I think I need to create a service where lonely socks could find a pair.

One day, the airline AAdvantage came up with a bonus program. A bar code from a pack of 25 cents pudding sent by post gave the owner 100 miles. Damn and pleasant.

Brainstorming, a lecturer from UCLA David Phillips sits in his credit launcher, and travelling around a dozen supermarkets in Sacramento district buys all the puddings in them. He replies to the salesmen’s falling jaw that, he said, “they are overwhelmed with products before the ‘Problem of 2000’.

12,500 puddings cost David $3140. In order to write down so many barcodes, he had to hire volunteers from the Salvation Army, at the same time paying for it with some puddings.

Such a turn of events in AAdvantage was not expected. Having received all this good, representatives of the airline decided to pretend to be a hose, stating that they did not receive anything like this by mail. However, the mail receipts presented by Phillips decided the outcome of the case.

David Phillips once received 1,253,000 bonus miles, which would be enough for 31 flights back and forth from California to Europe, 41 flights to Hawaii, 21 flights to Australia or about 50 flights across the United States. So he immediately went on a journey.

Oh yes, that’s not all. Where would you share three thousand puddings?
Phillips handed them over to charity, for which he received $815 a year in tax deductions, and the title of The Pudding Guy.

I remember in my childhood I communicated with a man with the name of Bubble... and he was forever offered to open a Nutno Research Institute. I didn’t understand it then, but a little later (year 5) I was covered.

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Mr.The> And again, I realized that I was really crazy about fashion when I pierced a nail hole in the belt from Hugo Boss.

In St. Petersburg, 11 vehicles of the GIBDD organized the pursuit of the "six".

Hold on, Daddy, we are with you!

xxx: The best thing I’ve read on the wall in the entrance is: "Artificial. Chairman of the Board"

A lot of people went into the elevator, clear thing, the doors of the elevator are not closed, say, overload. But I didn’t guess immediately, here’s the dialogue:
What about the elevator? Broken something?
This is the game "Guess who’s over"

"Interna","Doctor Chaos"... it all started with "MASH Hospital" with poker and nurses.

I went to a gay club, and there were some pids.
How they struck me.

Do you remember?
Let the big go.
Just don’t brake too fast :)

Funny... Yesterday was born a new generation of people who will, splashing saliva, roar on the Internet "School!"

XXXX and XXXX! You are burning here! Let us be friends! My name is YY. Let us burn together! I even came up with a name for our team. I am sure that with this name our fans will write all the walls and fencing.

Remember this day: May 28, 2010! After all, this day in Voronezh, at the White Party Sensation party, a girl in a pink dress walked around the club! She replied to all the questionable eyes: “I am a fool, I am a fairy!”You are great!" and ;-)

Jess: Everything is tired, I include smooth jazz, pour cognac, and cut off a piece of homemade pizza.
I quit and smoked.
Lex: forgive me.

xxx: Hi my brother =*
YYY: And how much did you drink?
I can’t just call you Zayn.( by
YYY: You can not. At least because yesterday I was with you 's brown chicken' and you have me 's foolish no one needs you's.

Lic: Yes... after leaving the game I got a lot of free time! You can play heroes all day.

Do you like Star Wars?
YYY: No
That’s why I don’t marry you.
I love to burn!
YYY: I just wasn’t behind the compound.
My sister is 5 years old.
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

The Session. 3 hours of night. terrible boring management work (a lot of statistics, one mistake at the beginning and at the end, after 3 hours of calculations nothing will happen). A group call.

by Andrei:

Tohha, I know you’re not asleep yet. Tell me. I was running and thinking. And in the table there may be in the last column minus?"

The AK90:

"I’ll see for a while. It is the same square. There can be no shortcomings"

by Andrei:

With a calm tone, of course. And I think why I don’t get along. This is because of the minus. * with a stir, where to the side* Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Again Everything From the Beginning! I hear a wild sound, something falling. “Thank you again in a quiet tone, Toh. I understood what was the mistake. I will go on. So far"

I want stability in sexual disorder.