The Neanderthals:

Sometimes I get rid of my tribe.
She’s only 5 years old, what to say about her.
Well, I tell her, Alina, this toy was made when the cabbage in the cabbage didn’t bring you.
He sits and declares. Cabbage is Mom, and the cabbage is Dad?? to
So, how can we not fool such children?

The fucking. A normal child with normal parents. I knew all my life that children were born by mothers, for me it was quite normal, calmly presented and therefore not a very interesting fact. Then I bought a previously inspected book on the matter. Why undermine his authority in a child with a sincere lie, for the naive exposition of which to other children he will be hardly mocked?

XXX is Hi! What can I help?
You are whispering.
XXX: Sorry what?
YYY: I need you a whistle can you do me?

Studying 6 years in honey, a year in internship and asking the nurse? And why not, if the nurse is there, and she is experienced and skilled? Better to ask again. Of course, if she was a young blonde, I’t consult her. I would then open the book. Yes, by the way, very many doctors underestimate the knowledge and experience of nurses, because they often work without them. A good nurse is pure gold. And it will help, and write, and coffee will pour, if a good relationship...

From the forum, the topic of gifts to teachers

and TTT:
Maybe not in the topic here, but I can’t hold on... There was a time, at the journal of the MGU, such a Kurdyum taught ancient and medieval literature. It was a legendary grandmother: still alive! A very difficult and tough person, to whom to surrender even simply on account was oh how not easy! She knew her affair magnificently and treated it as a sanctuary, which all kinds of dark lazy people will hurt even with their mention. In general, a day or two before the counting in the community brain attack: how? How, because without prepared searches it is impossible at all? And they came up: go to the "Children's World", bought there a healthy plastic horse on wheels, empty under a thin shell (for the whole group - coins for each one!In common with a shave, they carefully cut a rectangular hole in his belly, but only from three sides, so that the fourth would bend away, and put their knots in the belly. In the morning, all together went to her in the classroom, placed a horse on the table before her, dropped the door and poured notes from his belly on the table. You have understood, no? The Trojan Horse!! to
She was tired of pleasure, could not withstand. Oh, thank you, guys: the old lady was so excited! " And I didn’t even ask anyone: I immediately set the account for everyone!

Xxx is:
I always hated September 1st.
YYYY :
Not yet grown up. The majority of the population hates April 1.
and Zzz:
I’m not that hateful, but I’m feeling a bit anxious before January 1.

Bro is! I don't want to upset you, but every time I want to scratch my nose sitting in the hairdresser's chair, I pull out my hand from underneath the balakhon and scratch my nose.
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What a shame! )