The Pipet! She moved to Peter and got a new job... in accounting (*< There are harsh aunts working there - they drink vodka and snack salt (once a week exactly). And a snack was also planted in boxes - on the window in the cabinet grow crop, salad, redis, kinza. As long as I hold.

A story is an aforism diluted with words from a dictionary.

A new summer. My wife accompanied the children to camp last summer.

by railway (to drive a day and type oldest on the car). By the night who made it,

teenagers agree with each other - now sleep we go to visit

the neighboring car, by the time of the night the wife stopped these attempts, then the children

I fell asleep, but my wife was waiting. Walk at 3 p.m. Stay where you go, and

Lighting in the face. The client silenced, and then timidly: to the toilet.

Wife, go to bed, I know your ways. The customer is very

I can, I am a guide.

Murder of a Martian?

Immediately into the fool.

Life is changing...

With such pleasure I walked through the old pages of my beloved Bach. The subtle humor of programmers, technicians and administrators. The soul is glad.

And now...

A bunch of sexually concerned minors, and diables. Everyone boasts their enormous IQ, and knowledge of operating systems and networks.

passed...

I have such "specialists"—often the practice goes through the mud... They only know how to whisper, and they can do nothing about what they can do with FreeBSB. Even a primitive mail server will be configured. About the calculation of networks for 50 branches, with a certain stock of addresses with a variable length mask - so far nobody has been able.

But in BASHE they sit from morning to evening... and think of themselves as a GURU, although nobody even knows how to play RegMON.

And it seems that all the former worshippers have already fallen from here...
Only you are left, foolish children.

Sorry... very sorry...

A nice nice fun site turns into some stupid forum like damochka.ru or similar.


Very, very sorry.


Thanks admin for the old pages.
I put them on myself...
You can wash the rest.
The carnivores there have nothing to read all the way, the brains have not yet been discovered.

Valery

I go to Arbat. There are two Tajiks with me. "Hello to you! And you can't tell me where the Embassy of Tajikistan is?" I "I don't know" the surprise is replaced by a wide smile: "Not even a local?"

I bought a new key today "with antibacterial coating and protected from water". In the instructions it is written that if there is a juice or tea with sugar, it is enough to simply wash it, even without disconnecting from the compass.
I look forward to the appearance of a keyboard with built-in microorganisms that eat the crumbs.

>> and
>> I am currently watching a list of movies online
>> And here is the miracle of Russian erudition
>> Wait, I copy - I have to see


>> The X-Men, 2000
2008-05-06 10:10:52

xxx: with you 50 euros)
XXX: Repeat
YYY: Tell me, has anyone in your family visited the synagogue?

Gopniks are teenagers who don't shuffle in the compass

by nick "devochko"
I wanted to write "Maybe you meant /dev/ochko?"

I don’t want to play CS! Wire fucking...There is everything before the toilet of the house to go into the stove in it smoke throws...O_o
Tagged:

I enter the entrance and notice the edge of the eye ad, for some reason it seemed strange to me, although I did not even read a single word, decided to go back - to read, I did not regret: at the entrance of this train was lost system block of gray color, height, about 40-45 cm. Reward is guaranteed. The phone. And the picture". I smelled...

<Swem> yet knowledge is power... I am the first copy of my diploma note has already two axes today (8

I read it three times... then I realized that here "os" is not an operational.