by x 21:43
Learning English is helpful!

by 21:48
Then play toys in English without a Russich - och helps to learn that.

by x 21:51
I had that with Minecraft. while the egor, who does not understand English, although it seems to teach it in school, has not changed the settings. English did not cause me any discomfort. Indeed, then it became a real revelation that wool is wool! I had two houses built of wool to make it! The metro line. I wondered why she was constantly burning.

Today in the laboratory of the Biological Faculty is the Day of Open Animals.

There is a cat for me.
As an eternal sign of an incomplete bowl.
My last step to her.
I’ll take this step for Kiki.

c) Paranoid

XXX: Who is she?
Tagged: former porn actress
YYY: In the videos, look at me
ZZZ: The old one? Why was she gone?
YYY: He says he’s gone.

It was in Vietnam. Hotel Sunny Beach Resort 4, which is in Fantate.Support not to throw on the money.
On the night of departure we came to the hotel reception, to pay for the laundry and mini-bar, and to get back their passports.We were told that after the inspection of the officer you will pay.We wait for inspection.Viet entered the room, and instead of checking the mini-bar, coats and checks for laundry, a straight step went to the abajur, and dropped it, showed a beaten lamp. He then said that he owed her 30 basks. In all the assurances that he did not touch the abajur even with his finger, he methodically wrote something in the notebook. No warnings helped.I have to say, we are very calm with my husband. Especially the husband. He was ready to pay. But I remembered that the only thing Vietnamese are afraid of is the local police. And I began to call the whole hotel to call the police - that we will not pay without her imprisonment and in general shame. I screamed as if I had heard it in Ho Chi Minh City. Hearing the word “police,” they apologized to us and said that the previous guests must have broken the light bulb. Then I gave passports.
This divorce, it must be said, is present in many hotels. We know, we read, we talked. But it was unpleasant anyway. I am all excited, quietly mother and swear to the staff for impurity. I can’t calm down after a stormy scandal.
Here we sit and wait for the bus to the airport. And suddenly a man, looking into the starry sky:
“Everything is fine with them...Only, light bulbs, shit, dear ones...”

A pessimist is a person who believes more in a bright past than in a similar future.

When I had an office in Dzerzhince, I went to work and back every day by the supermarket. Well, such, you know, like a shopping center, on the first floor a gastronomy, on the second pavilions are all sorts of. And under the stairs to the second floor there was a small kiosk, food for animals. Nothing is remarkable except one. There, near the window, there was a shoe box, on which it was written from the hand - "For lunch Vasily." Or “you eat” in a different way. The boxes because they winded and changed, the inscription changed. Only the owner of the box has not changed. He was sitting right down.

It was such a big black cat. He sat under his box all day. Not just sitting, not. Vasya had his front right leg clogged, from nail to elbow, and when someone went past to the second floor, he pulled that leg out before him, bowed his head to the side, and complainingly looked into the eyes of the passing person. His appearance has changed dramatically! As an experienced recessive in court. From such a dark coward he instantly turned into such a miserable puppy.

Should we say that under such arrangements Vasin's revenue per day significantly exceeded the turnover of the kiosk itself? I once looked into the box for curiosity. There were no small things there. Watson was generous.

At first, looking at Vasey, I thought it was a kiosk seller’s cat. It turned out not. The kiosk closed, the seller went his way, and Vasya his way. Probably it was just a courtyard cat. All free from work time, while the shopping center was closed, he dressed around the surroundings. However, every day, at half nine in the morning, he sat at the door of the store and waited for the opening. And the bandage on his leg shone white.

I watched this wrath almost every day for two years. Of course, his leg was absolutely healthy, and in a time free from heart-hearted eyes he used it like all his other relatives. Except for one characteristic. Wherever Vasya was, whatever he was doing, whether he was forging in the washing machine, whether he was beating the muzzle, but he had to notice a human look on himself, as he immediately dropped everything, sat down, pulled out before him the twisted leg, looked into the eyes of the passers, and his appearance became miserable and unhealthy.

But! Once you passed by and put nothing in a box, you became an empty place for him. When he saw you, he no longer pulled his foot and did not make a miserable look. He just did not notice you. He remembered everyone. I have never met any other living creature in my life who could show you so clearly that you do not exist. It is an unpleasant feeling, you know. When you are, and you are not.

Well here. And then the premises on the second floor were bought by the bank, and the trade was removed from there. A kiosk with food for animals moved for two quarters to the center. Vasa is missing. Not immediately gone, no. For some time, every day, from half nine, he was stably sitting at the door. Waiting for the discovery. But the door did not open. Of course, you were fed by the vendors from the gastronomist. But he absolutely did not want to go there.

He did not want to move to a new place. The shopkeeper complained.
I took it three times! I put the box! It is not infectious! At least tie it!
Of course she was sad. Such a piece of daily revenue went past the box.

Then Vasya completely disappeared, and I forgot about him.
Until somewhere later, probably a year ago, I did not accidentally go to the gasoline station in Old Yaroslavl.
On an empty tank, right under the box window, was a large black cat sitting. With a folded lap. The right front.

and waaaaa! I gladly said. That’s where you are, channel. Arranged for work?

