Plus those who remember the cartoon about dogs who are musketeers. D'Artagnan is small and in red. The entire epic was there. Just an UH.

God created the world. The rest is done in China.
p_ch

Okay, I’m not going to shake your head, read the following quote...

At the concert, we are in a hurry. Moreover, the pissuars are located at a very strange height - "in height". The last one is just below my knee.

The grown man suits and begins - how about a pissuar like that, mill? My phlegmatic friend, stretching, pronounces a phrase, after which the hysteria begins: it is not Pissuar, it is Bleuvoir...

here here :
to this:

Brothers Russians, take Medvedev back from Kiev. The road situation, especially in the center, is extremely critical (((

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We are better to send Putin to you, so that our costly rumors can be loaded. I am sorry =)

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Let us better put both governments in full composition in the eifyatlajookudl until it has vanished, and we will heal as normal men!

When I was four years old, I stopped accommodating myself in my baby bed and it was decided to move me to a room with my sister, who is 12 years older than me. I slept very restlessly, so my sister did not share the bed with me, and my father, armed with screwboards, made a bed for me under the ceiling above my sister’s couch. I went there by the rope staircase, which was attached to the bed on the clamps and could be removed. I photographed it every night so I didn’t get into the room at night. Jumping was also problematic, because I landed on my bed with my sister, and she woke up and pulled me back.
Having eaten watermelon, I went to sleep, and an hour later I already felt the fatality of the situation. The child’s mind was convinced that if I jump, the bladder would inevitably break and I would die. From this thought, the need only worsened, and I decided to do my wet work imperceptibly from a height of 2 meters on my sister's puffy blanket - it is thick, absorbs and will not be noticeable. Oh, if I knew that the stream could so loudly irrigate a blanket. The sister woke up and, not realizing what was happening, sat down on the couch. I dropped her. Eighteen years have passed, but the feeling of shame has not diminished.

The police stopped me to check the documents.
Look at his normal photo in the passport.
Second: Give it here, well, how is this possible?

I am going to war with a хтоnic monster. The beast has five heads, and no one can be cut off in less than nine hours. And the most disgusting thing is that in the night from Saturday to Sunday the creature completely regenerates.
WOW :? O_O
HH: I am going to work.

Russian folk patch: харчок and подорожник.

Have you read the apple garden?
by Nea (
A classic among other things.
and black))
ууу:"The Cherry Garden"Chekhov read, and the Apple-no)))))
XHHH: Blue... It’s gone, it’s called

Conversation at the computer
Are you going to eat, my little dinosaur?
M: What, such a tail and thick?and :)
No, so green and grown - the third day eggs are sown!

Yesterday I went into the menopause for a bit. I sit in my office and write an explanation. There is a computer and everything is done. Meanwhile, give me a passport and go where it’s gone. In half an hour he returns, like - in the archive you are clean. I tell you, you have the technology. This is the car, and you don’t have a base in it? The answer is worth 5 points. This is a chance to listen, and the base is still on the cards :)

by Diesel:
"Respond to the novel:
Sometimes in my youth I added on the course 512 DDR then the tea of the mother splashed :)"

The Ancient Man Learned How to Get Fire

Archer: Look, the bulghotters stopped sitting in contacts?? to
xxx: So I gave them your words that you will take them if they don’t stop.
Archer:...o_o
Archer: Not you @#bu, Serge... The Soap!! to
Isn’t that the same thing?

I remembered.
7-10 years ago, at the time of sites on folk.ru, I stumbled on someone’s personal page. A notable feature of it was the weather informant. And everything would be nothing, but it was a photo of a regular street thermometer, which lies on the window outside.
He read every morning his thermometer, cut it in size, and inserted it on the site.
I checked a few days - the informant worked correctly)))))

and Mourik:
I told my parents that I was going to get a motorcycle right in the summer. so the father again began to beat in hysteria, and the mother said "everything that is between the legs, the vehicle is not"...

It’s like being eaten by a Swedish ambassador in Papua. Yes, they eat, but that’s the tradition. Again, they regretted and even allowed to eat the ambassador of Papua in Sweden.

I make a presentation on study
Stereotypes about Britain. I started looking for a picture of Philios Fogg from the cartoon Around the World in 80 Days
What is the presentation???? to
I was immersed in childhood))) when I reviewed the cassette with the recording several times)))

Plus everyone who remembers Phillios Fogg, Pasparto, Fix, Billinda Maine, and Lord Maine.
Sorry for the inaccuracies if there are.)

Do you have a plan, Mr. Fix?? to
Yes, I have a plan, Mr. Fix!

Today we have a teacher at the lecture. He brought a vessel with liquid nitrogen for a pair. He licked them various objects, and then broke them with a hammer. He then wore a rubber glove and dropped his thumb into nitrogen. At the same time, he said that the pain is not felt at all and it is almost safe. He kept his finger in the nitrogen for 30 seconds and raised his hand. He touched his finger and said with a happy face that he was frozen.
He put his hand on the table and swallowed his finger!! There were pink pieces on all sides. The girls whispered, and the guys sat with this face of O_o. It turned out that he blinded his finger from plasticine and put it in a gloves in advance:))))))))

The Race:

I went somehow to a friend with a beer, drank, talked, naturally squeezed, went to the toilet. I go in and see the picture - a roll of toilet paper (soft, pink) stands on the shelf (alternatively), another roll is harder and unpainted (but the USSR), a slicked tube sheet of small slick paper (zero), the same sheet of a large slick (seven probably)... became scary.
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Ten years ago, I went to the bathroom. On the wall four pockets for toilet paper, above each inscription. In the two ordinary toilet paper, above them is written "For boys" and "For girls", in the third - a sliced newspaper ("For old-fashioned people") and in the latter - a slice ("For lovers of sharp sensations").