The soul of the ice.
I like these phrases.
I am a pedestrian and always look to the right. Read the poem of Alexander Kurbatov "The Man Who Bought Vodka" (I didn't get him here whole, it's long enough, only the end).
The man who bought vodka,
I also looked to the left.
Then I wanted to go right.
I watched, but didn’t have time.
The vodka remains.
Her hand shakes her,
very carefully squeezed,
A very dead hand.
Friends still don’t know.
At the table in the store.
Talk about a man,
“To send after death.”
This is what I do, drivers - you have an iconostasis in the car through one. Do not kill, do not kill.
You always write code without mistakes, have the perfect memory and the gift of foresight. Your code is so cool that it changes itself, following the customer’s requirements. Sometimes the code explains to the customer that his requirements are not necessary to implement.
c) the Habr
Cuckoo: When I hear at my address: "Why are you so angry?", then I understand that I have a few eyebrows ;D
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Thick, thin are estimate judgments. Here is my mother-in-law with 46 sizes and 170 cm in height - thin worm, and the former wife of the younger son (size 180, size 50) - a fat cow. and :)
Where is your course project?
The girl has no course plan.
The name!
The girl has no name.
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Man puts 2
Discuss the cracks from space debris at the ISS:
HHH: What is it? Only 10 cm of glass. I thought it should be more, but it was dangerous.
WOW: There is a layer of discolored blue isolant, not a scratch.
Zzzz: then it had to be glued on both sides.
www: Stay in place, you have already left, where do you know what is on the two sides of the isolant?
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His name is Ivanov Valery Petrovich. We saw in the database of the user Ivanov Valery Petrovna and for a long time could not enter: it is a real person or Valerka just for testing and decontamination of the program created his double, changing gender. I asked. My colleague is very upset:
The fucking! You ask me so much about it that as an honest man I must marry her!!! to
For the pedestrian:
A pedestrian, remember, it is better to be in six houses than half-sixth in a morrow!
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hhh: read the phrase "wasabi eat" as "ossla fuck"
We need to work less...
WOW: What is your job?! to
I have a story about this: I once had a birthday and my friends gave me mostly the books I asked for. But a friend gave me a biography of Marquez, written by him. This was the beginning of my acquaintance with him. Now for me much closer and closer, because it is associated with this close friend. If that’s nonsense to you, I’m sorry. And looking at the world unsocial and only through the text, right, is not worth it.
That fucking. And my future husband gave me the first time to listen to Dorz and read Vonnegut. Since then, they have been closer and closer to me, because they are associated with the loved one. Not a specific paper book or plastic cassette - but all the creation of the above. A "I’m sorry you" – unworthy controversial reception, if anything.
HYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY This is a good girl, ours.
XHH: The most funny is the topic of conflict. We claimed that trolls exist!!!But his opponent is the opposite.
WOW: Well, she has proven that there is. eighteenth level
A: The child is not 3 years old.
Review of the book "What Shakespeare Really Wrote"
Morana7020: Well, these figures have already reached Shakespeare...Who is next?
Xenos: I am afraid that the truth about the Old Testament and the Little Arnaut in Odessa will be revealed.
I am looking for a cheap wind generator. I found the site - "home manufacturer", "our developments", "our engineers" - but expensive.
I tried to search in a well-known Chinese online store - oppa-na, the same "native" windmills, only made in China and costs twice as cheap.
Local producers :)
Go home with the dog. and dark. On the bench two already well-recovered old women culturally rest.
Good night! We are welcomed alone.
I am good, I say.
Hello to you, my young, shy friend! He continues to be equally welcoming. As the famous Russian poet Exupery said: “We are responsible for those who have been taught to ourselves.”
prizrak_spb: Then I wish creative usbekov, and thickness! and :-)
Frida: Don’t have to! I was once wished creative Uzbek - so I married a designer from Samarkand.
For a while, I lived next to the building market. So before people crossing the road with boards in front and other heavy and massive structures, everyone, even the military from the nearby military unit, was slowed down. So the non-illusory opportunity to get into the front glass bar, and thus equalizing in danger drivers and pedestrians, somehow increases the degree of politeness on the road.
Combine the last movie you watched and the last game you played in order to come up with a new game or movie.
I have musicals hairspray and doom. The astronaut dances and sings for the equality of demons with humans. All in the style of the 60s.
- and if the opposite - a fat girl under fun dances and music, with a gasoline and a shotgun goes to Mars to clog the portal with blacks.
I go one day on Fedoseenko street on my then-Oke and look for house No. 54. I have been here and there several times, not to see at home and remembering the proverb the language to wherever it will lead, I decide to ask the people. I go to the common stop. Transportation, in order to hurt the people, I open the window and shout according to all the rules: -Hello, sorry, do you not tell where is the house No. 54 on Fedoseenko street?!!! Three of them, who stood closer to all, said, “We don’t hear.” They say. I scream louder the same, even the music turned off entirely. To be heard. They say, “We don’t hear!” Okay, I think, I shut up the car, I go out, I close. I approach them closely and angrily: DO YOU NOT KNOW WHERE ACCIDENTY HOUSE No. 54 BY UL.FEDOSEENKO!!! And they say to me, “We don’t hear!” We are deaf!
[21:53:15] besic88: My hot water will not be turned off either
[21:53:29] Loiso_Pondhova: she doesn’t include her
[21:53:38] besic88: here are the little things