I was a spider.
xxx: In school, I remember, I wrote a play in poems, about how we would behave on the change, if we studied together with Pushkin)))) there everyone talked about the poem so loudly))))))
xxx: but it was before I found the early poems of Alexander Sergeevich;)
From the lives of these little ones
The vacuum cleaner, suddenly appearing behind the cabinets, launches its long hose into the nearest hole in the human body, reaches the brain and sucks it out. Eggs are laid in the hole released, and after a while salespeople of a well-known brand of vacuum cleaners appear and begin to walk around the apartments, offering the goods.
In any case, do not open the door to them - the risk of catching the parasite is very high.
Dialogue in chat support
xxx: Help me to match these two sentences in the description of the application: "Plastic payment terminal does not work, requires summing up, I can't break the product. Two good guys came, washed their hands and the towel was dirty. Shame to horror. Could you give us a powder to wash our towels"
YYY: It looks like the powder they found.
Why don’t teachers and teachers give gifts to mothers on Mother’s Day? Why did they get their work and salary?
One English preacher, in the twelfth, apparently century, explained to the parishioners that the Lord, being not only wise but also loving, commanded the rivers to flow through the great cities so that people could bring goods to the markets by boats.
It seems to me that, although the preacher has died, his conception of causal relations is still alive.
Recently, two weeks ago, a not the most pleasant story happened to my girlfriend.
She married a year ago. With eyes opened by happiness. Then she lived with her, not suffering from home. She studied at the university (we were group members), he worked not know who, but they had enough. Such a pleasant, calm life. I don’t even remember they were fighting.
The words of a friend.
The action takes place two weeks ago.
Senya, a colleague, told me yesterday that I was no longer the one I was before. That family life ruins my beautiful young body and I am a baby. I didn't even take into account at first, he loves the ugliness just to say so, and then thought. The truth is, the dance has gone, the load is little, you have to take care of yourself. I found a complex of a-la slimness on the Internet for 5 minutes a day and started. There you need to do the plank several times, from which I have because of the carpet (which, by the way, my husband's aunt gave to the wedding) on the elbows of the rombi are printed. Then I go to work in a shirt. is ugly. Who knew I would be able to do such a service?
I did it a little and forgot about it.
After a while, I get up at home, and a neighbor comes down to meet me. I tell her, say, when you get the money back (I borrowed 500 rubles for two days, and more than a month has passed).
She stood up, but I insisted, and we went home to her. When she took off her jacket, I almost stumbled. Fucks on the rubies. Fucking rubies from our blanket.
What fucking thing did she go down to her floor? I could hardly wait until she gave the money, the bullet escaped. I get up, and there is a man in one of the cowards, he said, shake up, sweet.
I passed, split, I say, go and shake the carpet, or dust. He complained, but he went. As I walked, I picked up the pieces and put them in the entrance. At the top of the note, who was fucking on this carpet, let it fall. He did not even argue. I filed for divorce.
by PS. And for those 500 rubles I bought a beer to Sen, a colleague. Without him, I would have lived with a cowboy.
YuriV: Give me a point of support and I will sleep standing