Hi, did you hear that you bought a new car?
See also: UGU
HH: And what about you?
ууу: the transmission box is robotic, the brains are too many - fucking shorter=((
HH: Is that cool?
Wow, how to tell you. and. and. I knock on the floor, and it feels like she is thinking at this moment - whether to open the dryer, or if to swallow it. Now it usually opens the drizzle, but to get rid of the feeling that someday I will still be sent down and someday she will realize that the padding between the wheel and seat is meaningless and in general the whole existence of mankind is trivial and then, in the post-apocalyptic world, when my box will stand on the chest of human bodies on the backdrop of sunset and throw something like "zige" with its mutant hatchbacks, the whole army of its followers will roar to her after the total destruction of mankind.
XH: th th th th Not very much?
WOW: Yes