XXX: The bitterness of disappointment passed.
Yesterday I learned that my wife changed me with a colleague at work. Which I made it. There are correspondence boxes about how she admits that his MPH was in her! As she asked for more. It turns out that I lived in such a shrouded Santa Barbara that I did not even dare to guess. I have a question about jurisdiction. I broke up... and gave her a p$d not very much, but with blueprints, she went to write a statement to the menta, on the beating. What can light me?

YYY: Finally it is.
For a thousand years, there were no such positions.
Give mailboards, photos of colleagues and wife's breastfeeding.