.
I said, I am a girl.
What kind of girl are you? "good girls"
What is your name?
by Vasa! He cries again.
She was Vasily.

The next month, Moussa was lying in my fridge. I occasionally stumbled upon it in search of the pimples, and, overwhelmed by the girl’s memory and old-age sclerosis (in thirty years there is a harmonious balance between them), with great interest unfolded a three-layer bag, found in it an unshakable Musa, cried: “Your mother, dead rat!”“Rest in peace!” and rushed back.

We sent a courier from the organization, picked up the monitor after repair, in the hands of a certificate from the organization about what has the right to sign and so on. The documents were issued, the monitor refused to give, citing the fact that the authorization does not indicate the right to accept this property. The monitor was needed. The colleague Siss, having not endured such bullying, supplemented the mandate:
The state-owned courier shall, on behalf of the company, carry out the following actions:
1st Any action with the monitor withdrawal, import, import, export, movement of the monitor with bare hands, on the cart, in the bag, in the bag, in the backpack, on the car, on the plane, on the train, on the tank, on the racing car, on the bike, on the boat and on the submarine.
Waiting for the monitor.

Boron left the trunk open for a minute, when the cat was already sitting in it. When trying to pull him out, the cat got into the corner and began to whisper. I closed my luggage and went home. Everyone has cats, right?

Since the extension of the Lublin subway line to Petrovsko-Razumovskaya, my personal life has varied remarkably. I usually wait for the train near the crossing in the center of the hall. And he, I must say, is quite low. Such that the workers of the metro were even taken measures to prevent head injuries in the form of warning bright stickers on the hanging surfaces. But only on one side of this transition. And here a man, usually tall or very tall, goes from the side that has no stickers, hits his head at the wall of the transition, rubs the worn spot and discovers that there is blood. And he discovers it right next to my station. And, attention, here you need to be all-armed, he asks for wet wipes! And then the technical issue. In two weeks, three people were rescued.

When I was a kid, my dad often went on business trips. And on such days I always slept on my parent’s bed with my mom so she wasn’t afraid. He left the house, and the gas was turned off. We had a gas balloon and my mother asked a neighbor, D. Nazar, to install it. Our neighbor was good, did everything and left. I woke up in the middle of the night because I heard my mom, who was lying next to me, talking quietly with my dad!!! Who arrived at night from a trip. I was so happy to kiss him. It’s dark in the room, I’m touching his face with my hands and I don’t know why I’m telling him, “Dad is you?” He: Yes, I. And I turned out to say to him, “This is wonderful, or I thought it was Uncle Nazar.” This has become an anecdote among our families.

One day, the homes will become so smart that they will start programming their owners and boast of each other:
Look, I taught myself to squeeze in the morning.
I only go to the toilet at 7 a.m.

Have all your teeth broken?! to
Only one. You are what. 1 will be removed. Three teeth, four teeth of wisdom.
You can make a collar, which is very useful.
The collar opened. If you get a fan, you invite him to a restaurant and come in this necklace.If persistent and ask what is a cute thing, you will say that you are asking each ex-husband for a tooth, for memory. Well, here I think he should remember that he left the ointment on at home.

Wow, how striking is the attachment of the grammatical genus to the biological sex. They are not connected, they are not connected. False feminists have all cared about their "doctors", "engineers" and "authors"(it is like the type-loved writer not to respect it is necessary to degenerate such a word!) Because of the same glucose. Nevertheless "what is your dream. But in general, he is a personality. A creative guy! And what is Mary Petrovna for a man like that"
The sword with a female name preserves the male grammar without problems. Just like the tank "Baby".

At night, the rats do not sleep.
The rats move the commodity.
Right, left and back.
through the cover,
Then a jump, a push.
stumbled on a barrel,
They broke, they broke,
Shredded by shredder!
And in the commodity - dishes, traffic jams,
cakes in a box,
Break two with a half pound.
And glass dishes.
Guess what nonsense?
I do not have a commodity!
There is no hiccups or interruptions.
Especially the box!
The dwarf flies in the dark,
in the shell,
And a cry of annoyance:
“What are you crazy about, fucking?“!”
by Volha

The story happened to me a few years ago. In the apartment ended fireworks, the wife says go to the neighbors take. Well, I went out to the entrance knocking to the neighbor - his wife opens with a child in her arms. Please a lighthouse. He says go, say, take it to the kitchen. I go into the kitchen looking for flashbacks – in the upper closet behind the coffee bowl, he says, look. Well, okay - I find, take, relate to the wife that lights the confectionery, I bring back to the neighbor.

After a couple of months, I walk with this neighbor, drink, rest. I’m going to smoke on the balcony, but there’s no lighter. He begins to cramping in the kitchen looking for flashbacks, and then I say, “Well, they’re on the top shelf behind a cup of coffee!” I had never seen a worse look on myself...Blessedness explained everything...It seemed like it happened.

I am depressed.
Today is a very sad day. After seven years of medical studies and exhausting work, my very good friend was fired after one small reproach. He slept with one of the patients and can now not continue to work on the specialty. How much time, effort, study and money is wasted! A really good guy and just a brilliant pathologist.

The guys! If you want girls to be kind to you, it is enough not to be a complete fool. Be dumb thin, and better even dumb pumped, and then the girls will be drawn to you.

“Do you know, Cosheus, that after the seventh wedding, and even at Basil-Kras, there was a rumor among the people that your strength was in eggs?! to

Knights and Jealousy.

What about the belts of loyalty?
In one book on this subject it was said:
"You can’t do it!"

Do you like to ride mountains? I love the X-ray.

If there's something strange in you systems, Who you gonna call?", I'm glad to answer "Ghostbusters!!and "

I came to the mail for the mail, and there is a huge line. The mood was not very good, but it was completely ruined. Suddenly a woman approaches me, asking for a pencil. The first thought was not to give, purely from harm, and then I thought that the man was neither in my mood nor in the turn to regret the pencil for him. and shared. And at this point, the employee of the mail loudly announces: "who the package without registration and payment to get - let’s get the receipts".
In general, "do good, throw it into the water" :)

xxx> Well imagine if immortality is real
yyy> That’s how much to do!

For many centuries, from generation to generation, the Elf kings passed on a powerful artifact - the Sword of Light. It was a very good sword. And he served his masters in faith and truth, dividing his enemies to the right and to the left. And then one day the army of elves was defeated by the superior forces of the enemy, and some Orc sergeant, raising the defended sword, respectfully pronounced "Sham Gyr!", which in oroch means "not a bad weapon!". Since then, the artifact has been serving the new owners and is called Shamgir. What is right. Light is not the best name for a sword.

© Bormor