xxx: The most shit for me was to be a pp-shka on the siege (line-kin2), I was taken to the top of the clan because pp-shka was knocking the buffs for a while, and I was on the power, while being sharpened into the fucking fool, and since in pp decides every percentage - it's, shit, important. So, there are 40 people, and I need to make sure that every individual running by gets a full pack of buffs, including a hated windmower. Yes, say you, put everything in a macro and just press two buttons on each body, but no, nihua! Macros works too slowly, with the hands much faster. It is necessary to keep in mind the assemblies of buffs pure for the magicians, pure for the firefighters, and for the overlords, because they have their buffs, and in excess I knock them down, which causes the crack of the popcan, because the manna is not rubber. But the fucking thing started when the fascists found me, and they tried to plant me in a fire strike in the wool, because I was just a buffer! I have no fighting spells at all, so a class is provided, all that is an ancient wind strike, which almost does not harm. But I was on the goats, and I had a second churican in the goat, more helpful, harsher, although he had a second ten... And you run, you beat the enemy in a hollow to knock him down useful buffets, you get mad, and you throw in him with snow, so, a fox, and ran around the fortress, until I finally noticed theirs (to write in a chat at some time, a second of delay costs half the time), and did not give him a shit. Have you ever drank 4 cups of reggae? Oh fucking, I’m grateful for the bag that glasses their effects!

Whoever is on the siege of the catals - that darksools passes without deaths.



YYY: Nihua doesn’t understand, but I read and worried about you.

In a cheerful and light-minded person in his head are not cockroaches, but carpenters.

The prelude will not be special. This story was published in the newspaper "BDG" on June 13, this year. In addition to this note, the video story was on local TV. All is pure truth. Read it, you should like it.
A group of apartment thieves who carried out their criminal activities with the help of a Siamese cat was detained in the Belarusian capital. The cat "streaked" on dollars soaked with valerian tincture. Gradually, the animal developed a conditional reflex on "valerian currency". Then entrepreneurial thieves on the ad found a wealthy seller, bought a thing from him for dollars adapted to the cat. As was established by the investigation, during the absence of the owner, the thieves opened the apartment with a special pin, launched a scientist cat there, who in a few minutes, without disrupting the order in the apartment, found all the money. According to the staff of GUVD, "these thieves had not only a rich imagination, but also certain professional skills of trainers." As noted by the Minsk detectives, such a case has no analogues in the world criminal practice and may enter the textbooks of criminology.

Short content of the straight line: And you’ll see what happens to them.