This story happened to me yesterday:
In general, for a long time I have known one hook, we play online periodically and re-writing in the UK.
Well, yesterday I left the onion to be roasted on the plate, and I went to play and p@detail on Skype. That I cooked onion he didn’t know.
Well, in short, I have successfully forgotten about the bulb... In general, we play quietly peacefully, and here the hollow of no such thing as a spark: "Seeing, hot smells of epta!"
Fuck, at this moment I think of the onion, I am carrying to the plate - I barely had time. He asked Hohla if he was not from this or that pizz@nul. He said it just broke out. Stop the BL!
He didn’t really know about my onion on the plate.
Now I believe in the hoodies.