yyy: "...and in moments of severe headache and especially after the use of anesthetic began to hear the "inner voice of the Wolf-Father and consider himself a fighter with the Black God";;;
YYY: And you have six shakes, and no shit god speaks to you.
YYY: That was the point.
That’s because I’m God and I don’t talk to self-proclaimers.

I work in telecom.
The director approaches and speaks to my colleague:
“Anton, there one big client needs to allocate a beautiful number.
Anton, without turning his head, with a stone face gives out:
I don’t have a feeling of beauty.
The curtain.

There will be no shame

For the purpose of creating a new...
...So why not count these pigs (from which windows it flies out) and force them not to clean up behind you?

No one admits, I say yes, I throw and I will throw. All the indigenous intellectuals in the third generation, read from birth, do not leave libraries.
But the rubbish is, yes. A thick layer.

>>And all the ballast, office plankton - health is monitored, sports are engaged, diets are supported, pieces are dealt with, shampoos are used differently, cream... And in life nothing has been done for civilization, and they will receive a pension.

I have long noticed that the masses of the people consider the work exclusively the motor activity of a person - to move, to drag bricks, to spin a lamb. And working with information for them is so, easy papers to translate.

The method is called “capture-recapture” (“catch – catch again”). If every fish caught is marked and released, then the probability of catching the marked fish will grow nonlinearly with the increase of the number of attempts. The size of the population can be estimated roughly as the square of the number of attempts before the first marked fish is caught.

For example, if the total of brilliant carassies is 10,000, you need to catch about 100. If you consider that another fish that you can shamelessly eat will be caught, the ecologist will have good fun, having fished for a couple of days and lived in nature with a fireplace, a tent and a knighted earpiece. An ecologist is not a vegan, he can.

That is obvious! The burning vacuum is extinguished by a compression hose and a liquid vacuum tank!

XXX The Cat Has Arrived
YYY: What does it do?
XXX: The Milk

The accountant said: I will not do my job for you.

X: I am sitting reading a book about the upbringing of children, the author of our Russian-modern psychologist, that is, good thoughts. I need to find some other children’s literature.
Okay, I go to bed, tomorrow the little one will wake up in the morning.
and Spock!
X: I’ve already read Spock! Fuck that one more!

AAA> found in the mail a letter from Sisadmin: "The last time I ask - if anyone has troubleshooters..."
I thought on the machine "...I would replace them with uninterrupted problembooks", realized the depth of the thought, realized that it was time for tea.

BBB> And I generally believe that it was not necessary to write "the last time...", but it was necessary to just knock the rubber. These are all those who would have trouble themselves as sweet ones.

Next to the house (twenty meters from the entrance) shop system "oh, forgot to buy bread". There is an assortment of the first gastronomic necessity (bread, milk, etc.) and a low-cost alcoholic department with a clear emphasis on inexpensive drinks. The contingent around is tossed corresponding.

At ten o’clock in the evening, I go home. Suddenly, the store contingent somehow strangely revives, shakes my hands and is generally somehow suspiciously happy to see. I ignore it, I calmly go on, I reached the entrance, I look for a key in my pocket, I hear behind my back the rejoicing and sad: “No, guys, it’s not her!”

I give a tooth, there’s some drama, but I don’t know what...

Do you feed animals?

Here you laugh, and I like Moussa stumbled on the pot, caught two boys children of a friend of his wife, when they left, she was hard to stand on her legs because she was with them and a driver (plastic pelvis and then a hose, apparently different models) and a pilot (had a three-litre bowl, barely picked out), a cosmonaut (passed pre-flight training in an empty aquarium) and then "treated" after falling from an airplane in the hospital in a towel (mother a doctor), so that the children’s voices in my house of animals are not pleased...)))

Explain to children that a cat is not a toy, and it can only be peeled, and if it runs away - you need to let go, the mind neither you nor their mommy did not have enough? They grow wretches, and then wonder why we live in shit.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! A story about pets and how to raise children, right two in one, fly!!!! to

XXX: Now I think that Colobok is a zombie.
YYY : No. The cloak is big.

The forum. Talk about construction. The post from a mother of many children, who just completed the house.
I smashed the charlotte on the contrary. The eldest daughter: “Well, you cut it up, it is now heating up and stretching up like a floating floor!

from ZH
TS: Where the intelligent Petersburgers 40+ meet and get acquainted
An intelligent, versatile woman over forty wants to expand the circle of pleasant communication. She has no narrow hobbies. Tell me, please, any interest clubs, attractions, events, centers, etc. I would be grateful for any clues.
1st comment: Vkontakte has a group of swingers meeting every two weeks in one of the saunas in Vasske.

My cat usually wakes me up in the morning, thickening me in the face with his bearded mouth... these days there were alcoholic seats, for which the cat expressed his fi to me – as usual he ran to wake up, smelled and... depicted that he buried me... so unobtrusively compared the hostess to the contents of his toilet...

> She was mocked and re-learned in her childhood with this unfortunate "r", so now she can’t hear maps. The speech is made, the psyche is shaken.

The Peders. I was given half an alphabet - the speech was given, the psyche in ecstasy from the burning songs-exercises. To these disgracees, who cannot engage with the child, without breaking their disgrace on him, the teeth were treated as they put this ra. With matte, accusations of laziness, scudomy, cracks, without anesthesia and with the crushing of the rest of the teeth.

Exclusively for the sake of creating a new shit.
We had snow and now under the windows of each house a flat layer of bulls, bags, rotten wraps, strawberries, glass pieces, condoms. Used tampons, pads and diapers are found. Sometimes you can see thrown-out pillows / blankets / curtains.
And at the beginning of April we are threatened to arrange a Saturday party, cleaning up the pigs that have wiped it all. So why not calculate these pigs (from which windows it flies out) and not push them to clean up behind them?

My cousin (13 years old) hosted me and stumbled on every computer crap in my closet. Learned a lot of new things: about the screws for 8 gigs, that there were previously flashes small in volume, discs and bits (he did not know about them, I was in shock). You would see his eyes. But I finally got it:
This is an older paper flash.
I pull the perforated card. He looked at her, at me, and then again three times. He sat there all night and did not ask any more questions. Either you didn’t believe me, or I just broke it.)
His mother calls later:
Why do you shake my son’s head? He came with some card, says the flash.
Well yes, it is so! Flash from the 19th century!
I don’t have to shake my head and stop mocking my brother. So far!
He drops the phone. I am in Ah!

Oh these fogs...

We are three in the department: I, Natasha and Natasha. Natasha can be distinguished by full names: one is Natalia, the other is Natalia.

A few days ago, a letter came with an appeal to "Dear Natalia", which puts everyone at an impasse.