Vasya demonstrated my complete absence in his surrounding space.

and Aaaah! You remember me, shit cat! I laughed at Vasena’s ill-remembrance, but I wasn’t upset at all.

Having received a payment at the box, he separated a fifty-ruble note, put it under his nose, and said:

Here is! See also!
demonstrably placed in the plastic box standing near the box box with a solid inscription - "For the cat"

Vasa and the ear did not lead.

Okay well! I said, I turned and went my way.

by Mrjajaja! Suddenly came from behind.

I turned surprised.

Vasya was sitting, stretching his cluttered leg to me, and his face was so miserable and unhappy that he could even cry.

* * * *
P.S
After I posted this story in jaze, this comment came.

“Hello to you! I accidentally read your story and decided to write about you.
You know, I worked as a cashier at the AZS, about which you write. I am in a decree now.
Vasya died about a year ago, we were all so worried. We used to him, he lived with us on the gas station, everyone loved him, and the employees, and drivers, who are constantly driving at us.
And of the money he "earned," we did not take a penny, no matter who thought of it. We bought cat food for them, and gave it to a woman who feeds wandering cats and dogs nearby. We didn’t give her money, we bought food. “He earned a lot. So Vasya fed not only himself, but also many of his fellow men.
The earth is puffy. Thank you for your story.”

Such things.

Quote from the paper, page 69:
- Since no one can read until this place, we take the number "pi" equal to five. Otherwise, the calculations do not come together, but to look for a mistake is lazy.

Does anyone have any experience of passing the check? The communal enterprise. thank you!
YYY is of course. Not for what.

from a medical site

Question of 967
A few days ago, my member was stuck in a vacuum cleaner. I pulled out, but he blew up and didn’t get up. What should I do?! to

Petro, Russia, Moscow, 18

Answer: Hi Peter
Nothing irreparably terrible happened. Help him with troxevasin and abstain from sex for a few days. And the next time you want to enjoy the absorbing effect, ask your favorite girlfriend. The vacuum cleaner is designed for other functions, and I urge you not to put your penis there anymore.

by 10.04.11

One of the porn sites. Type of Star Wars. Princess Leia makes a minet to the Darth Vader. However, the reproductive organ "weather" black... most delighted the stones:
“Hmm... I never knew that Dart has a black bolt... he’s going to be a Negro!
Young people are gone, they don’t know the classics. Darth Vader was white, just burned very heavily at the time!

Pavly

The correspondence in the Aske M and J. M laughed that he was not very in the mood, D issued:
Do you know what I do when I’m in a bad mood?
M : What?
D: I lower my head, look at my breasts, and my mood gets better.
M: I don’t have a seed (
I have a member!!! to
M: Well, he doesn’t have the same effect as Sisi.
D: why, even more fun, get up, lie down, get up, lie down

A picture of a guy playing guitar.
The comments:
Tanya: Will you play me?
Ramon Cortez: Tanya, I don’t know how to play, I only know how to fuck. Do you want me to go for you?

xxx> Eburg ruins a small subway. The city has long overgrown it, there would normally be three lines on the same plane which hangs on each station.
Living would be normal.

yyy> yes at all. Sometimes you sit down and think - should you try to fuck with a girl with JBI? No, no, no, with two transfers, one and a half hours to go.

I try to combine the responsibilities of a mother and be a girlfriend for a 10-year-old daughter, to tell her secrets and help with advice in time. But to the question: do you do daddy blow job? I was clearly not ready.

c) Katia-lexx

Comments to the article at the beginning of which are depicted the principles of development (or something similar) in the form of the Mendeleev table:

XXX: the table of Mendeleev? Are you afraid to meet him in court?
YYY: with Mendeleev? I would be embarrassed if I met him anywhere, because he died.

Playing billiards with her sweet, I shake my eye into a zombie painter hanging on the wall, which demonstrates the film "Throne: Legacy". She noticing my gaze speaks about the actress flashing at the moment "and this is the thirteenth of the House!". This is a joke ". And I think it was in porn that I saw it in series", which sweet with such a sincere appearance of surprise gives out: "And you that in porn you still remember faces?and "

xxx: I bought a lubricant here - PMS-200, I think the refrigerator is sprayed. Will go? Advised in the store
xxx silicone
Yyy: PMS is already an unpleasant combination :)
xxx: ahah =))))
I think it will start... xDDD
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

19:45:49 The chat includes Caracol.
19:46:52 Karakol: I was ugly... I printed a poster on which I wrote about Schizophrenia Day... hanged in the parade... watched for half an hour how the neighbors greeted each other with echoing smiles...

I go with my son for three years to wake my daddy in the morning (to work daddy needs to get up).
He stands in front of the door, waiting for me (the door opens very tightly). I take the door pen, and here the son gives:
You bite me, I jump.

p.s I told my father immediately, and he replied:
Do not confuse the main thing!! to