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It is stupid! The celebration took place in autumn! What to fuck the gut and the dead on the frost? Or in your poor mind has not arisen the idea that once a year on a girl, any village will die out.
Good Santa, give her a new brain!

An attempt to humor
The previous NH. Seventeen o’clock in the morning, January 1. I am driving.
Brake the Gaia.
I extend documents: sober, without money, did not violate the rules.
Good New Year, no man!