Discussion of overseas trips and souvenirs from there

Thirteen (15:58) :
My mother-in-law also brought me puddles. 2 more beautiful teaspoons and a towel (small, for hands type) from (TADAM!!) by Pierre Cardin)

OOOOO (16:00) :
Wear it instead of a shirt.

IrmaTH: Do we walk like pigeons?
Illuminator is OK. The fucking curls! Oh, look, the monument, let us defile it!

I made an epic mistake today.
xx: Write a script that recursively walks through the files and replaces the entries of the lines with others. This fox found herself, replaced the lines in herself, and fell on herself.

The best comment to the endless cycle I’ve seen:

This is the song, that never ends
It just keeps go and go my friends
Some people started singing it, not knowing what it was
And now they just can't stop to sing forever just because
// 50 GOTO 10

It comes from the husband’s sms: "your cowards sat like casts!"
Honestly, I cried and replied, “There’s still my mask if you need it.”
I was offended... it turns out I gave him cowards a long time ago and he just now measured them.

Dialogue at work:
You drove to Microsoft in this terrible shirt.
Not in Huawei.
Oh, I have 5 circles.
They make phones.
But the circles are better.

Hariton Evampievich (10:35:12 5/06/2013)
The experience of years has shown that relationships built on mutual support are the strongest and lasting.

Five ( : ) (10:36:05 5/06/2013)
Well yes. In the shoes on the floor you will not go away.

We had a costume party. Dressed Darth Vader, everything as needed - a mask, coat, sword, black clothes. For a pudding chic she wore a tie with an imperial strike car on the backdrop of the sky. There was nothing in the mask to breathe, so I had to take it off from time to time and stretch it on the fist.
At the end of the day, a lot of noise – oh you! The Clown Costume! And who are you...? I thought you were a black wizard. Are you a black cat? Are you a player? But the winning question was: are you probably a star? ... AAAA, shit, star count, how??? To my logical question – why the star count? – there was no less logical answer – well, the stars on the tie! The curtain.

What can be made of candle wax other than candles?

WOW: You can make socks, bees do just that. And it can also make wax figures of people. The easiest option is to take a person and pour it with wax. In the wood with hot wax watered enemies climbing on the walls. Variants of mass. The main thing is that the imagination works.

Aaa: I remember, as a child, we pulled out and melted lead plates from batteries.
Is lead dust harmful?
Yyy: Lead is very harmful. There is such a disease: "Excess lead in the body". But this is more of a death statement.
Zzz: That's why bullets are made of lead to hurt people

It was a bad idea to ask a friend "why did you change the password?"

XXX is fucking. Everything is bad. Trouble with a guy.
Go on, everything will be normal.
XXX: I am so worried. If my dad didn’t come yesterday, I would have jumped out of the window.
YYY: You live on the first floor.
Fuck me, go fuck me!

We had Pearl here last week. Leha came to the office, and he is now riding with the dog, in his car Yuki is always dull.
XXX: The Husky
xxx: through the window he forbade us to irritate and lick her...because the dog is sick of joy in the car

From comments on photos of Holley's holiday:

I was told that the Zavolzhsky chimkombinat produces a pigment of such concentration that half-liter banks are almost enough to paint)))))would push such for a holiday.For a long time would remain in memory and on the skin..:o) and I was told so funny..no typically representatives came to the factory...Go with the chief manufacturing engineer..He is so scratching about concentration and other possibilities...And here out of the hole in some barrel comes a dog of unthinkably purple color..And he is not a drop of shy talking-This is the color of our color! and 😉

If you have a full ass, you have to lose weight.

This story was told to me by a good friend. I trust him 100%.

This happened in the early 2000s on the Volga. At that time, my friend began to be interested in diving and underwater hunting. It was the beginning of the summer, and it was easy to dive with aqualange in the Volga, look at the livelihood and hunt. The water was still clean and did not bloom. My friend then had to be friends on the ground of diving mania with Andrei Makarevich, yes, and so Makarevich. They rented a small vessel, took all the equipment and went on a short journey through numerous canals and islands. Luckily, in the Saratov region of the Volga in a spill to the width of somewhere 12-15 kilometers and there are hundreds of islets and small straits where you can easily get lost and enjoy fishing away from civilization.
Having gone a long way to the venerable place, diving, hunting with pleasure and shooting a few large squats, they gathered back on the way. Time approached the evening. Sitting on the feed and admiring nature, they suddenly noticed on a neighboring island near the water several tents and a company of fishermen who were cooking something in a boiler, next to a small folding table, on which there was nothing but a slightly glittering glasses and bottles of vodka from food. They seem to have rested for a long time. Andrei Makarevich, a good soul of man, suddenly visited the idea:
Listen, let me go to the men now. I will give them our catch, yet I have no place to give them, and I will talk with them a little.
Then my friend looked at the whole fishing company again and said:
Andrei, imagine this picture. For the third day, the men on the island, away from the people, sit and drink. They could see nothing but their blue face. What do you think will happen when Andrey Makarevich suddenly comes out of the water before them in the aqualance and says, "Hello men, like a fisherman?" Congratulations to the poor fishermen.

MasterArt
Generation of eggs
Or as they call it.

Silence
The degenerate?

MasterArt
A good synonym

A fairy tale of Kornay Chukovsky, in which Aybolit and Vasya Vasilichov heroically reflect the aggression of Barmalay and predators. Published in 1943, it was criticized in the press, and during the life of the author was no longer published.

Commentary :
This is the dialogue.
Stalin: Sit down, Korney Ivanovich, here you smoke. Florence of Herzegovina.
Chukovsky: Thank you, Joseph Visarianovich (Take the papyrus and delay it.)
Stalin: Do you like these papyrus, Korney Ivanovich?
Chukovsky: beautiful cigarettes, Joseph Visarianovich!
This is where you smoke. And this shit you smoked when you wrote "Doléem Barmalay"Do not laugh anymore and take it in your mouth!!! to

Egor_Heroev: Before you say out loud what you think about the interlocutor, make sure that you have just pressed the call end key (((

Announcement of the fire:

The rabbit hair
There is a shirt available. Precisely the half. Size... Overlay: 44-48 (an additional stock "to disassemble buttons"). At the height of 174 - to the knee. and Bochato. Ready to share happiness.
The shirt is sewn in the atelier of rabbit skins. The color is black. Absolutely new - the flies did not sit. Whether it was drowned or worn, you will not ask. Or maybe the tap was knocked down when entering the position. I saved.
There is a sad story to tears: MomO was sewing in the atelier for her daughter. She lovingly picked out skins and underpinnings. Then I burn under the tail. He buried him on a black day. Suddenly, war, poverty, hunger, and she is a scapegoat - and a precious fur with anthrax and the daughter of Krolevishna with a prince. As you know, the men's ranks are angry, and the women are angry. It is necessary to have an advantage in the bride market. The wedding shuffle will be very good. did not give. Life and clothes are different. So I saved. Never been worn. Very warm. Heavy: the skins are whole and not pulled. I am surprised how in this approach did not fill a bilateral with a whistle.