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Country : Taiwan

WWW: The story is not bad, it will have to be downloaded.
XXX is Zombie? I will have to kick.
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! Translation is something. I didn’t know what the cossy could say "they’re me, I said to myself"))
zzz: "Nih-I myself, I said to myself")) I have to click!

[Anya] The husband, the fox, in the morning after the wedding said that the change of the surname from Zyablikov to Kulikov is a level-ap. I will kill the bastard.

Recall of the last concert:
XX: I had an epilepsy attack because of the light. Two times.
And then two giraffes danced in front of me, hugging. The light blinked. The gypsies mirrored. The music played strange. It was the best psychedelic cartoon I’ve seen.

Official website of Andrei Arshavin

Queen
If you were
Andrew, where would you go? and :)

by Arshavin:
in the space.

HH: Yesterday was announced all as it is supposed - a lot of alcohol, loud music, dances, destroy. Go to bed only in the morning.
I thought I could prevent someone from doing this at night only when at 7 a.m. at the neighbors at full volume played a valentine tape - Mom, I'm gay. I played repeatedly all day.
In war as in war, man

(from a conversation with a girl)
She: So we’ve already watched Game of Thrones?
I am UGU.
She: well fucking, now again watching boring untouched porn?)

I found on the Internet the history of the emergence of Russian insults. In particular:
B is
The word is derived from the ancient Russian verb bladyti, meaning "to deceive, to blaspheme". It is believed that this Russian word is a relative of the English word bladdeg - "bubble" and "pustomel", as well as the famous American blah-blah-blah - "empty talk". The modern meaning of the word - most likely, the result of semantic mixture with the word "blud", derived from the ancient Russian bludity - "bludge." Until the 18th century, the word “b...” was used in literature without restrictions.
I tell all this to my wife, concluding that b...y is just a missing girl!
She listened to me silently and after a two-second pause said:
Every B by compass. No matter what they wandered!

C of the forum.
Good day. I will share my experience of fighting axes and ants. With the axes we dealt with with the help of a bottle of "Dichlofos", and for the ants prepared this "comfort": mixed a tablespoon (or teaspoon) of honey and a piece of alcohol yeast. He has twice as much yeast as honey. The resulting piece was crushed and disassembled in places of insect cluster. After the yeast gets into the abdomen of the ants, they begin to roar (drizzle). Don’t hear me "Greenpeace" – ants just break.

A friend from the universe wrote:

Congratulations, I bought the car.
Congratulations to you! What model is it?
The model? To be honest, I didn’t even remember. Well she's like I wanted)))) silver and with a white salon, and there are columns very loud!!! In short, I am happy ?