Accidentally, I saw a girl in VK sadly philosophical post about the fact that two of her exs have come together. And that when “two of your ex meet up, you feel like some sort of sex substitute or trainer for the time until he has found his love.”

A lot of likes and sympathetic comments.

And I honestly hope that one of the “former” was a girl. Because IMHO is better to know that you have had a same-sex experience than to realize that you have caused two normal men to change their orientation!

Your three children behave so well. What is the secret?

There were four before!

Per a cinologist is still better called a companion, not a dog's partner. But no, I’m not in their personal life. :)

You have already tried!! Not only is it that "trahnout", "blue" and similar words are no longer perceived in another, initial meaning, so now and this!

In general, long-playing franchises with vampires are hard to shoot (they should not get old) and actors are not immortal)

I would have ordered "latte" and "express" all my life if the coffee shop had actually been illuminated by the glow of the burning barista ass.

The hammer suddenly came out of the cage in the middle of the day. The youngest daughter:
Hey, my cat, your TV is on!

I’m afraid to ask what the word "earn" means.
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This is "to hit" The expression "currently jeblo" has not been heard?

Let me quote Sergey Dovlatov.

Allow me to reproduce a not entirely censored record from my army notebook.

They sent a sergeant from Moscow to us. A very intelligent young man, the son of a writer.
Wishing to appear to be a stubborn coward, he endlessly matted.

He cried out to a rabbit:

Are you fucking?! to

(This is exactly how I put the emphasis.)

Zek reacted thoroughly:

“Citizen, you are wrong. You can say, fuck, fuck and fuck.
And fucking - such a word in Russian literary language, sorry, not.

He was given a Russian language lesson".

I buy a car. According to Announcement. I went down, saw - "Audi", 2014, the salon, tyres - in good condition, on the counter - 122 450 km. Liked it. Send the papers and then go to the bank. We’re driving the same Audi. From nothing to do I open a mess, and there, on the side, a sticker from the service: "Last oil replacement: 342 780 km"...

I went to the public toilet if necessary. And you know, there are such establishments where toilet paper is issued on demand. So here, I approach the Pissuaire and I hear a voice from the cabin towards the cashier:

Woman, can you come in?

(Doubt in the voice) MMM what happened?

I decided to write, but the ass decided differently.

Civilization reached Yakutia, and the natives began to massively give off skins of Pokémon.

Listening to the box:

Give me a wolf. and cigarettes
There is no weight!

And all this monotonously daily (-%

Not better, but differently. Everyone is different. Just try it. Just a normal guy who knows how to do it.

A question from the girl:
Are you a normal guy? How do you know the pop?

No shave for a few days.
I’m so lazy that I can’t make myself shave.
The only thing that saves me is what is so fashionable now.

Someone went to my brother for a beer.
In the evening we sat down and stayed overnight.
Early in the morning, the clouds and the mist broke up on the water, i.e. In the kitchen.
The brother said to them, "Now we will give you a cup of tea with lemon!"
Take the boiler, pour it, put a teaspoon - all as usual.
The boys try the tea in anticipation - sour sho capec.
Their brother "Yes you drink! It is with lemon! Not the mosquitoes! The real!and "
The boys drank - the sausage is not aunt.
And then it turned out that the wife of the brother in the evening decided to clean the tea from the boiling water - added a couple of tablespoons of citric acid, poured water, boiled and left the boiling water to fall.
Brother, so this mixture boiled and poured the boys.
Morality - do not behave on compelling advertising, if the taste is ugliness.

I absolutely agree that the insignificant servant should remain silent and give what is said, without asking questions or questioning the wishes of their Majesty.

Therefore, we drink both espresso and express, both black coffee and black coffee, both látte and laté. The price is the same.

Guess what the difference is?

I guessed. You will never leave the little servant. And that makes you very angry. And the most interesting thing is what you think of yourself as a minor servant. We are all servants of one another: I serve my clients, you serve me. I am fooled and you are fooled as well. Only I don’t care, I know that the client is a ham, but I’m interested in this job and I do it well. And you think the employer is wise and must pay for it. I am well, you are bad. The choice is yours.

It is said that men are equally reluctant. Peter is 36. Congenital disability. I rarely ride a coat. Documents are always with you. I am silent about giving up. You sit - no one touches "Have ceded quickly". You answer, I am a disabled person. They do not believe. Showing evidence – they don’t believe. You roll the trousers to the knee - they are usually closed. But after one and after that said, "Drunk in the accident breaks, and then a disabled man crashes out of himself, the solution is one - sat down, shut his ears with headsets and mocked everything.

1: The school chat was sent a wish of the teacher that at one of the sub-disciplines children were dressed in black.
Question: What is discipline?
This is what we are trying to guess. With great distraction lead the run with tombs and satanism.

Unfortunately, in our country to be a victim is the norm. To this normally the majority belongs, why complain, seek justice because it is still useless, oppressed at work violating all the laws, we will endure, ohye... but in the end we will endure and many things. For every oppression, most people have one answer, you won’t anything. It’s okay to go to school, it’s okay, but we’re all paid for it. This is a good preface to say so. I am not a writer and I ask you not to pin too much for style. The point is how I became a knocker.



I live, like millions of our fellow citizens, in a five-story Khrushchev with my wife and daughter. And then one beautiful evening in our apartment there was a smell of acetone or solvent, but up to the scratch in the eyes. As it immediately became clear that it was not the consequences of the repair of any neighbors. He went out to the venue, calculated the apartment where all this smell came from and, like a normal neighbor, knocked to find out what caused this shame. Naturally, I was sent to X... About a week later the situation repeated itself and all according to the same scenario. Well, okay shit, I said, and I picked up 02. I will not go into details, but in 20 minutes, the neighbor's fuck was already sitting in the bean in his handcuffs, and in his apartment operatives were working. We found a few bags of maca, some other shit and cut rifles. Not one neighbor gave no testimony to this cold, even understood with me, all refused to go. Well, you like to be the victims, chew the slugs and shake your right, but I got enough. Now I’m a rubbish bump for them. They are good people and fuck them. Only when you silence again, and this same narcissism burns in you from circumcision, it will sit down and go out, and no one will bring you to life. But people will remember you as not a knocker. All of Bobby. Take care of yourself)

I am an expert in car selection. It was that year. We went to the subway to see one right-handed car. I no longer remember what it was. On the territory of Russia, the machine first rolled through Moscow, then it was bought and taken to Novosibirsk, after which it returned to Moscow, where it was sold.

The car is beaten, the drive is twisted, and there are also problems with documents. More precisely, they simply did not exist. The sellers (there were two of them) offered to go with them to GAI, where they will receive a duplicate of the PTS and immediately transfer it to their hands.



I took the client to the side, discussed with him the condition of the car, said that it is not worth taking. He refused to buy, telling the sellers that the expert did not advise, and went on his way.



The guys did not like this arrangement. Southern blood burst into a conflict in which I did not want to participate. I am an average pick-up, 175 centimeters tall, weighing 60 kilograms, and without a beard. But I run faster than two-meter closets. They wandered not long, but scary, telling on the road what they would do when they got caught.



P.S. This is a very common case in our company. Motorcyclists are divided into those who have already fallen and those who will soon fall. And our experts on those who have already run away from dissatisfied sellers, and those who will soon run away.

The older the child, the easier it is to bring him to school. The son (9th grade) stated that he does not need to buy anything, he has everything to school - half a pencil from that year and a couple of notebooks, and a pencil, he says, I will find on the floor in the classroom.