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In the twilight nineties, I lived in a multi-storey bedroom neighborhood near the
of Moscow.
This house was built on the site of the former village. Residents of villages
The houses naturally moved here.
Separated from the land, the peasants shortened time by habit, on the "square"
A bench before entering. Drink, not so much, rather by habit
Until the state of joyfulness.
I had a normal relationship with this company. Drinking of course.
I did not drink with them. But he often gave small money to the dumb and simple.
Sereshka rushed again, - gently told me after I was business.
He ran from entering the employers. Do not recycle, do not recycle.
He would sit with us. I would drink a cup of water".
After a while, an oligarch appeared among my employers. of those,
He is currently in international search. And before that, he was in the
Everything was checked, checked, checked. One changes the other. and
The same hour requires a check. I just print - calls: "I am now
I will come and get it". I have to say goodbye, he is not lazy. Alone in our
"The Village"
How do the oligarchs move? is right!
With flashes, accompanied by two black jeeps, black armored
Mercedes did not rush into our courtyard. People came out in black costumes.
The glasses. The Race. Folded pockets.
I ran out with papers. Sitting on the back seat. closed behind me.
The door.
On the "Traveling" - a grave silence.
Five minutes later I came out of the car. Take the guard side by side.
A short drive out of the area and hid behind the entrance door.
The next day, sober, in probably his best costume.
At my door, the head of the village was ringing.
“Hello,” he talks to me for some reason, “we were here for you.
must" - stretches me a pack of money, times three of their total
The Debt.
The night. Wife shakes her husband.
That demand:
You have gone crazy! At three o’clock at night, what happened?
Singing, my head has gone by.
and X-ray_777
When did you have such a thread? A folder weighing 20 GB disappeared...in which were all
all the photos of my life... video, music... files with all the passwords... documents, and
Most importantly...the video where the first sex was recorded... everything disappeared!!!!!!!The search
I don’t look for it... in the basket there isn’t...here is it...and to fix it isn’t how
I can’t... I’m just going to die!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I just died (I just died)
How are you doing?
square
*watching 1st sex" affar...and hiccuts disgustingly
square
Why did you see it alone?? to
A friend told me about the neighbors. A pure joke!
The neighbor’s husband went out for a walk with the dog at night. He hung himself a quick guide on his neck, as it goes, and moved. There is no him and no... A couple of hours later, a crazy sweaty husband flies into the house that, say, the dogs escaped and pro-A-al!!! He ran around the area, called, sought – not found!!! You have to do something! — cry the loving soul! When the wife finally put the word in, she said, “Idiot!” She said, “You have forgotten the dog at home!”! to
Murphy’s Law for Bach:
The dumber the quote, the greater the chance that it will be on every page of the Abyss.
2nd The chance to see your quote is aimed at zero. The chance increases dramatically if you realize that this was not necessary to send.
Mary is
I had a cat playing with a coil of silk threads... almost suffocating herself.
Wild Cat
he he.
My cat at 2 o’clock at night played with a plastic bottle of vitamins. There were three other vitamins inside. He barely suffocated.
With my hands!
Included in Mobile:
by 17:52
This subscriber asks you to call him back.
by 17:55
This subscriber asks you to call him back.
by 18:20
This subscriber has fucking fled on the account of the money thrown! Where are you going, shit?! to
Reference office on gramota.ru:
Can you tell me how to properly treat the liver name?
There is a worker Nikolai Liver. How to properly wrap it?
Drawing the liver to Nicholas? We have already the entire department looked after, proposing to insert the pretext "po", but we have never reached a consensus.
Now in Yandex entered "all will die". The first reference:
All will die, will die, will die, will die (Denis Yatsutko) / poems for children / Styles.ru
It was scary for our children.