I have a friend named Dietrich, a decent burger, just over.

forty, married ten years, two cute true Aries preschool

age, well, and, of course, the belly and baldness are attached. Married to

She is eight years younger than the Czech.

And here, on Friday evening, our common old ones come to me.

Known people, the hell knows how many have not seen, and in general, the people.

It is wonderful. Dietrich has already been warned, however, the answer is still so.

did not give. I am saying;

What are your plans, camel? Are you with us or against us?

See you tomorrow, meet you tomorrow, meet you today, meet you tomorrow, meet you tomorrow, meet you tomorrow, meet you tomorrow, meet you tomorrow.

My family... I have a duty.

And so for a quarter of an hour "beee...beee...". Apply to

the third degree of interrogation, and here he is almost crying out;

You do not understand! I cannot! I... I have sex!

I find it hard to abstain from laughing yet I’m interested "-A transfer

No?", to what Dietrich in complete despair masters his hand;

No is! It is a week late! God will kill me!